oh man   
08:21pm 05/06/2003
 
mood: crappy
an eventful day at the barn today... i was giving a lesson to my boss' daughter... and she and the pony crashed through a jump and they both fell down. they were both okay but had some bruised egos. the pony was all disoriented. so today was fucking weird. aside from the barn drama, i went to sleep way toooo late last night and woke up with a headache. funnnnnn. there wasnt enough caffiene in the worls to fix me... or smokes. im tired, sad, and pissed. i dont know why im the latter 2. i want a cigarette now. dammit. i dont have any. ill settle for coffee.		  
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i heart leprachauns.. i cant spell   
10:19pm 18/05/2003
  well i had a good weekend. went to a good show with all my favorite people and great bands... i got to ride my horse luke who has been unrideable for awhile...went to a horse show today to cheer for my barn mates. and i just got home. im tired, but chipper.
i have a song in my head, but i forget who sings it... "shoot that poison arrow through my heeearrt shoot that poison arrow.... who broke my heart you did you did".... hehe.
tomorrow i get to go on a roadtrip to san diego with my boss to pick up some trunks for our horse equipment... they are all official with our stable logo and everything. its always fun to go "byebye car." we are also going to look at a pony thats for sale to see if it would be a good match for one of our clients. so i have a feeling it will be another full week, and hopefully ill finish it off with another good weekend.
anyone have good plans? let me know.
i have to get a passport, i may go to ireland this summer. thats like my dream vacation. i have a friend that lives there and owns a horse farm. so all i need is money for a plane ticket. and ill get to ride a shitload of european horses.. oh man. if only i could buy one... but ill just be "kickin tires" and riding for the fun of it. going to pubs. i need a vacation.		  
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Luke's Oweeee   
09:45pm 13/05/2003
 
mood: enraged
im angry.
i keep my 2 horses at my friend, jennifers, house. my dad brought 2 of his horses to live here with them. one of the two he brought still has balls so he is all psycho. he tried to jump the 6 foot fence to hump timmy (my horse who happens to be an altered, or "fixed", male) and then attacked my other (altered male) horse luke, and bit him in the nose, on his neck and on his sides. his nose is all fucked up and swollen and bloody and disgusting... and its also really painful because he barely lets me touch it when i try to medicate it. all this psycho horse does is run back and forth along the fence of his corral and rears and kicks at the fence and shit. i want this horse fuckin out of here. ahhhhh. anyway, i gave it some horsey drugs, so he should be feeling quite stoned and wont want to fuck with luke anymore. hopefully he'll (luke) have the sense to not go near that stallion (horse with balls). its weird he never used to be this crazy. anyone in the mood for horse burgers??????		  
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owwweeeee   
08:26pm 08/05/2003
 
mood: blah
music: the smiths... that joke isnt funny anymore
my brain hurts. has all day. i think im dying.....
talking to exes online is weird. not much to say. hmmmm.
i went to a show last night at sacred grounds.. it was fun. skyline fracture played, and i must say the have improved. ian reese is back in the band. the openers were a glassjaw ripoff... to the "T", but at least one of the guitarists wore a glassjaw shirt. i guess it was the least he could do. shot blue played too. they were late, but played a quick set. very polite.
some strange people were there. seems the strangest ones were the guys who chose to hit on me. i dont know what rock they crawled out from, but shit. you could only imagine... i dont even have the patience to describe them.
i saw some people from the past that havent been around much. it was nice to see them, but at the same time sad. its funny how some friends just disappear and you just stop talking. go their separate directions. good or bad, but usually bad.		  
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why do we go to school?   
03:15pm 05/05/2003
 
mood: weird
music: new order
we go to school to drop classes. that is, if your name is kat.... meaning me. it's cool though. i tried. well, kinda. hehe. no more feeding the sqirrels, watching disoriented ducks waddle by. i wont go so far as to say that i will miss going to school, ill miss seeing my friends there... but hey, i can see my friends outside of school. AND i get to sleep in more, AND i can have more work hours. more work, more money. its all good. kats a loser. she cant even stay in school. so lame. ha.		  
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i heart squirrels!   
05:05pm 28/04/2003
 
mood: happy
music: dead kennedys
have you ever seen a crow chasing a squirrel? well i have. i also saw a squirrel chasing a squirrel today. must have been trying to get some bushy tail. ohhhh baby. i did see a small bird chasing another small bird as i was driving with jasmine today. they flew across the street... one landing on the sidewalk, the other running into a wall and landing on its feet on the sidewalk. quite funny i must say.

i want to adopt a squirrel. one in particular. i fed it trail mix the other day... i gave it an almond... it couldnt eat it. it had some sort of snaggle tooth goin on. its two lower incisors grew far too long for the capacity of its mouth and grew up and out over its upper lip. it was unable to chew the hard almond. i felt bad so i left it some raisins and dried papaya. i felt better.

jasmine and i are going to raise a pot belly pig. that is, when we move in together. it will live amongst two dogs. two cats, and three hamsters. when we will move out, i cant be sure. when im not poor most likely.

today jazz and i went to some fabric stores and to borders. i bought some fabric and ribbon to revive an old bulletin board and an astrology book. nothing like quality time with jasmine. =o) we also saw some cool ornamentals we'd like to buy for our future casa. lovely i might add.

well i must go. buenos nachos.



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go big bertha!!!   
11:09pm 16/04/2003
 
mood: content
music: the smiths-girlfriend in a coma, i know its really seeerious
helloooooooooooooooooo there kids. i am no longer house-sitting, it's now likely that i will not be held accountable for anymore pet slayings. not that it was my fault anyway... maybe her dog was just hungry... and, yes, i did feed them. all i keep seeing when i close my eyes are that little bunny's blank, black eyes and half eaten corpse..... it was sad, yet kinda funny. in that twisted funny kind of way.

lately i've been having some strange dreams. the other night, for example, i dreamt that i lived in the future. in that time there was a corrupt ass fucking goverment, kinda like 1984 (le book). maybe it's all that reading i've been doing. but in this dream, i was not arrested, but detained for some unknown reason. maybe "thoughcrime." but while i was in jail, someone stole my dog. i was only there for like two days, and i somehow managed to escape. then i went on some crazy ass search for my dog. running down streets for days, and ended up finding him with some weird guy. and i kicked his ass. took my dog. and that's all i remember now. (i guess it seemed stranger while i was in the dream, i can't really explain it to achieve its full glory.)

i have a hard time remembering most of my dreams. and it's been awhile since i can say i have dreamt. when im happy i dream most. if im not, my brain is usually going over everything that's wrong with everything, and so on. lately i've been more at ease... leaving my mind to think about weird and fucked up things in my sleep.

in a way it's kinda like writing. unlike most people, i do my best thinking/writing when i am not all emotional and pissed off. so i have a feeling i can become creative again. my creativity comes in spurts. it pisses me off because when i feel like expressing myself most, my brain doesnt work. like it's on leave. i need a vacation. who wants to go to mexico???		  
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they killed killer, bee   
10:02pm 14/04/2003
 
mood: amused
music: the faint - agenda suicide
today jasmine and i went some thrift shops. it must have been an off-day at the salvation army because i didnt find too much. i did find a pair of some striped pantalones... which are very cool, and a couple leather, tooled belts. we went to check out choc, but that place doesnt have much of a selection... i dont really recommend going there. on the other hand, choc is very clean and they do have a bathroom. so if u need to pee and do not want to get allergies from a bunch of dirty seconhand items, i would go there.

i am house-sitting for a friend of mine right now. she lets me keep my horses at her house so i do her random favors. i am supposed to sleep here while they are gone and take care of their animals. i guess i cant be doing a great job because the first night one of their dogs decided to eat one of their bunnies. i woke up the next morning to go feed my horses and i almost stepped on the shredded bunny. i saw bunny head, bunny front legs bunny butt and bunny back legs. the dog ate its stomach and internal organs, then proceeded to drag it around and chew on the remnants. needless to say it was a disgusting sight and i almost threw up. great way to start the day. ill just tell them the bunny ran away. all i need to do is stash the evidence. i guess i should tell my friend the truth, and just tell her kids it ran away. i dont want them to know their dogs a killer. and maybe they wont notice that the bunny thats still alive has a chewed on ear!
im not sure if ill be asked to pet-sit again.		  
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fucking pigs   
12:02am 07/04/2003
 
mood: annoyed
music: in my head
i am sick of cops following me around!!!!!!!!!!!!! ahhhhhh!!!! why? i dont look like no hoodlum. it pisses me off, im minding my own business and theyve always gotta fuck with Kat... grrrrr. jazz if u ever become one please dont follow me, unless that is, if you've confiscated some good shit from some hoodlum kids!!! ahahhahahahahaaa (evil laugh)		  
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puppy puppy! batman the dog....   
04:18pm 06/04/2003
 
mood: hyper
music: Pat Benatar _ Heartbreaker.. dream maker love taker
we have a new canine arrival! we already had two dogs... mine, a mutt ("wiley"), my mom's, pug. my dad brought home a new baby pug... a black one. my moms pug is named mr toad... i want to call the new one batman!!! if u hold him upside down he looks edzachary rike a bat! soooo cute... sooo cute!!!!!!!!!!!! ahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! well i htink hes cute. pugs are pretty ugly though. look like theyve had their faces smashed into doors. so ugly they are cute?

da da da da da da da da BATMAN dadadadadadadadada BATMAN
BATMAN
BATMAN
BATMAN		  
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damned crazy drivers   
06:53pm 05/04/2003
 
mood: caffeinated
music: justin timberlake... cry me a river (hah, guilty pleasure)
it seems californias drivers are getting increasingly worse. what happened to the skills? at least jazz and i still gots da skills. well to explain this lil tidbit... i am speaking of bad driving because of the incident which occured as jazz and i were bonjouring to derricks casa. shortly after leaving my house, it was our turn to go (green light go, red stop, right?) well the chick who was in the rightermost lane was about to T-Bone us because she was too damned blind to see the color of the em effin light. so she honks at us (to warn us?) and then turns right onto the street we turned left from (is everyone following? if not, i apologize)... fucking racecar driver style, complete with burned rubber shmell. yum.

well thats my rant. if anything else exciting decides to happen im sure ill be back.

peace out nukkas..		  
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i love chihuahuaaasss!!!!! i hate fucking breakfast burritos! aaargh   
10:20pm 04/04/2003
 
mood: sleepy
music: the smiths - ooooh... you handsome devil!!!!
can i just tell you that im in love... with a dog named HERCULES, HERCULES!!!!! well fine, he is jazz's dog but at least he made time for me for a photo opp.

i just saw my all-time favorite movie for probably the millionth time ... the black stallion. oh man, i havent seen that shit in forever. brought back memories of me and my mom going to the video rental place and after a month of that same damned movie i'd make her rent it again. oh the shit parents put up with.

i want a horse like "the black".... hes the fastest in the world!!!

on a more bitter note (than chipper like above)... what gives? ok at school today i went to the "campus deli" right? and all i fuckin want is a breakfast fucking burrito. some chick ordered one before me, but she was speaking spanish (little do they know this lil gringa could undastand beeotch) so she gets hers. i order right after her and the bitch says oh im sorry we arent serving breakfast anymore, lunch now (in her thickly accented fuck you tone). mind you, it wasnt even 10am yet. i should have said i understood what the girl that ordered before me, but i departed with a quick "fuck this place, then" and walked my happy (but hungry) ass out of there. BITCH!		  
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fuck math and stomach ulcers   
07:21pm 03/04/2003
 
mood: cynical
music: Joy Division - Disorder
i think i have an ulcer, must be the coffee. i have a headache, must need a cigarette. today, obviously, was not the best day... and in fact has put a rift in my steady stream of previous good days. im so irritated with my life right now. i am being pressured to decide what i want to do with my life. man, that can be a loaded decision. so right now my parents are like "you either pay rent or go to school." naturally i went to school route. i know, from previous disaster, what its like to live on my own. its so much easier to live at home. the downside you ask? school.
ahh high school graduation.... thinking man fuck college im over this shit already. then there are your mom and dad saying "you need to get an education to get a decent job." who the fuck wants a "decent" job.
i hate school!! the sad fact is folks, im failing my math class... not bad? well, its the only class im taking. yeah. im the smartest dumbass i know. i may not be book smart, but i am street smart and i have a ghetto name to prove it, nukka.

My goddamn rock solid ghetto shiznit name is Wankmaster Kawfi.
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