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Thursday, January 15th, 2004

Subject:and yes
Time:6:04 pm.
Ahoy there. My name's Rachel and this is my brand-new journal. I just started a new blog like two months ago, but then some people got ahold of it and that was the end of that. So let's just start out with a list:

  • They tell me I should be a writer
  • Discuss literature with me and I will hump you
  • Discuss anything with me for long enough and I will hump you
  • I used to be really emotional and obsessive but I'm not anymore, except for sometimes
  • Wonderful jackets, wonderful socks, wonderful purses, wonderful books
  • My friends seem to be missing
  • If you ask me to, I will write you a poem or paint you a picture
  • I have no rhythm: yet more evidence that I am a Secret Jew
  • Verdana is the font for me
  • Major in linguistics and film at USC? Perhaps...
  • If I could have one special ability, it would be able to compose beautiful music all pro-style
  • I graduated from a Catholic Girls' School


I'll come back when my dad is done with the modem and I am done eating.
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Time:8:30 pm.
A girl constructs a pipe out of an apple after having been entirely drug-free for two months. The next night, after a day-and-a-half's constant use, the apple itself bursts into flame. She drops it on the bed and her house burns down. Her long-suffering parents, true to their word, ask her to leave for good. She obliges and sets off with about four hundred dollars. In Fullerton she is a waitress at a coffeeshop, where she meets another girl, a girl who is very much like her but a little bit better. The protagonist develops a crush on her fellow waitress, but the waitress never realizes it. One night, the girl and the waitress, who are by then friends, get stoned at the girl's house. In a flurried moment of estrogen/adrenaline/cannabinoid-fueled decision, the girl kisses her waitress-friend, hard, on the lips. This precedes quite the adventure for the girls, both new to this sort of thing. Calendar pages are turned and things are good for awhile but then the girlfriend's cousin dies and she falls apart. At the funeral, the girlfriend starts crying so hard that... hold on a min
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