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  <title>MY SO CALLED LIFE</title>
  <subtitle>Future Prom Queen of An Art School</subtitle>
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    <name>Hannah: noun, meaning Hannizzle, Albinohippy, Han</name>
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  <updated>2004-10-17T05:28:37Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:albinohippy:28909</id>
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    <title>albinohippy @ 2004-10-18T01:29:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-17T05:28:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-17T05:28:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ADD HANIZZLEFACE&lt;br /&gt;this is my new perm el jay i promise&lt;br /&gt;do it do it</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:albinohippy:28633</id>
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    <title>Cartwheels Could Be Risky</title>
    <published>2004-10-15T23:38:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-15T23:38:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am in love with yesterday. David Nolan woke me up at like 11:30am(damn you David)wanting to hang out, but I told him I didnt know if I could. Well, I went to my grandparents house, saw my entire family and Sam, Jordy picked me + Sam up and we went to NoDa where I bought a five dollar pick of vanilla cloves. Wonderful day already. So then I called David back and we arranged to meet at da Bou, he picked me up after I waited for 30 minutes by myself because Jordan went to a soccer game, during this time I sang Old McDonald in my head and pretended to make very important calls on my cellular phone. He showed up, we smoked, then headed yonder to the Park of Freedom. David knows lots of cool tricks on the swingset. But sometimes accidents happen nonetheless. Haha oooh David. But then he did some cartwheels and we couldnt find his glasses. Seriously we never found them. So then he drove us to Phil and Tonys where we...ate pizza...oorrr did we??? And pondered on whether or not the ducks were real. They were. And then Coles came and drove David home to get contacts which was a safe solution. &lt;br /&gt;Then I went to an East Meck party and saw Brent and Sean. Crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very good start to a weekend indeed.</content>
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    <title>Childrens Theatre Hates Me</title>
    <published>2004-10-13T02:24:16Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-13T02:24:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Frou Frou</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Brittney and I auditioned for Laura Ingles Wilder X-Mas, I didnt even get a fucking callback. Childrens Theatre HATES ME I swear to God, HATEEESS. &lt;br /&gt;I saw Patrick and STEPHEN DOVALL SULLIVAN at school today for the Mars Hill Choral Audition. It was...just...an event. Ha. &lt;br /&gt;I am very mad that there is an alienface el jay cause I totally could have rocked that. I'll make a better one. You'll see. YOU'LL ALL SEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I have decided that Karmacrash will be my depresso/philosophical el jay, and this shall be my happy go lucky one. &lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...now what should my new el jay be...something BETTER than pilgrim face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah hah. got it.</content>
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    <title>albinohippy @ 2004-09-30T22:11:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-30T02:54:13Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-30T02:54:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Trailer Trash</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Sararr is in my math class now. I don't think I can handle both her and Andrew, I'll piss myself. I'm so exicted. I keep wierd having dreams about this certain person (no Eddie, it's not you) and it's kind of ironic b/c I know we have the same relationship in life that we do in these dreams but...the dreams are surprisingly...nice. Ha, I am so lucky, I have sex dreams all the time, but I guess I deserve them because I don't have real sex...all the time. Ha, kidding...or am I? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: haha&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: i love you too&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: homo&lt;br /&gt;BlewTheBlue: thankyou&lt;br /&gt;BlewTheBlue: speaking of homos&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: you are one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I rock. Speaking of rockin' where is my best friend named Jonathan? Note to ALL of Santas Helpers: Let's hang out very soon. Marc Bastos is one crazy fun kid.Especially when mixed with Brittney. I love having friends who eat as much as me cause I don't feel so alone. Yesterday, I had like an entire Roly Poly meal and some of Brittneys Cherry Blossom and I was like (to myself) "god stop eating FATASS!" and Marc was like "I KNOW, thats me!" and it was just a generally good feeling. I'm glad we are friends now. I slept for 6 hours today, and plan on sleeping some more come nightfall. &lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm done, only read pilgrimface cause I updated AND David Nolan and I have an awesome new plan. We are comic geniuses quotes the lovely Caroline Fisher. I'm hanging out with Nick Nack on Fri for the first time in 7 years. I told Mr.Joyce I would kick him in the face today if the water bottle on the floor wasnt mine, he didnt think that was funny, especially when I found that the water bottle was in fact mine, and it was the 3rd time I've done it. Oh, and I have clymidia. Oh boy, what an exciting day!...okay I wasn't done. SO SHOOT ME! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:albinohippy:27743</id>
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    <title>Support For The Shady</title>
    <published>2004-09-26T23:02:32Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-26T23:02:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>UNDO</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Damn. I just canvassed for Eskine for about 4 hours and it was the sketchiest shit ever. So Cortland dropped this dude from UNCC (Mike) and I off Freedom Drive somewhere and we walked from door to door. No sooner than 10 minutes after they pulled away this really rough woman started yelling at us so we went over there and she was SERIOUSLY almost harrasing us. And she wasnt even on the list. So she told us to come in and fucking dumbass Mike was about to so I spoke us and said "I'm sorry we can't do that" and she said "Well yous is at MY house NOW and I said come insides." and she had a fucking bandage over her track marks. So I was trying to like...leave, duh, and she was like "Get cha hand off ya hip! That's an invitation!, you besta be careful around hea" Then she told me I looked like I came from out of "da sevendies" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was scary but I mean, I think I needed a dosage of how the other "half" lives because I'll face it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a spoiled little brat. I didnt know what to do with myself around people who don't give a shit if they come off as nice or bitchy. It was just an educational experience in general. But I really wanted to be like "Erskine wants support from...the shady! Like you bitch! BAM!" and run away. But I didnt, because I hate anyone who is ignorantly republican...a.k.a Burr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca came to UUCC and we sadly watched the Passion, which I HATE. But I had a blast with her last night! Fun times at Caribou, the story of my life. Marc and Brattney came by, those crazies. John Cahill offered me disgusting looking pizza and that was my weekend in a nutshell.</content>
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    <title>albinohippy @ 2004-09-26T20:10:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-26T00:17:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-26T00:17:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Killers</lj:music>
    <content type="html">The Cricket Cellular Phone Company is a rip-off bore. I had to get a new phone number. But in order to know it you must firat break the code: &lt;br /&gt;704&lt;br /&gt;(1st 3 digits) Two minutes before CMS schools start.&lt;br /&gt;THEN..9&lt;br /&gt;(last 3 digits) If one was taken away from all the number line...counting would start with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are really that much of a dumbass than you'll have to ask me. I'm grounded tonight for telling my dad "fuck you." But it was worth it because I was about to punch BOTH of them in the FACE for a good majority of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me, I'm death bored.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:albinohippy:27362</id>
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    <title>Pilgrims= Nonstop Laughter.</title>
    <published>2004-09-24T01:47:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-24T01:47:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">David Nolan and kind of me too, made a livejournal called PILGRIMFACE (add him) and I must say it is by far the best idea in the world and I think if he let me write some entries too and we sold it we would make a trillion bazillion dollars, and that is the EXACT amount.&lt;br /&gt;I love UUCC. It makes my life...better. &lt;br /&gt;On other notes, scratch that "Sat night" bullshit entry, I sound like a dirty slut and I'm sorry everyone witnessed that. In fact I'll be deleting it now. Sorry...mystery..boy, but you know it wouldn't be of either of our characters. &lt;br /&gt;Speaking of characters, who should I be for character day tommorow? PFFT, like you can help me right now the night before. Scratch that TOO. Gosh! Scratch everything....stupid...cat. head. hey. stup.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:albinohippy:26913</id>
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    <title>Permisuous Activity</title>
    <published>2004-09-22T01:54:45Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-22T01:54:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've decided, seriously, that I'm sick of a non-existent sex life and have planned(yes planned) to hook up with someone who shall remain nameless until after. I am excited cause it's needed to happen for awhile. Unfinished business. You'll never guess so don't even try.&lt;br /&gt;Come on Saturday night...</content>
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    <title>Roller Coastin'</title>
    <published>2004-09-22T01:34:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-22T01:34:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yesterday, I came home from rehearsal, lit insense and put it in this place in my room where the smoke just floats over me. This new insense especially, I turned on my new "It's A Long Drive For Someone With Nothing To Think About" album and just lets the sunlight create shadows on the thickest trails of insense I've ever seen in my life. It was the most amazing thing, just the swirls of smoke that seemed to never end moving towards this unfathomable location. I feel asleep and just...stayed that way for 11 hours. I'm just...spent I guess. &lt;br /&gt;I don't know, I'm just trying to make things better for everyone else, not me. I want people to look forward to seeing me everyday, to be that person that puts their problems aside, because I mean, if you really THINK about it. It's actually kind of pointless to complain and bring others into your little "pits of Hell." No matter what those physco babble bullshitters say sometimes it's BETTER to keep things to yourself, and have a constant positive outlook. Damn, was that a run-on sententence or what? Oh no I sound like Joyce.&lt;br /&gt;UGH! Speaking of Joyce. Back to school night was tonight and Joyce and I were joking around like we do and Becky just had this...weird pissed look on her face, because Joyce never really favored Austin because Austin didnt have his shit together, understandable right? WELL, we got in the car and my dad commented that he was glad Joyce was impressed and Becky goes: (I fucking swear.)&lt;br /&gt;"Well, dont take this the WRONG WAY, but I see that little SEXUAL THING you've got going on with Joyce..and.."&lt;br /&gt;And I said WHAT!!!!!!!!!!? I almost punched her in the fucking face. I was so close. You don't even know. And she tried to cover it up, by saying shit like "I mean't boy/girl sex" And I was like bullshit, you know you were implying that sex would be an easy way to get ahead. And she said "well, I know Joyce favors the girls who bat their eyes and laugh at his jokes...blahblah"&lt;br /&gt;And I just told her, straight up, shut the hell up, you don't know what you are saying. &lt;br /&gt;I mean, it was so FUCKING OUT OF LINE. I mean, a.) he is engaged and b.) I am SIXTEEN and c.) I don't NEED to use ANY KIND of sexual message to get ANYWHERE and D.) I'm not even sexy! &lt;br /&gt;Gosh! Friggin idiots.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the airport found my new old cell phone (its new cause I brought it back from Texas, old because its my same #)&lt;br /&gt;What a day.</content>
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    <title>That's Just Plane Insanity.</title>
    <published>2004-09-20T02:38:03Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-20T02:38:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sometimes I really do think I'm the funniest person in the world. On the plane back, this woman beside me was being SOOO NOSY. So I fucked with her quite a bit. Call me for a detailed description, because I don't want to ruin my masterful impersonation WITH detailed picture props used in the ACTUAL event. But, god it was funny. I don't think I've ever looked so lunatic, in my whole life. &lt;br /&gt;ACL was splendid, saying goodbye was no fun. Modest Mouse played the same set, I just have to let go of my fanaticism. They will never be "old" Modest Mouse. &lt;br /&gt;No, I didn't get anyone presents. I have no money.</content>
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    <title>albinohippy @ 2004-09-18T14:36:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-18T18:36:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-18T18:36:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Everyone who reads my livejournal within the next 6 hours will find themselves in luck, because I just so happened to chack my mail and find that ACL, the concert I'm going to tonight is going to be broadcasted live on YAHOO, just click the top and you can hear what I'm hearing. Right now I'm listening to The Soundtrack of Our Lives, which i would be SEEING LIVE, but my ride is women who prefer to "relax" anyway go here and listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://launch.yahoo.com/promos/austincitylimits/default.asp"&gt;http://launch.yahoo.com/promos/austincitylimits/default.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dashboard is at 7&lt;br /&gt;Pixies at 9&lt;br /&gt;Howie Day is at 4&lt;br /&gt;The only band can't hear is Modest Mouse, not that you would be able to anyway because people scream the whole show, I'm serious it's INSANE. I might get mobbed.</content>
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    <title>Curious George....Got Kilt.</title>
    <published>2004-09-18T17:21:15Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-18T17:21:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">FILL IT OUT BITCHES...or it will be a personal reflection on you ;resulting in the end of our friendship...oh I'm serious. START A TYPIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who are you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Are we friends? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When and how did we meet? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you have a crush on me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would you kiss me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Describe me in one word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What was your first impression? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you still think that way about me now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What reminds you of me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. If you could give me anything what would it be? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How well do you know me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. When's the last time you saw me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Are you going to put this on your blog and see what I say about you?</content>
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    <title>albinohippy @ 2004-09-18T02:09:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-18T06:04:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-18T06:04:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Doin' The Cockroach....YEAH!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">H.O.L.Y   S.H.I.T!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I saw Modest Mouse bitches!! Well, saw them for 15 minutes and then heard them really well. FOR FREE. It's called standing on the sidewalk right next to an outdoor concert. I actually had the eqivilent of a BACKSTAGE view and I was literally 20 feet behind the lead singer who had on a crazy ass bird mask. But then Mr.Yuppie who manages Stubbs came out and was like what the hell! Get off the sidewalk none of you paid and this one dude was like "fuck you mannn! the fucking concert is fucking sold out! who the fuck are we hurting?" and then Mr.Yuppie told the bouncer to shut the door to backstage so we couldnt see anymore and everyone was like "fuck that!" and a couple of riots went down. One dude climbed a tree next to the stage and then climbed up on the 50 foot wall and no one even did anything. It was hilarious because I knew they were going to play Float On and they did, but it was at the wierdest time, like maybe the 4th song, so after some people left (fuckity fucktards) and BAM! they switched to authentic hyper Modest Mouse and played these all these unexpected songs and god, I feel so complete. &lt;br /&gt;DOIN THE COCKROACH was the best live song I've ever heard, so was Blame It on The Tetons and Wild Pack of Family Dogs. I called Landon during Bukowski but he couldn't hear. Oh well, I heard bitch. I HEARD I HEARD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST FULFILLED A LIFE GOAL!!!AHHHH!!!!AND I GET TO DO IT AGAIN TOMMOROW!!!</content>
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    <title>FUCK YOU STUBBS BBQ: FUCK YOU UP YOUR STUPID ASSES</title>
    <published>2004-09-17T23:27:28Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-17T23:27:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Modest Mouse, I'm torturing myself.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hmmp, I feel like a spoiled little BRAT right now but yet I also feel like ranting about the DUMBASS record store who gave my mom tickets for THE WRONG FUCKING SHOW, and Stubbs BBQ who "doesn't give refunds" OR exchanges because "modest mouse is sol out" so now my perfect Mosdest Mouse concert fantasy has been SHATTERED. I mean, I still get to see them at ACL tommorow but it's only AN HOUR and I predict rightfully that the will be playing to their shit shit teeny boppin audience not to fans which means only GOOD NEWS For people who love bad news, which are oook songs but I want to hear Trailer Trash and Wild Pack of Family Dogs and their less popular songs from Moon and ANt, and Lonesome Crowded West. I still get to see Critters Buggin and my mom agreed to take me a little early so I can try and sneak into Modest Mouse before the other show starts. But chances are slim. &lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I'm in Austin (duh) and it's pretty in an Italian looking hilly desert kind of way. I got a kickass shirt and CRAP loads of jewelry already. Oh, and this morning I got a groovy haircut and I look like the Tre Semme girl. Oooh lala.</content>
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    <title>Off To The Alamo</title>
    <published>2004-09-16T01:45:58Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-16T01:45:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My plane leaves at 8:30 I'm excited, particularly about modest mouse and seeing my doggie. &lt;br /&gt;I saw my Han and it was awesome, Madi too AND a pit stop at Jonathan's(who is most def. my best friend) &lt;br /&gt;Oh my, what an exciting day. I hope this fuckass hurricane doesnt ruin my flippin trip and I double hope I don't die. &lt;br /&gt;Now I jinxed the possibility of death because I mentioned it. Death death death on a plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all, cherish that. For it may be the last time. Shit watch me not even GO. Fuckity fuck the hurricane.</content>
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    <title>Memo: Fall Down...Check One: Yes/ No/ ?/ Dumbass</title>
    <published>2004-09-15T02:08:23Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-15T02:08:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dont Stop The BEat</lj:music>
    <content type="html">getBACKinYERcage: you precious boy you&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: -madame monjimbo&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: haha&lt;br /&gt;KillUglyFatKids: hahaahahha&lt;br /&gt;KillUglyFatKids: hey, dont mess with the jimbo&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: I LOVE the jimbo&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: haha&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: this girl&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: today came in late&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: and she fucking SLIPPED right at the entrance&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: and fell on her face&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: and madame monjimbo&lt;br /&gt;KillUglyFatKids: OH!HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: was like&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: oooooh non non&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: you precious fille&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: are you okay?&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: and she was like&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: "its REALLY SLIPPERY"&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: in upmost humiliation&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: and Monjimbo&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: she was like&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: ooooh non ill mop up dee puddle&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: and she did&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: WITH STUDENT HANDBOOKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;KillUglyFatKids: hahaha ah, she would. shes seriously the nicest teacher i ever had. i mean its kinda annoying, cuz shes always trying to instill her ethics in her classes. i mean, they are always admirable, but its hilaious.....HAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;KillUglyFatKids: hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: and people were like trying to stifle themselves&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: so I just said really loudly&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: "everyone just go ahead and laugh b/c come on....falling down is FUNNY"&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: and...they did&lt;br /&gt;KillUglyFatKids: hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: the end&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: except for "miss fally downy"&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: she cried (not really)&lt;br /&gt;KillUglyFatKids: do i know the girl?&lt;br /&gt;KillUglyFatKids: so i can go laugh at her&lt;br /&gt;KillUglyFatKids: justkiddin&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: hahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: miss fally downy&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: one point for me&lt;br /&gt;getBACKinYERcage: HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;KillUglyFatKids: haha ten points for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that when you fall down you should just make it an even BIGGER deal, and like scream "my leg, my leg!!!" or something equally funny because this produces good character. And makes you look like you MEANT to do it. I'm full of ideas. I'm full of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the highlight of my day. I looked up some hilarious pictures of "BRUNO" on Google.com for our math project. Landon threw away a perfectly good everything bagel with cream cheese and I'm still dwelling on it. I made made 3 mix CDs for Kesel, Boy and StupStup.</content>
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    <title>Max Drinks Andy's Manhood</title>
    <published>2004-09-12T18:39:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-12T18:39:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Carole King- Home Again</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I don't really feel like updating, but I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm infuriated at a certain comment on my livejournal, left by one of my best friends. Apparently, I don't have justification to cry, my life is one sided and bland. My feelings that I foolishly trusted some with are "blahblahblah." And I would sit here and complain and tell everyone exactly WHY I'm crying, but I feel that it would cheapen and dramatize the problems that are very real and hard to deal with, so I won't. I also feel I could retaliate, but I wouldn't do that because it's just not worth it. I don't want to start anything with anyone because its just fucking...pointless. But know, how much what you said, even if it was two damn sentences without harmful intentions, hurt me. Be careful about what you say to people in crucial places. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On happier occasions, I had a UBER fun time at both of yesterday's events. We dressed up in elaborate tacky costumes, Andrew was a baby, and Drama Boosters took our picture. Then at the lock-in we had midget wrestling/ ameboa wrestling and made Max drink Andy's "manhood" water with a Frito in it for a mere drink of the soft kind. Good times good times. It was wild. Max is my new best friend. I think thar distraction is somewhat of a manwhore and he was eaten alive on sight, so obviously, it was a pipe dream, like most plans of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had 3 hours of sleep in a 26 hour period and I'm slightly delirious (I'm seeing Care Bears haha Marky) and now I'm talking to David Nolan about patience and human instict and how near death experiences have the same characteristics as hallucinigens and it's all very interesting therefore, I do not want to end the convo even though I am seeing double. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basic Bam, I need one of dem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Moi</content>
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    <title>Bikers circle us in parking lot</title>
    <published>2004-09-11T04:32:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-11T04:32:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Busy with school, parental problems, play rehearsal; learning to act like a manic nympho, live journal bullshit amoungst others which I have'nt even read yet because surprisingly I don't give a shit, neglecting friends, neglecting family, somewhere in here I had some fun, withdrawal from a positive attitude.&lt;br /&gt;OKay, that sums up the time in between my last update and now. Which is a long period for me, the addict. Basically, I'm trying to stay occupied, so I don't think about the things that would technically be "healthy" to express to others who could "help" me. &lt;br /&gt;Picnic in the Parking Lot should be smashing, as should the UULockin, I'm mildly excited. attempted to go to A.A with Sara, Diana, Rebecca but decided against because a.)it looked obivous that we werent serious and b.)when we got to the church in the heart MINT HILL I was surrounded by couples in trucks and fucking bikers like 12 of them circling us. Dippy dooo dah. Dippity day.  Rebecca is home. We hung out tonight, and saw Maggie and Elizabeth, it was awesome, new faces are fun. &lt;br /&gt;I need a distraction, think I have someone in mind, no...another someone. To distract me from the real someone. I am trying really really hard, but I'm not succeeding in convincing myself that it's meant to be. &lt;br /&gt;Is it? Who fucking knows? Regrets regrets. Just waiting for the decisions I make today to come and hit me in the face tommorow. BAM! That was for Ben. The "bam" I mean. &lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired. I can't believe I'm havent convinced myself I'm dying yet considering last year I was "sick" 2 out of every five days. &lt;br /&gt;I feel like the shittiest person ever because I haven't even called Han to tell her whats going on. She has to read this vague ass journal and I know it kills her and I'm so fucking sorry for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying guys, I'm trying. Just note that my priorites arent priorities at all, but random events that throw themselves my way. Sorry to all for being a wierd ass version of Hannah, especially this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Get you act together&lt;br /&gt;Get your shit togetherr."&lt;br /&gt;-Modest Mouse.</content>
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    <title>Reinactment in the Rain</title>
    <published>2004-09-07T21:14:03Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-07T21:14:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dont Let It Bring You Down</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Everything after school was cancelled. Because...&lt;br /&gt;If you looked outside at exactly 2:26ish you would see that it was pouring. And I think we all know what I do in the rain. Have sex. No. Not really. &lt;br /&gt;But I would, if given the chance. Any takers?&lt;br /&gt;Andrew and I ran to the car only to see Kesel and Landon running away from us, so we sit in the car and wonder what the hell they are doing when they run back up the ghetto ass hill soaked and they were saying "we just screamed, we just screamed! like Garden State!" so I shreik in delight and beg Andrew to get out of the car so we can run up on the wall and do it again. So we all get out and Landon took my hand and we yelled at the top of our lungs. Not once, but twice. In front of so many people.  &lt;br /&gt;And I didn't even care that we looked like complete freaks, cause we REALLY did, more so to the people who hadnt seen the movie. I didn't care because it felt real and insane and good. &lt;br /&gt;Then I got full out super soaked and just ran through all the mud and flash flooding in the damn school parking lot, darting all the cars and just having childish, carefree fun. &lt;br /&gt;And just to top it all off. After getting lost downtown. We walk into Caribou to find Landon sitting there with a plastic trash bag on, beautiful and funny combined. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was super composed today. In case you were wondering. How the aftermath was handled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't let it bring you down&lt;br /&gt;It's only castles burning, &lt;br /&gt;Just find someone who's turning.&lt;br /&gt;And you will come around."&lt;br /&gt;-Neil Young</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Rejected</title>
    <published>2004-09-07T03:09:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-07T03:09:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"Thanks for presenting the situation smoothly"&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's me, I present everything smoothly. Little do you know that the front is paper thin, it covers up the gaps that I might have let you fall into. I'm really funny and cool. But I'll never be what you wanted, I can't give you what I don't have. But I can make a joke out of it. I can pretend it's okay. And I will. &lt;br /&gt;So I played some play some sad music, turned off the lights, and realized that this feeling was as familar as the ceiling above my head.  &lt;br /&gt;What am I doing wrong? &lt;br /&gt;Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting. That's the last time I make the first move. And my horoscope says:&lt;br /&gt;"Don't withdraw yourself, for you will suffer permanent consequences"&lt;br /&gt;Smile and laugh and FORGET. PAPER or PLASTIC? forwards or backwards? or standing still? &lt;br /&gt;Why the fuck am I not good enough for anyone? I'm so god damn tired of being the best friend. I want to be the desired, the loved, the WORTHY, the importance. &lt;br /&gt;I'm giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm so hard to handle, I'm selfish and I'm sad.&lt;br /&gt;Now I've gone and lost the best baby that I ever had.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I wish I had a river,&lt;br /&gt;I could skate away on."&lt;br /&gt;-Joni Mitchell</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Open Tha DOA' Get on tha FLOA! everybody walk tha dinosauo!</title>
    <published>2004-09-05T15:19:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-05T15:19:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Blue- Joni Mitchell</lj:music>
    <content type="html">sweet fate agreed with me. im at rebeccas. we were quite the drunk last night. "a"boy and "r"girl made a big no no that involved drunken messages on someones machine and now hannah says "oh shit," 
damnit, yes they told that someone that I liked him, and it's very sad because I was going to make him a "I've desperately trying to tell you that I'm...madly in love with you."...MIX TAPE...for his birthday. haha no just kidding. But I DID want to tell him MYSELF. oh well, whats done is done. 
I won the ultimate self bet yesterday because I got to go here. and my dad didnt even CALL and check up on me. haha scorrre. 
I REALLY miss my Han. Her and her damn quality family time and rules always taking up our potential fun.
In other news, J.T succeeded in acheiving a lifelong goal yesterday which involved lot's of hot sex with her soul mate. Guitar playing, nudity, the works. I'm really happy for her. 
I'm hungry. We are going to the Pancake House, so I can be tortured by the smells of food I can't afford...cause I have 16 cents to my name....damn NODA temptations...like...TicTacs of course.</content>
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    <title>Just ONE Night of Crazy. Just Give Me This.</title>
    <published>2004-09-04T22:18:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-04T22:18:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I WANT TO GO TO REBECCA'S! We already completed our checklist. I'll die if my dad won't let me go...&lt;br /&gt;we went to NoDa, Andrew can come, Coles is coming. It's not fair. We are going to have such a blast. &lt;br /&gt;IF...I can go.&lt;br /&gt;Oh the anticipation of getting permission to indulge in activities that are no no's. COME ON COME ON! don't let me down oh sweet fate of mine.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>The Good Times Are Killing Me</title>
    <published>2004-09-04T03:33:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-04T22:12:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Groove Riot (which Rebecca has too!)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Tonight was probably the best night I've had so far this year, Rebecca came home today and she picked me up and we went to Jack iN tha box. But the people were taking SOOOO long to take our order and Rebecca was like "hellooo?' and I was like ha, shut up! But then they took even LONGER so we started doing funny voices. Like Ralph saying "we're starvin'!" and then...came the independent talents. First I was like in this horrible "Irish" accent "Ar, In Iyraland this would nevah happen! we came to America to gets away from thee famine!" and then Rebecca said in this HILARIOUS cocky Brit accent "when Iiii was at Hahvard business school, no one was eva THIS late." oh my god. I LOST IT. I think it was the best imitation I 've ever heard. &lt;br /&gt;So then it was on ho to Bou and this weird ass piss drunk foreigner came up to me sitting alone and started whispering this gibberish and getting MAD cause I didnt understand. something about "I like your donut hole.." and I was fucking DUMBFOUNDED and just tried to ignore him right? Then Rebecca comes out, and he starts up again, like being all drunky and wet breathy, it was insane. So we are like "uhhhhhhh..." and he like leans into my ear and TRIES TO STICK HIS TONGUE IN IT! I swear so I like swerve away and it was so CREEPY. So he gets MAD! and I'm like can you please go away, and he repeats what I said in this men voice and the manager comes over and it was all just nerve racking. thats my story. andrew and that other boy I know (haha I did that to piss you off) met us and it was a blast. I love them all so much. ok, that was the real end. goodnight.</content>
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    <title>Where Have All The Cowboys Gone-onn onnn?</title>
    <published>2004-09-03T22:57:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-03T22:57:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>random ass CD I found, it's damn good</lj:music>
    <content type="html">David was in front of us in the turning left lane and I was you know, flipping him off and such which I did repeatedly for about a mile, then I was looking for something on the floor and didn't see him turn but there was a car ahead of us that looked like his, so we pulled up and I was already prepared to flip him off again, when to my surprise I realized it was an old lady. madness I tell ya, madness. poor old lady. she shouldnt drive if she doesnt want to be flipped off!&lt;br /&gt;I have gone to Caribou every single day since school started with the exception of one. that is a little obsessive, a lot obsessive. i mean, i just got there to smoke. so techincally, its not like...i heart coffee 24/7. &lt;br /&gt;i was going to hang out with stacey p, we are friends again, but we switched to sunday, then hannah was going to come over but she couldnt, so now I should be cleaning my room, so I can go out with Grace and Koichi and Ben, but I'm not. and at this very minute the renta are at costco, buying bullshit in bulk. hurry hannah, hurry. &lt;br /&gt;reuben your numnber is "off or out of the service area" so FIX IT BITCH! i'm having a poetry streak right now, and that's good because, poetry is...poetic. oh yeah quote THAT! bitches. &lt;br /&gt;landon keeps making these remarks suggesting I like andrew more, and it's such bullshit cause I seriously love them both the exact same amount. oh, those boys. they are so...funny. "not funny haha funny queer."&lt;br /&gt;haha SLINGBLADE! what an outrageous movie, I have an unnatural passion for it. &lt;br /&gt;I rented In America and I must say it's in my top ten. well-made, well-written, well-shot. four stars. bravo. says Hannah Ebert. &lt;br /&gt;AUSTIN IS HOME...I actually saw him for a WHOLE five minutes. score!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, time for cinderella to getsa cleanin' befo' da masta's getsa home.</content>
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    <title>BamBOOZLE</title>
    <published>2004-09-02T19:55:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-02T19:55:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>never ending math equation</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I feel bamboozled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what this means. I just made it up. It's now the word used to express emotions all at once. I feel like crying because I like someone and I feel like laughing because Andrew says funny things sometimes that follow me home and cheer me up and I feel like yelling...for no particular reason...just they did it in Garden State...so therefore, why not? and I feel like working to improve my run-on sentences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam made fun of my poem. Not surprising. I apologized to Nick, never thought I'd see the day, now we are "attempting a friendship." I miss Rebecca, I'm sorry she is rooming with a lezzie feminist who walks around naked. &lt;br /&gt;My phone is getting disconnected, I can't pay my bill. the Fall Ball is the same night as Yonder Mountain, disappointing, cause I hate decisions. max+ben+koichi and I put some random ass note in someone's church reminder that said:&lt;br /&gt;YOU WON!!! please contact us to recieve your prize! &lt;br /&gt;and on the back it said in the corner all small "offff....NUTHIN!"&lt;br /&gt;we are lame and fun, for everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's always just been ME, or if things are really changing. But there are points where I feel like everyone will eventually turn gay or that everyone will start doing shrooms all the time. I mean, I guess it's just becoming apparent, but it just makes me wonder if I'm changing or it the times are changing. Maybe both? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to DRIVE, I want to go on DATES, where is my 1980s movie life? damnit! TELL ME! I'm going to make like Reuben and quit smoking, but only if he agrees to be my sponsor. &lt;br /&gt;It's a nasty habit, sometimes I like look down at that brown leaky tar and I'm like....what the hell am I doing? But I keep a puffin just the same. cause that's what good girl scouts do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, I don't know where that came from.</content>
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