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AURGH!!!
goddamn mail server is still down, as well as my site. going to have to start spamming support. goddamnit.

mimsies rocked, per usuale.
i love all the new stuff, especially dirty. it's very gyra-tious.
casey embarrased me fully with introductions from the stage. but she gave me the most AWESOME necklace that she made!! does her talent ever end????
i love being the merchandise whore.
thinking about going to lake havasu with them.
if i can get a babysitter in phoenix (hint hint!!)

to do list for todday:
go to trader joe's, buy them out of everything since WE HAVE A FRIDGE. yessss.
go to show id (i HATE things being on my todo list for 3 days in a row!!!)
figure out something to do with catbox since it rained last night (ewwww)
go to sherman oaks to take bryan les and casey some boxes and tea
go to swanky jewelry party with casey and les
transfer books email to hotmail
spam ireg support
uuuhhhh....

met a girl last night whose mom and grandma are from the same impossibly tiny town in oklahoma my mom and grandma are from. bryan wasn't kidding when he said the only place smaller than norman is hollywood.

can't wait for pretty ugly club next wednesday!!!!!!

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seriously, bryanbreakfast is way over the whole lj thing. he makes fun of me, his wife, and case for being on it and talking about it and sharing our secrets on it.

please please go to his journal and leave a comment. any comment! but something along the lines of "lj rocks, you fool!" would be great. go ahead. copypaste and click.

c'mon, please.

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i am starting to become self-conscious about what i post. whether this is from being teased or from meeting someone who had read my journal (hi, tate!)or what, i don't know.
i am now starting to question
who really fucking cares, mandy?
now, really.

i will say that hanging out at the mimsies' place is cozy and family-like.

going to make a boring dinner and watch boring television while i reinstall photoshop. if all goes well, i'll have some piccys to post.

sam got done recording bb king.
he forgot to take the bigraphy i had of him to get it signed. at one point, i could have driven over there with the book and gotten a pic of the kid with bb king! but, alas, i suck. and i didn't.

eh.

busted!

my kid: "i need to eat chicken to get big and strong."

me: "oh, really? and who told you that?"

my kid: "uncle matt"

grrr.