Wednesday, September 29, 2004

So I've decided that this is way too much of a hassle to keep doing. Instead my brilliant works of genious shall only be found on LiveJournal, user name: elci. I find that actually trying to maintain a semi-real webpage requires way too much time & effort. Thus, may I direct you to this page's title: Lazy & Poor.

So fairwell, blogspot. You were ... well, sometimes pissy to me ... but mostly ok. I can't say I'll miss you. Oh, PS, anyone know how to fix my digital camera? I don't know what's wrong with it. It's quite possible that I just need to recharge the batteries. Oh, and for those who keep asking, yes, I could live perfectly fine without internet as I continue to not have any in my apartmemt.

PPS, Halloween party the 29th (Friday before) by invite only. So don't ask me because I might say no, but just be aware that I may ask you.

later days

Thursday, June 17, 2004

Woot. I LJed it up. Hi, if you were Anonymous in my last blog comment thingy, could you tell me who you are? Thanks. Here's something funny from Adrian's LJ:

"when we were unpacking some of her stuff on friday night, she pulls the cutest little pink choker out of a box. the next thing she pulled out was a powerdrill. typical laura. lol."

Good times.

PS Erik is still wicked hot. As soon as my body adjusts to this new BC (LAME) I hope to hit it.
PPS yo I really need to get to the gym.

later days

Wednesday, June 09, 2004

WOOT!

Back in touch with Erik. Gonna see him next week. Hot. I'll be moved into my apartment by Sunday. Wicked hot. Adrian will be here when I get back. Uber hot. Team Satan will soon be reunitied. Too hot for words.

Man, I miss Camden waaaaaay too much. I am so PUMPED about Del coming to visit!!! He'll bring that aura of London with him! Niiiiice ...

So tomorrow me & Ants are gonna hit up the mall as soon as I get home. Then massive packing of my life will consume. I don't think 'consume' is the word I mean to use there. Oh well.

JUMP! For my love ...

Aww snap, Adrian is SO bringing alcohol with him. We'll have us a little party just for the sake of being in the same city again. Shit! I can't wait to party!!! Drew is tryingto pull one together for Friday night just so I can wear my PunkyFish shirt (the long-sleeved, basically backless one.) HOT!

Man I haven't had any action in soooooooo long. Whoever I get my hands on first is gonna walk away bruised, son. And I can hear Nika saying "As opposed to you waking up the next morning bruised?" and she'd have a point. Is it my fault I put so much passion into my dancing. Or, you know, making out.

Damn. Hey Nika, let's go get Bibimbab next week. That'd be hot.

later days

PS I laid down earlier because I had a headache and ended up passing out for 2 hours. Not cool.

Saturday, June 05, 2004

So hi. I have an apartment. Stay tuned for an apartment warming party announcement.

later days

Wednesday, June 02, 2004

Most gorgeous. sunset. ever.

Today was a day ... I woke up and went to the Palladium gym. Saw Danny. Didn't lift much because of the soreness left over from yesterday. Met with the guy on Broome St. Best place I've seen so far, but tomorrow I'm gonna see 1 or 2 other places, depending on when the mail gets here. The mail will have my license. My license = access to my Fleet account. Access = money. Hooray! So after the place I wasted time online until I got an LJ comment from Alena saying she was in Kimmel. So I ran over there and chilled with her & met her bff Kiwi. Then Brian joined us. Then we ran into Alice and that made me WICKED happy! Then we saw Alena's place at Palladium. Then me & Brian had dinner at Patsy's up here. Their Penne ala Vodka is the best thing ever.

Tonight I'm making phone calls. Tomorrow I'm getting my phone charger from Holly. Then the gym for a run. Then back here to shower & get my license. Then back down again to get money & the keys to look at a place on Thompson St. Then maybe a movie with Zagzag if he ever gets around to contacting me. I HATE it when boys are lame & don't initiate contact! They never fucking call or email or IM first! I do all the fucking work!

Anyhoo, wish me luck on these apartments tomorrow. Oh, also I'm gonna email Selina about volunteering this weekend.

later days

Tuesday, June 01, 2004

I'm staying in a fucking brownstone.

UWS, Brian's aunt's place. I'm on the top floor, across the hall from Brian. The room I'm staying in has it's own bathroom. This is nuts. The apartment hunt goes on. If I get nothing by this weekend, time to go back to a broker. Blah. But hey! They feed me here! I love it! Today I dragged my duffel up here (lots of hurt involved) then slept another 2 hours, then went for a run, then ate lunch (spare ribs! yummy!) then showered. Now I shall wait to hear from this guy about a place (LES.)

wish me luck!

later days

Sunday, May 30, 2004

Close, but no cookie

Adrian just almost got 3/4 of Team satan into an AIM chat, but Rehanna had been drinking so she signed off. And Alena doesn't AIM. I feel gurgly. I think it might be from eating too much pasta. Ouch. I hurt. In a bad way. Yes, it is totally possible to hurt in a good way. Like after an intense workout. Or all the falling it took before the landing of an intense jump combination. Or waking up and realizing your crotch is bruised from grinding so hard. Good hurt.

I digress. My point ... did I have one? Doubtful. I can't wait to sleep in a bed again. It will be the high point of my return to the states. Sure, I had a bed in Burlington, but other stuff got in the way of me enjoying my bed. Next time I enjoy that bed it'll be in my own fucking apartment with Adrian a room away and soon enough a hot guy will be in that bed with me, dammit.

I will make my dream a reality even if it stresses me so much my hair falls out. Or I cramp from eating too many carbohydrates. Or I spend entire days without setting foot outside.

I need help. I'm woman enough to admit I'd really like someone to help me through this. And no, not just in a food/money/fun way. In a good, hey I'm here for you, friend kind of way.

Help.

later days

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