god sometimes i feel so dorky on the phone (since when did people get so comfortable with such impersonal encounters?) during the awkward pauses and no jokes and unibrows
[i just called sara on the phone and she kept asking why i was laughing at everything [it was making her laugh too, which was a nice sound to hear. making people laugh for no reason is something i've come to like doing. i think it's why creatures like me so much] and i realized that i laugh at absolutely EVERYTHING, sometimes even for no reason. it's partially a defense mechanism, but to be honest with you, it's only a defense against total frowntowns] {note: she made a pretty good point about never hearing anyone ever say they were leaving california for good rather than going to california and having an adventure. i mean ill be back {i really do love it in a way. i also love the squiggly parenthesis if you couldn't tell already by their overabundant use in journal entries. what's the difference between the different shapes anyway??}])/*

and since you're not picking up the PHONE miss teresa b, i'll have to assume you're out with lord chappington courting some sort of nuptial BATTLEGROUND (whatever that means). i am absolutely terrified of your answering machine beeping and telling me in cryptic monotonous jest, "VOICE MAIL BOX FULL *scary inhuman computer noises*". and then he fucking HANGS UP on me! what a terrible boyfriend

cauliflower, oh cauliflower i miss you
(i thought it was appropriate with that white dress im always imagining you in [ as if you wear it every day, especially to sleep. okay now im thinking of that cupcake bra {eMbaRr[gRrr tigerr]asSinGG})
you have to understand my dear,
your spirit fills my heart all day, and when the goodbyes come full circle i am filled with bitterness and sadness and think about how im such a big phony (ive been surrounded by family a lot lately and feeling that fourteen year old spirit shout out, "I'M STRESSSIN OUUUUUUT!! BAAAAAH) when talking on the phone like that. our conversations make me happy though,

which other beauty has the courage to tell my best friend he talks like a GIRL ? ? -

(GEORGE and DOM are driving, smoking a "california blunt" (i really thought it was cute and funny when people in Manitoba called it that) and listening to local r&b. TERESA calls and )

GEORGE
hello? oh hi muffinpop

TERESA
hello! how was your day, did you do anything interesting?

GEORGE
*tries to think of something interesting, but really he had just spent some time with DOM and FRIENDS and FAMILY because he's leaving so soon ("BOLD!"-sara)*
oh, i've been okay, i've just been- *distracted by DOM talking loudly on HIS phone all of a sudden*

DOM
*on the phone with MAUREEN*
PHILADELPHIA is NOT a STATE, oh my GOD, are you SERIOUS??

TERESA
who is that? is that a girl or something?

GEORGE
*laughs*
it's dom!

TERESA
*laughs too a bit*
tell him he talks like a girl sometimes

GEORGE
okay. *to dom* TERESA SAYS YOU-

TERESA
NO!! *giggling and backing down a bit* don't tell him that!!

GEORGE
what?? *talks loudly into the phone joking around as if he can't hear her* you want me to tell him?

TERESA
NOooo!

GEORGE
okay okay i won't.

TERESA
OKAY TELL HIM ALREADY! *

GEORGE
okay!
HEY DOM! TERESA SAYS YOU TALK LIKE A GIRL SOMETIMES

TERESA
GEORGE!! YOU WEREN'T REALLY SUPPOSED TO!!

DOM
*laughing*
what? i sound like a girl all the time!

GEORGE
*laughs* (to teresa) he said he sounds like a girl all the time

TERESA
*laughs* then he knows!

GEORGE
yeah, we've always known

MAUREEN
*yapping loudly but innocently*
FLORIDA MANGOES ARE THE BEST SOURCE OF CALCIUM D EVER!! SPORANIC RABATOBIC WYLENOL IS MY PROGAGONIST (in MY LatEST NOBEL [novel]) ARE YOU AND GEORGE FUCKING YET? ? ? ? ? ??







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luv u luvbunny (my aunt saw the pictures you drew of me as a raccoon and you as a bunny and she said she likes you so much already because of how you said you wanted to stay home and be a baby forever. she also liked the bear and rabbit stickers depicting sex.


*in front of LIZ and I*

JACQUELINE (aunt)
she's SO sweet! and i saw you as a bear and her *gives me the old elbow*. you must be a FANTASTIC lover EH??

LIZ
UMMMM O____O

GEORGE
YEAH uh

JACQUELINE
*laughs like a maniac*

GEORGE AND LIZ *creeped the hell out by family suddenly opening up expeditiously {or in other words, constantly bombarding us with stories of their sex lives since we're older and more mature. i don't think anyone is ever mature enough to talk about sex [out of NOWHERE] with family}*
GOTTA GO! BYE

i just wanted to clear up (because i don't want anyone to worry is all) that the previous post didn't mean "i'm going to kill msymelf1 AGGH", i was just reading over someone else's journal and that was the general consensus i was getting from it.

on a side note,
i'm finalizing the plans for this vacation and having a lot on my mind right now. so i should probably get that done because i can't afford any more delay! (anastasia made a good point about how you shouldn't overuse exclamation points so i think i should stop doing that. i remember i turned in an entire essay in high school using exclamation points after EVERY sentence and i got a 7/9 on it or something. and BY THE WAY, who the hell invented that grading system anyway?)

powwowpow
(three weeks in winnipeg?
those unicorns are going to give me a boatload of inspiration so i don't mind. and claire and i are going to roll around in the pastures so
[claire is a stuffed sheep that i got teresa for easter. when you squeeze her ear she makes "baa" sounds]

-george

i always thought it was funny when people would say things like "YOU DON'T HAVE IT IN YOU!" or "THEY ONLY WANT ATTENTION JUST IGNORE THEM!!" when discussing someone who was contemplating suicide. i was never in these discussions because i always understood depression, and i always laughed in the back of my mind thinking, "what are these people trying to DO, exactly?"