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I dream in skinscented sentences.: October 2004
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I dream in skinscented sentences. Thursday, October 28, 2004. I can't say that I'm really that surprised. But I'm starting to feel a little ill. Posted by bailee. at 4:05 PM. Tuesday, October 26, 2004. Again with the stomping of the feet. So, I realize I've jumped on the bandwagon a little late here with the whole "blogging" thing. I tried a. Listed to the right of this post are so side-achingly funny at times, and I want to reach that level, if at all possible. Why would she ask me that? Last night....
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I dream in skinscented sentences.: April 2005
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I dream in skinscented sentences. Sunday, April 17, 2005. I'm so going to blog this. I've never fainted before. I remember when I was a kid, and we would do that fucked up thing where you choke each other until you get all light headed.my friends would fall over and say that they'd lost conciousness, but it never happened to me- things just got a little fuzzy and dark. I started thinking about how much I liked that movie and how much I like Ben Shenkman. Posted by bailee. at 11:34 AM. Anatomy of a breakup.
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I dream in skinscented sentences.: December 2004
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I dream in skinscented sentences. Wednesday, December 15, 2004. Being in a band automatically ups the cuteness quotient. Last night my friend Marcy and I saw Slender Means. We stood right up front so Marcy could dance and sing along, and I had flashbacks to the days of *bess. Posted by bailee. at 4:30 PM. Sunday, December 12, 2004. Whenever I list something on eBay and it doesnt sell, I feel this overwhelming sense of failure. My life is a perpetual episode of "The King of Queens.". The bottles are white.
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I dream in skinscented sentences.: May 2005
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I dream in skinscented sentences. Sunday, May 22, 2005. I ain't no hollaback girl. My home pc is fried, and i've actually been trying to work when i'm at work so no posting for bailee for a month! But now i'm housesitting for marsea while she's in the bahamas, so i have internet access and white cat hair on all my black clothing. awesome. I've been boycotting the bars and the culture that goes with them.baileefest 2005 was a little out of control. you can see evidence here. My pupils are wormholes.
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I dream in skinscented sentences.: February 2005
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I dream in skinscented sentences. Friday, February 25, 2005. Shit yeah. i love these things. What Classic Pin-Up Are You? Brought to you by Quizilla. Posted by bailee. at 2:49 PM. Saturday, February 19, 2005. I like to feel sorry for myself. I just bought another pair of shoes that I don't need. I bought a pair of somewhat-limited edition Chuck Taylors. 2 weeks ago that I still haven't worn, but yet I go out and buy these. Posted by bailee. at 2:55 PM. Thursday, February 17, 2005. People always tend to s...
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I dream in skinscented sentences.: August 2005
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I dream in skinscented sentences. Thursday, August 18, 2005. Last night sitting at the Cha Cha with Ahe. I had the worst case of deja vu EVER. And it had to do with the fact that I was talking about my job, looking at this pretty, somewhat new face, and wearing an uber-lowcut shirt and being all self-conscious about it. Like, I seriously had dreamt that situation before. A whole fried fish (which I ate the tongue out of). Daikon and fish salad. Cod and daikon in fish broth. Except, grunge was over like 1...
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I dream in skinscented sentences.: June 2005
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I dream in skinscented sentences. Tuesday, June 14, 2005. I have no internet access. Except at work. so until i do something about that, limited posting for me. And i've been making friends everywhere i go and just all in all having a wonderful life. i was in LA over the weekend and everyone told me i was glowing. life is good. Posted by bailee. at 2:49 PM. My pupils are wormholes. A home at the end of the world. You got a four? I have no internet access. I aint no hollaback girl.
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I dream in skinscented sentences.: July 2005
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I dream in skinscented sentences. Thursday, July 28, 2005. Posted by bailee. at 9:30 AM. Monday, July 11, 2005. I've been drinking a lot less lately, which is having a marked effect on my sleeping patterns. Firstly, it's much more apparent to me that I'm sleeping alone when I'm sober. Something I need to get used to. Secondly, my dreams have been much more vivid and intense. I even remember most of them. Thursday night I fell asleep reading The Dirt. Mon, 11 Jul 2005 09:25:18 -0700. Vision and then every...
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I dream in skinscented sentences.: March 2005
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I dream in skinscented sentences. Thursday, March 17, 2005. The apocolypse is nigh. we shall all be smote from on high. And has anyone seen Lost Highway. Because if Robert Blake's jury had, they would have seen him at his absolute creepiest, and convicted him based solely on that performance. There's no way that guy's not guilty. Posted by bailee. at 1:41 PM. Tuesday, March 15, 2005. This and the following pic have been my social life the past few weeks, and i like it. Posted by bailee. at 6:38 PM. Moral...
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I dream in skinscented sentences.: January 2005
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I dream in skinscented sentences. Monday, January 31, 2005. I won't give Calvin Klein free advertising by naming this post Obsession. Yummy It's weird how music makes me feel so connected to people. You could be Bush's #1 supporter, but you say you listen to Handsome Boy Modeling School. On another musical note (it's either C-flat or B-sharp, I can't remember which), listening to The Mars Volta. Makes my heart break and my loins tingle. The worst part is is that we'll probably end up doing it. My pupils ...