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Monday, January 23, 2006

wow, this is the first time i've been home long enough to post anything. for the past 2 or 3 weeks, however long it's been (i have no sense of time), i haven't been home for longer then an hour. i'm not bragging but the past weeks have been spent literally high all the time. i got my haircut finally, and the guy that cuts my hair called kenna and i crackheads; so that was nice.

i feel bad b/c i haven't talked to christina in so long, and i haven't seen my mom in so long. i think it's better that i not see my mom so much, keeps our relationship in better check.

attack of the ice bots!

i have better shoes then you.

goddamn i have nothing worth saying on here. the funniest thing i've (probably) ever heard was megan asking krista

"can you see the football in my mouth? can you smell it's pigskin?"

that's how you know your life is kinda shitty, when you have to be high all the time and shit like that is funny.

shaina loves the jews at;
1:14 PM

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a picture of me.

my name is shaina and i will eat your children.

i eat sultry roasted homo sapien flesh on a daily basis, only to purge it into a rusty bucket in a matter of minutes and feed it to the dogs.

i'm in the pomeranian fur trading business with crack dealers in newark.

i am happy. i am with someone who makes me feel amazing, who i love more than i thought you could love someone. it is fucking awesome. i love my life.

also, i like to laugh. it keeps me from killing people.

my blogger profile
oh look, it's a myspace.

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the six degrees of seperation from kevin bacon.
planet brenda.
spitonastranger.
bobby burgess.
buddyhead.
demon baby.
stephanie sparer (has no life).
everything is dumb v3.

if you're going to do drugs get educated and be safe.

eyeball kid.
the heirophant.

i hope my future boyfriend looks like this.

blogger, my love.

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