tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332538552009-10-16T18:58:12.316-07:00just a girl finally realizing that the world does not revolve around her and that everything isn't always about her, who's documenting her important and sometimes irrelevant thoughts just for kicks.panache*http://www.blogger.com/profile/17678805375006975942noreply@blogger.comBlogger104125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33253855.post-53625717138286082192008-01-20T12:43:00.000-07:002008-01-20T12:51:29.367-07:00

here.here........and here...and back to here.....

panache*http://www.blogger.com/profile/17678805375006975942noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33253855.post-74340270656521739962007-05-22T05:57:00.000-07:002007-05-22T21:28:29.482-07:00

i woke up this morning and the tv was on and some guy mentioned that he had been obsessed with vintage cars(hello..) and had joined a car club.i was in car club back in the day(and no im not gonna tell you which one i was in...ha..that shits too personal.) but yeah this made me track back to i think ....1990...damm those were the days....lol...crenshaw was/is like one of the spots that you had ta

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was yelled out to me from across the street on friday.....damn i kinda miss that that typa shit although i abolutly hated that shit when i residing in l.a.friday was a damn busy ass day. and i received slightly a bit more attention than i usually would have....could have been that i don't get out that often...submittable to this kind of attention....but it felt good. even though the dudes in az

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well i did it....the only person that had read this blog from start to finish(other than my sister) was just deleted from reading it he doesn't know yet and prolly won't even notice....it was good while it lasted....

panache*http://www.blogger.com/profile/17678805375006975942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33253855.post-61111245996802108902007-04-11T21:40:00.000-07:002007-04-11T21:47:31.467-07:00

panache*http://www.blogger.com/profile/17678805375006975942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33253855.post-51064660277591091492007-04-09T20:36:00.000-07:002007-04-10T07:08:21.141-07:00

ain't you glad that you didn't respond? kim?hell yeah..that shit wasnt even for me.assumptionsmiss lead but clearly my fault for reading in shit to deeply....i always read in shit deeply miss accusations.....and other shit too much time and wastin it on others...lol yeess...im clearly talking to myself but you gotta talk to yourself to know yourself

panache*http://www.blogger.com/profile/17678805375006975942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33253855.post-49622927551781768842007-04-08T14:58:00.000-07:002007-04-15T23:36:10.562-07:00

on the cheek. on the lips. on their neck. in my room. in their room. of the opposite sex. of the same sex. a little younger than me. a little older than me. who was a complete stranger. shorter than me. with facial hair. with curly hair. who was drunk. while i was drunk. who was going out with someone else. while i was going out with someone else. who i didn't want to kiss. right after i kissed

panache*http://www.blogger.com/profile/17678805375006975942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33253855.post-82811264248169825852007-04-08T05:04:00.000-07:002007-04-08T12:15:05.193-07:00

im ready to hear that voice of yours....but surprise me....so dont just like call like whenever you get this message....call.....when your thinkin about me...you still have my number right?

panache*http://www.blogger.com/profile/17678805375006975942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33253855.post-35558242775257757642007-04-06T19:11:00.000-07:002007-04-08T12:03:50.829-07:00

...this is the time to hit the huntington library...or maybe give it....uhhhh?? 2 or 3 more weeks or so...this was the distraction that i was fighting all day today... there are just somethings i miss livin in l.a.....this place (the huntington library)...walkin down melrose/rodeo/venice---pick one...the muslims slingin bean pies off of crenshaw/king.... random bbq's, get togethers with home-made

panache*http://www.blogger.com/profile/17678805375006975942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33253855.post-32560733657328658372007-04-05T20:29:00.000-07:002007-04-05T23:16:00.406-07:00

*TIMES OUT for cookin. i tend to make large elaborate meals and me being the left over snob that i am will leave that shit in the frig till the shits fermenting.(imma day or two typa leftover eater no more than that)... so trader joes is now my best friend--they make reasonable sized ethnic-ee sized portions for one.yeah.*i also found out that i am not a im typer ...hey, yes i work with my hands

panache*http://www.blogger.com/profile/17678805375006975942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33253855.post-61883340266182049582007-04-03T22:38:00.000-07:002007-04-05T22:42:13.573-07:00

(1) my parents are getting old...i worry more about them than i ever did in life...mostly my dad, he has this coughing /clearing out his throat type of thing going on that i had noticed i guess two years ago...im a worrier(as some people know..lol) and i am starting to watch for it every time i see him.(yet i'm starting to notice)(2) im changing my name...(gradually) i had been contemplating this

panache*http://www.blogger.com/profile/17678805375006975942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33253855.post-52701196287159484242007-03-28T17:04:00.000-07:002007-03-31T17:00:36.102-07:00

have you ever forgotten what you wanted to blog about in the time span of turning on your computer turning off your aim and waitng for shit to churn up????i do---all the time...could be that i've had a drink and was watching friends at the time and i got side tracked..now im trying to sift thu my brain files trying to pick the right melian folder....eeeeeeeeee.all i know is, that i was down today

panache*http://www.blogger.com/profile/17678805375006975942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33253855.post-68398308388367573882007-03-26T19:34:00.000-07:002008-01-20T12:31:17.655-07:00

*note: started this one on another entry...but that isnt where i was going with this entry.....i wanna talk about sexuality.im honing on mines forealz.....more like excepting that i'm sexy and can be sexy and intelligent...^^^this ideal in its self, i had been fighting with myself for years. a friend of mine and i had a HUGE argument about me and my sexuality...(i eventually deleted him from my

panache*http://www.blogger.com/profile/17678805375006975942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33253855.post-36251728985686003882007-03-26T18:12:00.000-07:002007-03-28T07:19:36.854-07:00

so as i was on the start of my happy birthday medley to my lil sister... i had stopped short when i realized the actual day that it was.....which means that mine is 7 days away.....eeeeeeee.- i can remember when my mom was pregnant with my little sis, the doc predicted that she would give birth around april 2. i was so stoked for a minute--that meant we were going to share birthdays, as the

panache*http://www.blogger.com/profile/17678805375006975942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33253855.post-23681967760750150612007-03-17T12:24:00.000-07:002007-04-07T06:44:38.214-07:00

that's what happen to me......went blank...and i got all weird and shit???felt like i had teleported right back to high school with my goofy ass shyness...ugh? or like i had fell into some shit that would only happen in some hugh grant flick...you know the one where shes head over heels for some dude but ends up doing the stupidest things around him that leads her to utter and total embarrassment

panache*http://www.blogger.com/profile/17678805375006975942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33253855.post-85450800138865747612007-03-16T05:04:00.000-07:002007-03-18T04:09:51.111-07:00

i wanna talk more about the first dude i met on line...there is some mental shit that goes on when meeting people online....you kinda go in your head a lil bit and sometimes you'll be thinking one thing when in actually it's another......like paranoia after smokin a spliff...loli met this guy through myspace(who hasn't) and i can't remember what trail i went thru to click on his page....maybe j

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they finally have the drywall in and spackling at this point...my dad is a builder to the heart. whenever he saw ANY type of construction being done he'd slow the car down cock his head out of the window squinting above his glasses just to get a good look at things...time was never an issue with him...sometimes he would pull over to look into the peep holes just to get a better look and explain

panache*http://www.blogger.com/profile/17678805375006975942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33253855.post-60134819606747599122007-03-09T19:56:00.001-07:002008-01-20T12:34:50.561-07:00

fin...........

panache*http://www.blogger.com/profile/17678805375006975942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33253855.post-34109623682834581132007-03-07T15:16:00.000-07:002007-04-14T07:03:35.602-07:00

.....and im afraid i would have set myself up for failure.a couple of past post i had been gripping about "my routine" with men and how i will always choose the most unavailable ones as stated in my "close pussy" entry yes, yes, yes...shits right vibes tight yada yada yada...and i also gotta a problem with the too's......-too far and too young... sHYiT. so get this---i have done myself one up

panache*http://www.blogger.com/profile/17678805375006975942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33253855.post-6973748281119556062007-03-04T13:13:00.000-07:002007-03-04T13:19:17.674-07:00

i dont know what is with me and the youtube videos but this one just made me cry...(adriming/seeing something that you just can't touch..)i get like that from time to, to time.

panache*http://www.blogger.com/profile/17678805375006975942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33253855.post-49484954285381973492007-02-25T14:02:00.000-07:002007-02-25T16:11:59.357-07:00

i can't wrap my mind around that whole way of thinking, ugh....talking to my friend micheal the other day i was probing him on whats some good shit to do around here and where to go in this godforsaken town...and so during the convo, i had dropped the "now, if we hangout i don't want to be causing static( yeah....i know 80's verbiage)with your girl or your wife and all--quote"....(pls note: i was

panache*http://www.blogger.com/profile/17678805375006975942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33253855.post-33517007876931783602007-02-25T12:38:00.000-07:002007-02-25T12:56:14.414-07:00

rethinking a way of life....

panache*http://www.blogger.com/profile/17678805375006975942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33253855.post-57470415024856180282007-02-17T08:15:00.000-07:002007-02-28T16:59:21.748-07:00

it's not always about what you know, but your ideals on a subject...to me that's better than having all the facts...ideals can create new facts and formulas......there would be no philosophers, artists, writers...etc. without the unknown.i love not knowing everything....i can see the beauty in it all.

panache*http://www.blogger.com/profile/17678805375006975942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33253855.post-46691928129259857352007-02-17T07:40:00.000-07:002007-02-28T17:01:08.040-07:00

i can't stand people who take over the whole conversation when there's a group.....makes me want to get the remote and push the off button, or walk away. i like to hear ideals from all people but if one person is dominating the whole conversation that's fucking annoying...unless that person has something interesting to say.....hmmmm, maybe the real problem is i don't like the person or their

panache*http://www.blogger.com/profile/17678805375006975942noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33253855.post-87489981377090173172007-02-16T20:47:00.000-07:002007-02-28T17:02:57.667-07:00

i'm just literally screwed.... i have a pattern...from what my sister says.this damn computer is fuckin me up...i meet guys that i clique with on the internet...(yes i have mentioned this before but i just feel like i need to reinstate it)......so shits good, vibes right. you know?and i end up getting hurt to what i call " close pussy"...that is where the dick decides the fate of a relationship..

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