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[29 Dec 2007|10:08pm] |
Hey, I'm home, and I'm not alone. Never alone, no, never alone. Come to Gainesville and see me. I'm at my happiest for sure. Sorry if you wanted to see me in NPR (not that I'm thinkin' so, seeing as my last post got only one response - though, to be true, I love you Timmy). Come and stay with me, for real, I'll make you breakfast - coffee and tofu scramble and waffles with anything you want in 'em (I find that banana and coconut are the best!).
I'm here, I'm here. I'm so happy, I'm here.
Forget NPR, what a cultureless, lonely wasteland! haha! Ha! hahahahaha!
Luvz,
Morgan
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[26 Dec 2007|12:30pm] |
I'm in NPR with a broken phone and no internet access save for my home computer which is constantly being swarmed with vikings or iroquois or something like that, y'know, Age of Empires III. Lil' bro might let me get on later though, so let me know if you want to hangggg 'cause otherwise I can't get a hold a' anyone.
P.S. Jamz, this means you.
P.P.S. Call my house if you're one of the four people outside of my immediate family who knows the number.
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| around the south in eight days |
[09 Nov 2007|04:56pm] |
This last week has been one of the bests ever. I've been in a car for about two whole days with my favorite friends, had coffee and French pastries in New Orleans, danced in cowgirl boots in Austin, saw Chan Marshall sing, danced to Diplo and Girltalk, laughed at how terrible Against Me! is now, watched Resident Evil on Telemundo, had breakfast at one pm at a vegetarian restaurant with fresh-squeezed orange juice, sang along to terrible radio stations, met Otis's mom, had coffee in an IHOP in Alabama where you can smoke inside, froze my feet off in chilly Gainesville air, aced a test or two and finally, finally, I feel like I'm at home.
See you tonight, Orlando!
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[17 Oct 2007|09:05pm] |
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O CURSE YOU, KING COBRA!
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| MONDAY MONDAY MONDAY |
[18 Aug 2007|10:16am] |
BREAKFAST IS CANCELED.
BREAKFAST IS CANCELED.
BREAKFAST IS CANCELED.
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[17 Aug 2007|10:46pm] |
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I've one more weekend before I move back to Gainesville. I work 9 hour days tomorrow and Sunday and really, I'm alright with that. This has been the most miserable summer of my life, worse than I could have ever imagined and I have a whole lot of forgetting to do before I can center myself and piece together my heart and pack up my toothbrush and all my books and records and finally go home!
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| MONDAY MONDAY MONDAY |
[17 Aug 2007|12:17am] |
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Realistically, please, who is coming over Monday morning?
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| MONDAY MONDAY MONDAY |
[14 Aug 2007|10:26pm] |
KYLE'S BIRTHDAY IS AUGUST 20th.
THAT IS A MONDAY.
THAT IS THIS COMING MONDAY.
Look how much fun he is!
If you are reading this then you are invited to a lovely and peaceful breakfast at my home lasting from 9 am to roughly 11am on that very day. This will also be my last day in New Port Richey. I am leaving for Gainesville following our breakfast-fest. Please come. Please come on time. I will make you food and coffee.
If you need directions or have any questions or anything call me, IM me, e-mail me or just leave a comment!
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[11 Aug 2007|12:31am] |
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I am pure pollen.
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[02 Aug 2007|12:50pm] |
Dear Recent Anonymous Commentator,
Thank you, and I won't.
Love,
Morgan
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[27 Jul 2007|01:04am] |
Tomorrow I'm moving all my stuffz into my apartment.
I'm not moving my body there until the 19th of August.
If you want me, come get me, I'm seriously free every night after seven and even some days for the whole day, just call.
luv,
Morgan
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[14 Jul 2007|11:14pm] |
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I gotta get out of here.
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[22 Jun 2007|12:05am] |
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I've been trying to teach myself to do things that are against my nature. The first of these things is that I am trying to learn to go days without washing my hair, but it's real hard for me. I'm also trying to learn to sleep on my back, which is even harder. I lay in bed at night with a greasy, sleepy head and a tired spine, begging for sleep but unwilling to turn over. After awhile I give in, telling myself that I'm getting better. I'm trying to get more flexible by breaking up my little habits. It's not easy. I figure, though, that if I can tear down these tiny roadblocks then I can make big changes in my life with a little more finesse. It breaks my heart to think that I'm always going to be the kind of grrl who breaks her own heart. My mother is especially concerned with all my honesty and, knowing I'm constantly preparing to break down in tears, told me it was an admirable quality - however - an inconvenient one. Apparently I'm supposed to ignore things that make me unhappy and never let anyone, especially not those close to me, know that I'm sad. Apparently if you seem to be happy, others assume you truly are and desire to get closer to you because of it. I think that sounds like a lot of mindgames and guessing. I guess this is what strong people do, and I guess most strong people are very good at lying, but I don't think I am either of those things.
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[18 Jun 2007|12:00am] |
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I realize now that the problem is: there's a whole lot of favoritism in my life and I'm really only ever on the edges of it.
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| "I see murals in the radio static and on yr blue, blue jeans" |
[04 Jun 2007|12:02am] |
Too much faith makes me feel unreal;
instead, i'll take a sunny afternoon and good book and get to feeling
like i was when i was young, when the clouds moved for me.
like they did when all you had to do was believe and keep yr own secrets
and write yr own lines, and trail along yr gratitude in the prints you left behind.
is the moon the same in Italy? can you see it like i can?
if you look up for the moon and she hides does that mean look harder or
are you just the unluckiest one?
if i could pick my planet, i'd rest my boots upon a star instead and
i'd stay warm all day and browse the travel brochures and choose
the perfect place to rest my head.
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| hi. |
[16 May 2007|10:00pm] |
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[14 May 2007|11:43pm] |
sometimes i'm so dramatic. i hope you all know i love you a lot.
this town isn't too bad, you just gotta know how to make her open up for you.
i'm sorry.
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[07 May 2007|11:07pm] |
I really like my life right now!
Let's make plans?
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[30 Apr 2007|09:13am] |
I'll be in the New ol' Port on the fourth. I hope she's still got some summer left in her, after the summer of 2005, I mostly thought we cleaned her out.
Help me make my summer reading list. I have a really boring job waiting for me.
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