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Wednesday, May 10th, 2006
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Saturday, January 21st, 2006
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People who get tagged need to write an LJ about their five quirky habits, as well as state this rule clearly. In the end you need to choose the next five people to be tagged.....shit.
1. i constantly clean under my fingernails with my other fingernails.
2. i feel like i have to wash my hands a lot. i got that one from my sister. damn.
3. i pretty much intimidate all the other guys at school to much....i shouldnt be so buff.
4. i have to have or know where my seal is before i go to sleep.
5. i create conversations with other people in my head that never happen.
i tag.
i think everyone i know has been tagged........
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Sunday, November 6th, 2005
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Monday, October 10th, 2005
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Friday, September 30th, 2005
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| Time: | 11:22 pm. |
| Mood: |  loved. |
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dear deanna,
i love you with all of my heart.
- love
Jeffrey
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Sunday, September 4th, 2005
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so...
i am basically in love.
with deanna lynn morgan.
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Wednesday, August 17th, 2005
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twelve pack of watermelon jones soda
double cheeser burger and hot n spicy mcchicken with barbeque sauce
thank you so much!
my baby is so amazing!
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my baby comes home today!!!
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| Time: | 11:11 am. |
| Mood: |  working. |
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dear jeffrey,
i miss you, baby. i can't wait to see you again. i really really hope i get to come home on the day that i was supposed to. i think if i missed any more time with you, i'd die. i love you very much. i hope we can talk on the phone soon. i also hope you don't get upset at me for updating your livejournal. you need to start again or something. you know you want to. yeah you do. i just wanted to update this & tell you that i love you & i miss you. i need my heart back. you're the most amazing boy i've ever met & i wouldn't trade you for the world. i'm glad we're dating again. i really hope it stays this way forever. i don't want to lose you again, ok? we'll try our hardest not to let it go. i adore you.
i love you always,
deanna
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Thursday, June 16th, 2005
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my computer is broken. i need to watch a porn called spiderbabe which is deanna's name, now.
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| Time: | 8:04 pm. |
| Mood: | SO HAPPY OMG. | | Music: | deannas beautiful voice. |
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dear jeffrey,
you should bring back your livejournal. b/c everyone knows that they miss it dearly. no really, we miss it dearly. i came over again. life is back to normal.
love,
deanna
ps-this is jeffrey now & i love everyone & i've decided to start updating again.
ok jk. that was me too. me as in deanna, not as in jeffrey.
but if i kill jeffrey with enough super punches to the arm he just might post an update in the next 30 years. look out for it ladies & gentlemen.
OK THIS IS JEFFREY & I LOVE YOU & THE DEVIL & DEANNA & MY MOMMY & PENIS
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Tuesday, August 31st, 2004
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goodbye. its been quite a ride. now its over.
the end.
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Sunday, August 29th, 2004
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fuck journals. you cant put shit in here. not without a million questions.
a demise of the least of kinds
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Friday, August 27th, 2004
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tonight was a great night. dancing in the sprinklers is fun. swinging is great. slides are fun. so is hearing the name "rhett causey" it just makes me laugh. "i like titties" - micheal... again. damn taht kid needs a life.
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Wednesday, August 18th, 2004
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Thursday, August 12th, 2004
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one day when we are toge
school makes me really tire
ther i will paint your beautiful face
d.
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Saturday, August 7th, 2004
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"it always seems like sarah kelly has other plans"
tonight was pretty damn fun. it was me rachel danny and micheal. we went to rent a movie (lost in translation) and then to tropical cafe. all of that took about 79843587905490854908 hours to do. but then we came back, at pizza and watched the movie. i like it alot. so does danny. and micheal says, " i like dick" it was fun. and everything. tomorrow sadly i have to go get a haircut. shit on that dick. i like my hair long. well. shnekadoowop. goodnight
mother fucker. gosh!
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