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  <pubDate>Sat, 29 Aug 2009 00:18:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>zoning out</title>
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  <description>Justin sent me a new album to listen to- Supernature by Cerrone.  It&apos;s one of those albums that I just want to curl up in the dark and listen to while I drift off to it.  It&apos;s a disco album (&quot;the best disco album ever&quot;, Justin says), and I have to admit, I&apos;m enjoying it.  I want to light some incense, dim the lights, and drift off, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student teaching in three days.  I&apos;m not sure whether to be excited or utterly terrified.  I&apos;ll probably spend the next three days slacking off while I can- I work at the computer lab on Sunday night with my friend Kayli, so I might sit around and watch Sailor Moon for five hours, if I can swing it, and work on making scarves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might just go curl up in bed and zone out for a bit.  This album almost makes me wish I&apos;d downloaded it earlier so I could listen to it while I was all woobily on Benadryl.  That would have been interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=dreamingpixels&amp;ditemid=541448&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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  <lj:music>Cerrone- Give Me Love</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 02 May 2009 07:57:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>yes you read the time right, almost four am</title>
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  <description>i don&apos;t know why this is affecting me so much.  i just had a dream about my best friend justin (formerly ex boyfriend, but since we&apos;ve known each other so long the ex part got dropped).  i dreamed someone made a movie out of us, out of how depressed we were back when we were dating.  and i&apos;m watching this movie, watching us cuddle, and dream me is &quot;oh god these characters are spot on!  that guy really acts and sounds like justin!  that girl looks like me!  and that looks exactly like justin&apos;s house!&quot;  while the me in the backrground is realizing i never got over him.  even though i treated him like shit.  anyway, the dream goes on, and turns out i&apos;m at my mom&apos;s, and i call justin to come see this movie, and he apparently pulls up the same time my dad walks up the driveway, and that&apos;s just before i woke up, when the dream started to lose it- apparently a dog (not mom&apos;s, one of the ones i petsit for) had gotten out the gate and dad wouldn&apos;t come in until kaya was in.  anyway, i think i saw justin for a split second before i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i crying right now?  how the hell did this affect me so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think he&apos;s in NY, i know he said he was coming over mid april and leaving this weekend for iowa for the last time.  i hope he comes to see me like he usually does when he leaves.  i miss him.  i don&apos;t know why i miss what we had- i treated him like shit, and i still feel bad for it, almost six years later.  i wish i&apos;d kept my head on straight, and treated him right, yanno?  maybe that&apos;s why i&apos;m crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.  i just hope i get to see him.  i hope he doesn&apos;t mind that i texted him at 3:30 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m gonna go back to sleep and replay that dream in my head until i fall asleep again, which may not happen, i fell asleep at 9 last night.  ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=dreamingpixels&amp;ditemid=509058&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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