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"Excerpts From Various Notes Strewn Around The Bedroom Of April Connolly, Feb 24, 1997" Why I should leave:no-why I'm leaving you for him..well, let's see here:well, let's see; where should I begin? Every night you get annihilated with all your friends, and every night I drink alone until you stumble home wanting some- like some fuck and run. I know you sleep around, I see it in the eyes of those girls. Those fucking girls..they smile and nod, but never offer a single word-I'm just in the way-I'm the ball and chain, you're the jailbird chirping, "how hard life is in the cage!"{ how hard it is waking up next to me. Well, you've dug this hole, come on and fill me up. When you said you loved me I knew I was getting fucked you said you'd never let go all that stopped:you used to turn me on, now we're just getting off that's why I'm leaving you. ****and the drunken erratic response from april's ex-boyfriend Trevor Post, upon finding said various notes **** you really, really think this guy is gonna make it all right? You told me you could never be in love with another man oh but this one is it! But I remember when we met we knew that this was the end. Yeah, I remember I remember everything the haircuts the dollar movies. We used to sneak a six pack in your bag, and wait for a girl to scream or a car to crash so we could crack open our cans. Or the time you shaved my head in the front yard; a passerby stopped to take a picture - ended up in the paper and now you want to leave? Well maybe I forgot a couple things it doesn't mean I don't remember how it feels when you're lying naked next to me. Valentine I want to feel your hips pressed up against mine. We'll push into each other-love's alive. It might be fleeting, but it's ours and it's tonight..so won't you reconsider love-lost lives? You might be lonely, but I'm still by your side. You might have to leave but not tonight

So License to wed wasn't worth the money. EVEN with John Krasinski in it. So I was disappointed. Saturday night is Karaoke night with Laura and Jen. Oh I am so fucking pumped. I gotta find a really good song to do this week to top the last ones. Oh and I gotta go suck some cock for beer money you know how I do. SO I am totally unhappy about some shit goin on at my house and im seriously about to go homicidal. Oh well.

July 10 Smashing Pumpkins - Zeitgeist Spoon - Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga July 24 Yeah Yeah Yeah's - Is Is August 21 Architecture In Helsinki - Places Like This Minus The Bear - Planet Of Ice Rilo Kiley - Under The Blacklight August 28 VHS or Beta - Bring On The Comets Sept 11 The Good Life - Help Wanted Nights

I need a job to buy all the pretty pretty bras panties and babydolls at Fredericks of hollywood. that is all.

Soooooooooooooo. I really am not loving my hair this dark, it looks fake and cheap and it is pissing me offfffff....So, I would love yo hear from you guys! I am gonna post a few past hair colors and you choose which I should do! Red Brown w/ copper Light blonde and or any other suggestions are taken into consideration.... I also had Dark brown w/ red highlights black and others....

Top ten reasons You don't mix pills and alcohol (aka the shit that happened that I got told I did) 10) Your friends make you try to kiss their boyfriend, kiss you, AND make you do a "triple kiss" 9) You break bowls, and scream about how violent it is gettin in the kitchen. 8) You cannot climb into a big ass bed, so you fall as hard as you can onto the floor and wake up with mysterious injuries. 7) You talk to people you went to high school with that you would rather see dead. 6) You puke in the parking lot of a self service car wash. 5) You pass out sitting straight up in a chair... 4) You lose your shoes and still cannot find them 24 hours later...(they are still lost by the way) 3) you make drunken phone calls and don't know what was said.... 2) You're given a set of keys and a credit card in which you shove in your bra and forget they are there, causing a search and a fight, to be found in the place they were put in the morning while wondering what the fuck is poking your boob 1) You steal 5 dollars from people, and don't know what happened to it the next day, but only found out you stole the 5 dollars and all the above actions (except the bowl and the fall) the next day when you ask the dumbest question EVER "Did I do anything stupid last night?"

I am freeeeeeezing! And I haven't slept at all, I really don't know what is wrong with me, I haven't slept hardly at all, It's like I am stressed about something, but really I'm not. I don't know. I have been in a writing mood lately....It reminds me of my dream of being a journalist. I really need to get my shit together so I can go back to school. I don't think I am going to go for journalism, like I had always planned, but maybe go into photojournalism?? I miss using my SLR and taking amazing photos...I need to get that back from Jeff... I don't know what or who I want to be anymore. Things sure have changed since those days that I thought I had everything on track, but then I screwed that shit up. I'm not worried about it though. I will get it together someday. I just need to re-evaluate things and get them in order... I need to call Emily this weekend, she, Michael and I need some alcohol therapy! So, maybe I'll be in KY this weekend? Who knows?! I'm at Mary Ann's right now, and I have to sweep and do the dishes while she's at school, cause I offered =) her boy is comin down tonight!!!! I'm happy that she found someone, she deserves it! I have been dancing around the living room all morning, it's been fun! I found the YouTube of me drunkenly dancing on stage with Andi to Tilly and the Wall, so to celebrate, he's the lyrics, It's gonna set the mood for the weekend! Nights of the Living Dead Well the high school kids they're all fucked up. Touching each other, oh my god. Yeah and forty ounces was never enough. We want to pass out in your yard, we want to pass out. Dressing in drag your best friend's clothes, while boys kissed boys in hotel rooms. Oh and just when we thought we were no longer lost they kicked us out into the dirty streets of Atlanta. So it's Friday night down on North Avenue, where the gas station parking lot prostitutes tried to fix their hair in our rearview mirrors. You know we're just trying to get to the club and shake our asses. A caravan of kids, some big old mess, on an old wooden dock, oh we're bored to death. We've got a bottle of wine, a fresh pack of smokes. We're going to end up screaming about some midnight garage sale. God, put down your gun can't you see we're dead? God, put down your hand we're not listening. The microphone cut off so we're screaming at the top of our lungs. We are born so fresh, a golden prize, until you scrape that knee and quickly realize that you're lost in a fog on your way to death. Oh a thick black line, a thick black line. So you better speak up, better raise that voice. Come on, scream loud all you girls and boys. Let's get wild, wild, wild. Let's rejoice. C'mon, c'mon. I want to hear that fucking noise. Oh the push and pull of everything, oh this nightmare of electricity. We are the living dead, yeah the living dead. That's the way it is. That's the way it's always been. Oh that snake slithered past my house today. Oh I heard he caught you on a dark highway. No the clouds didn't part they just grew into a storm. I can still hear the sound of the rolling thunder. God, put down your gun can't you see we're dead? God put down your hand we're not listening. God, put down your gun can't you see we're dead? I said, God put down your hand we're not listening. Oh we never were. I want to fuck it up. I feel so alive. And I feel.

Label: Saddle Creek Catalog Number: LBJ-106-7 "Heartbroke" is the first single from The Good Life's fourth full-length Help Wanted Nights (to be released September 11, 2007). Accompanied by non-album track "Thirty-Year Evaluation," this release is available digitally and as a limited edition 7" with B-side etching in hand-screened, individually numbered packaging.

Label: Saddle Creek Catalog Number: LBJ-106-7 "Heartbroke" is the first single from The Good Life's fourth full-length Help Wanted Nights (to be released September 11, 2007). Accompanied by non-album track "Thirty-Year Evaluation," this release is available digitally and as a limited edition 7" with B-side etching in hand-screened, individually numbered packaging.