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I didn't go jail. 30 days house arrest, which I have served. Fallowed by a lot of probation. It's the life. Not really.
Work is great, and by great I mean the same bullshit as always, but I gots to feed myself somehow...and I'm not cute enough to sell my ass.
Anyways. Still looking for house, along with a house to rent until I actually buy a house. I was gonna stay here until then, but Frank is anal little twat, so seriously, I'm outta her as soon as possible.
I don't know what else to say, so here's a pic of me photoshopped into a zombie. <3 zombies
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[12 Sep 2007|02:09pm] |
No.
I would Just like to state for the record, that my name isn't Katie Webb.
Legally, It's Catherine Gauge now, so piss off, please.
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[16 Aug 2007|07:31am] |
Days like today is are the worse. I've got court in a hour in a half. My room is packed, and check is left for Frank. All my bills have been paid, and as far as it is goes, my life is ready to be paused and some what damaged.
I can't help but sulk around the house aimlessly crying.
My life, I worked so hard for it to be different..
My job, my house, the woman who loves me, I'm all going to lose.
Because I was dumb enough to push my ex when I should've listened. I wish I listened.
I love you.
I'm sorry history repeats it's self.
Please. Don't. Wait.
Please, it'll only ruin what we have.
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[11 Aug 2007|01:17am] |
It's a toss up between a Nintendo Wii or bus pass.Being able to play all versons of Mario on one system is a dream.So is not walking up hill ever again. Though I do only work a block and a half away...and it's only uphill half the time....
Mario.
But everything else is so far away...
Oh Mario..
By the way, it's the cuttest thing ever that you decided to call me from a random payphone several provances away at 2 am in the rain.
Too bad I thought it was a telemarkerter and hung up.
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[04 Aug 2007|02:35pm] |
Finally some real updates on my life:
Buying a house in the fall probably
Gettin' a tattoo of an emo pony on friday
Work still sucks
Life still sucks.
Got a hair cut today, don't worry, it's still long...just not as long as before
Just ate a giant chocolate muffin
Fuck eh' hurry the hell up and come home already, I'm tired of sleeping; tired of being without you.
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[20 Jun 2007|11:45pm] |
For the last week survived completely off of smokes and energy drinks, due to the fact that one of my wisdom teeth have decided to be a bitch, and become infected. Causing my jaw to swell shut...which is very attractive.
I've known my wisdom teeth need to come out, I'm just too cheap to pay for the surgery. Except it's gotten to the point where I can not pay for the surgery and be in a pain every second month, or I can spent $900 and never deal with it again...or I can spend $57 on an exacto knife and a bottle of tequila and do it myself and die from an even larger in infection several days later. Though I do enjoy the idea of getting shitfaced and hacking myself to peices, I'm not that hardcore in real life, and will probably have to go with the expensive dental surgery option.
Thank you MasterCard for paying for this, without you, all I would be able to afford would be an impromptu tooth extraction performed by hobo jesus with a peice of glass in the Zone ally way.
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[04 Jun 2007|02:15pm] |
Just for the record, I don't work because I choose to; I work because I have to.
I'm sorry that I don't know what's it's like to have parents whom cover everything for me. I'm sorry that I don't go to university, and I'm sorry I don't drive a nice car.
I'm sorry that I don't know what it's like.
I'm not a horrible person.
But you, ragging on me, because I have to go work, instead of hanging out with you; makes you pretty darn close.
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[26 May 2007|09:39pm] |
Life has been pretty boring since I quit drinking. Mostly, instead of going out with the by's for a beer, I end up going home and playing warcraft. I'm not sure which is more pathetic; being an alcoholic, or being addicted to warcraft. Regardless, my liver is happier.
I quit my job last night, due to me being sick and tired of being over worked, and under paid. Along with being told I'm stupid and useless non-stop. So this morning I got up at the crack of dawn, traveled all the way up to Merry Metting road to Kelly's, got 50 resumes printed off, then headed back downtown. By lunch time I had 3 new job offers. k-cafe,Oliver's and Mustang-Sally's. I'm going with Oliver's and Mustangs.
I'm happy I managed to a get a new job so quickly, those 18 hours of umemployment were unnerving.
Now that I'm gone from Velma's, I hope all my issues with stress go away. It would be nice to not have blood in my mouth from biting my tongue.
In other news, I cut my friggen hockey hair, after of almost 6 months of me saying I'm gonna cut the hockey hair. Now I look like I have a curly mushroom cut. It seriously looks like the hair-stylist left my hat on to cut my hair. It's kinda awkward looking when my hair isn't straight. Oh wells
Also, I don't hate you in any way,shape, or form. Buuuuut we did go to preschool together and now your dating my big brother, which really freaks me out. Cause hes old enough to be your big brother!!!!!
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[18 May 2007|07:01pm] |
Okay so I'm not much of a fan of porn, but Debbie Does Dallas is probably one of the best porn movie I've ever seen.
It has a deadly plot.
For a porn.
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[12 May 2007|06:48pm] |
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This morning I stopped at the Tim Hortins in the Scotia center before work. I was plannning on getting a large coffee and bagel, but seeing how there were posters of these new mint and caramel ice capps everywhere I decided to get a large icecapp instead of a coffee. So I place my order.
A few minutes later misses at the cash gives me my bagel and a nice steaming hot cup of cappuccino. So I explain to the misses I ordered a ice capp, and she replys with: 'Oh sorry, we don't have an icecapp machine in this store, a cappuccino is kinda like an icecapp though'
Okay.
1. Why the hell would you fill your store with ads and posters for a product you do not carry?
2. Why the hell would you try to pawn off a cappuccino on me instead of a incecapp? Like I wouldn't notice? I'm pretty sure at some point down the street I'd notice that my beverage was boiling hot and not icey at all.
Just for the record, an icecapp is nothing like cappuccino at all. Sure, they are both basically made with the same things, but I am icecapp is cold, and cappuccino is hot. Also, a large cappuccino costs less then $2, an icecapp on the other hand costs almost $4, which is what I was charged when I first placed my order. Which I never got back. I realized if the people who work at the store are just that stupid, the person who hired them must be the biggest fucking retard in the city of St John's(minus Jeff Rose of course), and at that point, after being amazed by the cashiers stupidity, I decided if I even tried to speak to a manager,my may head explode, so I counted my loses, and left.
Is it just me or is the world getting dumber and dumber as the days go by? Or is it just the city of St John's.?The rest of the would may be fine actually. Newfoundland does have the highest rate of mental retardation at birth then any other provance in Canada, which honestly explains a lot about this place....
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[07 May 2007|07:16pm] |
I met a girl I'd like to know better, but I'm already with someone
I met a girl I'd like to know better, but I'm already with someone
Everyone stands on the corner promiscuously
Looking like something to fight and for something to beat.
Did anyone else see that girl who was pulling away
Like if she pulled off to the side I'd have something to say.
[I said]
I met a girl I'd like to know better
But I'm already with someone.
And you've got permission to see other men while you sleep
And we wage perpetual war for perpetual peace
One says hey what gives with you
The other says hey what gives with you
It's this pace that gets to you all right
[she said]
I met a girl I'd like to know better
But I'm already with someone.
And it's so so long
When you're so so (so) wrong.
We interweave so much that we've lost a bit of solid ground
All for a kiss the things that we miss are leveling out
And I waste my time, question it, drag my heels a bit.
Forever pressures me, now I want to be
Wrapped in rhythm soul space and rock and roll
Nothing appeals to me like bottoming out
And I erase time sleep a bit smoke the rest of it
Because time don't mean a thing without...
I met a girl I'd like to know better
But I'm already with someone.
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[07 May 2007|07:00pm] |
This morning my doctor told me I'd need a Kidney transplate before I reach my thirties if I continue to drink 3-4 nights a week. I've also been told the likeiness of me receiving a Kidney, along with my raging alcoholism is very slim. Apperently, if you destory your own organs, your not allowed to have more, wing go.
So I need to do one of two things:
I need to accept that regardless of how highly I regarde myself on the outside,on the inside I will always feel like a failure who has accomplished nothing, except a job that pays slightly higher then the averege 20 year old makes. Quit medicating myself with booze, and actually get a life.
or I can give up all hopes of having a future, have another beer, and accept I'll be dead soon enough.
Sadly enough I don't care about my life, though I don't want to die either.
I think I'll stay away from the bar tonight.
Maybe.
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[04 May 2007|03:02pm] |
Dispite the amount of money I make, I always manage to spend more then I have, or make. I have several bills totalling thousands of dollor, that I just can't pay. To make things worse I've been loooking at Jeeps GMC motors, Jeeps I want to buy. Oh God where is my head at?
I am not responsible. Whatsoever.
God Damnit
I wish there was a money tree or something.
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[18 Apr 2007|06:39pm] |
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What I wanted to do a year ago isn't what I'm doing now, and what I'm doing now isn't what I want to be doing a year from now.
Because I'm always growing, always changing, always wanting something else.
I do not gage my experiance based on years under the book., but from the lines experiance has carved into my hands
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[16 Apr 2007|03:32pm] |
My cat Bell went missing like 2 weeks ago, and I cried a lot, then she came home a week later and I was super happy, and I stopped crying. Then on Friday night, I noticed that she was missing again. All weekend I searched for her, crying and whatnot, with no luck.
This morning before I went to work I finally decided move old bathtub that's been in the way of our backdoor for weeks. Undernether I found Bell, dead, wrapped in a towel. Which is a horrible. I asked my roommate Fred if he knew how my cat ended up dead, wrapped in a towel under the broken tub. He has no idea, nor does my neighbors. This upsets me to an extreme, because someone found her and wrapped her in a towel leaving her in my yard, probably for me. Which means whoever last handled my poor cat, probably knew me, or at least knew that she belonged to me. Why couldn't they bother coming to me and saying 'Hey, Catherine, I found your cat, so I wrapped her in a towel and left her in yard so you can bury her.'
Like you can tell that she was obviously hit by a car, I know someone didn't hurt her...so why leave her...why the big secret, wrapped in a towel, under a broken tub?
God, I loved that damn cat to peices.
In other news, I got fired from my job, and I had planned to move back to Nova Scotia, but yesterday morning Vel got rid of the dumb ass ballsy enough to to even attempt to step on my toes, and hired me back. Which means, theres no way I'm going to move to NS if I still have my $30,000 a year job.
Also, I'm now part of the V.Dot Family, everyday Vel tells me she lovs me to death, which is good, because my real family hates me.
Also, also, Rod comes home from Cuba tonight which means...I'm gonna get my cartoon of Hollywood smokes and bottle of Cubian rum....tonight! Yeys.
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I'd say, within the next week.
I'll be in Halifax
If the Law allows it,
For good.
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1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player,iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that’s playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don’t lie and try to pretend you're cool… it's rather interesting! (I had to fix two grammatical errors in this sentence D:)
Opening Credits:--> A Triumph in Out Tired Eyes-A Silver Mt. Zion
Waking Up:--> Amitriptyline-John Vandlerslice
First Day Of School:--> Nirvana-You Know Your Right
Falling In Love:--> Champagne From a Paper Cup-Death Cabe For Cutie
Fight Song:--> Ode To My Family-The Cranberries(hahaha Irony)
Breaking Up:--> It's a Hit-Rilo Kiley
Mental Breakdown:--> Better Man-Pearl Jam
Driving:--> Statue-Low Millions(I sang to this song on the Radio when my car still worked, yey)
Getting Back Together--> The Swish-The Hold Steady
Wedding--> It's Tricky-Run DMC(SSX Remix)
Birth Of Child:--> Seven Nation Army-The White Strips
Divorce:--> Daughter-Pearl Jam
Final Battle:-->Flexible Skulls-Tiga
Death Scene:--> Get Low-lil Jon feat. Ying Yang Twins
End Credits:--> Natural Blues- Moby
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[09 Apr 2007|02:06am] |
Today is Easter and it sucks, despite the TOA show and Juctions. Work made the holiday suck even more. It was alright, though I have no family to go home to really, and even if i did I probably wouldn't anyways. I hate being one of those people, with no beginning, and no end, with most part of everything being false.
Though there are things to look forwards to:
The new family who screams a lot scares me,
and you, because your you ,and that's why I'd keep you forever if I could.
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[30 Mar 2007|07:00pm] |
Woo As of today on March 30, whatever year it is,
My name is now officially Catherine-Elise Gauge,
Instead of Catherine-elise whateverthefuckitwas before
wooo
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[27 Mar 2007|10:05am] |
Back when I first started my adventure in Newfoundland, I worked at A&W in Chuchhill Square. At the point I worked there, Triangle foods, who owns A&W in Newfoundland had a contest for all the people who work at A&W. The contest was, A&W had this sweet and spicey chicken burger out for the summer, and which ever cashier who sold the most during their shift would be entered to win 1 of 15 Creative V 4g Zen Players. In August, I was told I won a zen, though I really didn't care because I already had an ipod. Plus 3 days later I quit anyways.
Karl called me this morning to tell me my Zen has been sitting around since October and if I didn't come and pick it within the next 48 hours he was sending it back to tirangle foods.
Sweet, a Zen.
Okay, okay. So I have a ipod.
Sooooooo, who wants to buy a zen?
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