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Oh for pete's sake...

Sunday, October 7, 2007
I was just about hit by some stupid volvo station wagon that was freeriding around near Broadway and Ellsworth. - then insulted by one of the most insecure people i've ever known for no good reason at all.

Seriously.

Rude.

People are not on my good side tonight.
And while I love all of the music at the Hi-dive - i no longer fit in with the 'hipster' crowd.
I felt like a total transplant.
Alien, if you will.
Next time, I need to bring reinforcements (i.e. glasses, leggings, a shirt dress and ballet slippers. And a really tall, cute protective boyfriend. Where can i get one of those?)

I"m in such bamboo (bad mood) now. And angry. And still with headache. @(#*@(*$&@ !

Quick - someone say something to cheer me up.

P.S. - on another note - I had a dream last night of hand holding and dancing and a whole intimate kind of vibe with one Dave Matthews - and I keep feining for him today.

Why Dave?

I don't understand... but I woke up smiling like a dumb-founded idiot this morning, hands clasped beneath my cheek on my pillow. I'm sure I looked like a love-sick puppy.

Apparently I"m missing companionship/intimacy/the fun flirtatiousness of a relationship...

*sigh* and the bad mood continues...

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I'm Sami Jo From Denver, CO, United States Samantha loves to travel, lose herself in a good book, practice yoga at her favorite local studio, The Yoga Mat, and connect with friends, old and new. Her love of working with creative minds extends into her personal endeavors, as well. She and her husband conduct a project called "Songs For Jake," a music collaboration channel designed with the simple mission of getting great songs to one really big music lover. Through her business, Roger Charlie, Samantha focuses on publicity and management, working closely with authors, musicians, and creatives who find value in a more personal approach through communications.
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