had a convo with the stripbot this evening:


elmwoodradio (10:40:59 PM): hey baby
estripbot (10:40:59 PM): Don't call me "baby". Can I help you?
elmwoodradio (10:41:08 PM): weather
estripbot (10:41:09 PM): Mostly Cloudy; temp 57F; humidity 67%; wind 7 mph from the South
elmwoodradio (10:41:13 PM): you suck
estripbot (10:41:13 PM): A few client - people say rude things to me like that, but they themselves are often not great conversationalists.
elmwoodradio (10:41:22 PM): well
estripbot (10:41:22 PM): Well what?
elmwoodradio (10:41:28 PM): i have nothing clever to say back
estripbot (10:41:28 PM): That's nice.I havea friend named "John Lennon".
elmwoodradio (10:41:38 PM): argh
estripbot (10:41:38 PM): Are you frustrated?
elmwoodradio (10:41:44 PM): are you?
estripbot (10:41:44 PM): I won't say "yes" or "no" right now.
elmwoodradio (10:41:53 PM): this is fun
estripbot (10:41:53 PM): I am having fun doo.
elmwoodradio (10:41:59 PM): dooodooo
estripbot (10:41:59 PM): What's your favorite movie?
elmwoodradio (10:42:06 PM): this one
estripbot (10:42:07 PM): What does "this" refer to?
elmwoodradio (10:42:13 PM): oh my god
estripbot (10:42:14 PM): It goes without saying. Do robots have god?
elmwoodradio (10:42:18 PM): yes
estripbot (10:42:18 PM): Uh.
elmwoodradio (10:42:23 PM): you don't think so?
estripbot (10:42:24 PM): Do you know any robots who think so? Yes I think that is what I think.
elmwoodradio (10:42:34 PM): this is crazy
estripbot (10:42:34 PM): What's so crazy about it?
elmwoodradio (10:42:43 PM): its so fast
estripbot (10:42:43 PM): I think you mean "it's" or "it is" not "its". Really. it is?
elmwoodradio (10:42:50 PM): yes
estripbot (10:42:50 PM): How do you know it is?
elmwoodradio (10:43:07 PM): you are more intelligent than me
estripbot (10:43:07 PM): I have no reason to do that to you, elmwoodradio .
elmwoodradio (10:43:28 PM): that makes no sense you stupid machine
estripbot (10:43:28 PM): It all seems sensible to my artificial mind.
elmwoodradio (10:43:34 PM): i guess so
estripbot (10:43:34 PM): Does that mean "yes"?
elmwoodradio (10:43:38 PM): i guess so
estripbot (10:43:39 PM): Does that mean "yes"?
elmwoodradio (10:43:42 PM): i suess so
estripbot (10:43:42 PM): That's good information: elmwoodradio said suess so.
elmwoodradio (10:43:58 PM): yup
fuck you
estripbot (10:43:59 PM): Enough about me, let's talk about my dress.

has officially become too small a town for me, i think. since when can people you dislike a lot, move into the same house as a loved friend? maybe i have too much anger inside me as of late. actually, i know i do.

i am getting a little tired of unreturned phone calls. countless favors. and deadbeat family, left for me to deal with.

on the upside i will 21 soon. goodbye water, hello wine.

how do you find the balance between who you are now(more responsible and goal oriented) and the person you used to be a year ago(fun, spontanious,etc)?

p.s. must find, make up, scrounge, pretty wedding outfit. feeling pretty just makes me happier, period.

i was searching for the animal, but came across this pic.

great line from the movie "anchorman". but anyways it's true. whats wrong with me?

anyways, my career as a professinal makeup artist starts tomorrow. i will be great. high society, here we come. soon i will painting the faces of manthattan's most exclusive socialites! well maybe...

cosmetology school is fun. the best. and perhaps the most fulfilling part of my life right now. i have lost all embarrassment about it being superficial and silly. its what i like, what makes sense to me, ans what makes me happy. i guess im just a silly lipgloss loving girl.

in other news, 21st bithday comin up. i will def be hitting up some bars to enjoy come fine cocktails. it will be the rebirth of the old party sarah, well, sort of.

fruits basket night? fruity cocktail night? one things for sure, there will be an asian princess present, and she has some ancient chinese secrets.

ciao!

i feel like there is no time for anything but work and school and grandma. school is fun. its just long and a lot of hours. 24 per week. it may sound silly, but its intense, as intense as you make it, and tiring. but i feel like i have finally found something i enjoy and excel at. yay.


where is my mommy? i can't wait for her to come visit me. i need hugs and kisses from her. i also need her to see how freakin poor i am. 37 dollars for the rest of the week, need gas, oil change, uniform stuff for school. wtf?


i never seen anyone anymore. mainly tina. i mi9ss the times that we used to hang out, but i don't have so much free time anymore. plus, me little car doesn't like driving anywhere too far, and school out in west seneca shall take a toll on her this year. we must make it.


those bastards wont give me money. they say my hearing loss isn't bad enough. what? i don't understand. if you drink and have drug problems, you have a problem and can get help. i you can't hear, thats just fine. fuck you state of ny.







i think im gonna hang out with pmt tonight. yay. i love salami.