tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42768661797784180972011-07-07T23:49:33.551-07:00Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.comBlogger551100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-36665501894629996992009-08-19T20:45:00.001-07:002009-08-19T20:45:49.900-07:00

in the world is knowing others believe in you more than you do.

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-15495961995497614212008-08-21T10:43:00.000-07:002008-08-21T10:50:49.459-07:00

fishing for comets would be killer mood music in a coffee shop. I'm lounging on a sofa and doing some assignments, and beth orton's singing in my ears.I'm people watching and that's always tough.i see the cutest old couple. My god they are adorable, walking in hand in hand. They grab a seat at a table just in front of me. I can't get over the peaceful routine this is for them. I know they are

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-74102018572369088272008-04-29T09:25:00.001-07:002008-04-29T09:27:31.090-07:00

I heard little kids playing out in the snow, through my window they were the three little girls I nannied when i was younger. there age had frozen. I walked them back home and slushed around the ice in my sandals.i took you to an asian market where they have cotton candy flowers. I really wanted you to try them.

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-41982078676227674892008-04-08T21:17:00.000-07:002008-04-08T21:27:10.329-07:00

I crushed a turtle today. It's not like I meant to you know. He was heading for my car as I was driving 30 and I thought i'd squirve right past him. Instead I felt the horror of my back tire kaplumping away an innocent ninja. I feel for it, I tried to return to the scene on my way home, ( to give it a proper burial of course) but no sign of him/her or the remains.This also made me think about the

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-5872018498039438482008-03-16T23:39:00.001-07:002008-03-16T23:46:01.932-07:00

i'm a lucky son of a bitch.This week was filled with love and yums. My birthday was fabulous and started out with the good day show- watching cas and woodbelly followed with a birthday sign on tv and a shout out! could not believe it!Eric's to good i swear. ... that's cute boyfriend stuff right there. He also got me a wriststrong bracelet that i've lost as of now. very sad, but i can't lose his

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-50737250026475950572008-03-10T01:13:00.000-07:002008-03-10T01:36:43.516-07:00

a hard rain's gonna fall. It did, it is. I love it, but hate raining frogs. It's always around this time of year, the rain comings pouring down and the frogs are in abundance bouncing from one side of the street to where ever. What do frogs do anyways? Who knows, but when I see them they confuse the hell out of me. I don't want to hurt them, it sickens me to think about frog leg leftover on my

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-46175267203937166182008-03-02T22:34:00.000-08:002008-03-02T22:39:44.280-08:00

It's pretty amazing. I feel amazing. So I'm weighing (depending on the day) 5-8 pounds less. This is all due to my diet/body bugg fascination. This week will be my 5th with this device strapped to my arm. I love love love it. I'm my own science project, and sometimes it drives me nuts having to enter in every bite of food i ingest. But i know it's worth it. In other news, fishing for comets had

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-72298493483583910692008-02-25T20:11:00.000-08:002008-02-25T20:16:01.437-08:00

Rebbecca gave me a lead for a tv commercial audition, and I got a casting call. Actually the band and I did. It was pretty much like karaoke full band. It's for a Texas lottery commercial who are looking for Latino musicians. I should expect a call back on the 4th if I got the role. fingers crossed!!!!i've been violating my diet tonight. Medium was on, dr.pepper, m&m's, and poncorn were eating

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-51413904246155422292008-02-22T11:20:00.000-08:002008-02-22T11:26:32.898-08:00

Dovey,I'm so happy that you came back. You leaving is the saddest thing that could happen to Eric, especially considering the dreams i had where you wern't in them. I do want a red cat, but I do love you. I'm sorry that we didn't instantly become best friends. I know upon arrival i invaded what seemed to be your space (it's mine now) , and have learned your personal boundries. I'm also happy

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-33770623582112345762008-02-17T22:25:00.000-08:002008-02-17T22:34:10.203-08:00

I’ve taken on two knitting projects; both are scarf-like items! I’m not really good at this craft, but I think that's why I like it. I keep my hands busy, my thoughts in my head, and that's that. I can't smoke, make notes, or bite my nails... no nothing. Just weaving yarn in, around, under, blah.......I've also taken on a new diet and workout which is showing results in my numbers, but I've yet

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-5772949363462496852008-02-10T22:20:00.000-08:002008-02-10T22:26:31.808-08:00

this week i've started a trasformation process. (attempting to a least)I've been wearing the body bugg on my arm for a week now, and i'm really really taking into consideration all the food i stuff my face with... and of course feeling guilty about a few items too. I love it! I am trying to create a more healthy lifestyle for myself, and these are the training wheels so to speak... and then on to

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-34907769158910641072008-02-05T01:24:00.000-08:002008-02-05T01:34:46.966-08:00

i had this awesome dream , i wish wish wish i could remember the meaning or had time to write in full what and why it was.I was at stephen colberts house. it appeared at times that it was in his studio, dont remember what i was doing there... something to do with being screwed legally and he was helping right a wrong,then i was walking out of the conference studio room gave him a hug and said i

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-41025345379406508172008-02-03T17:57:00.000-08:002008-02-03T18:09:14.861-08:00

to be debt free.this is a first for me, and I know i havn't done that much living, but i had a good chunk of bills sitting on mah plate. It feels good to be responsible, and keep track of my finances.It also feels good to have good health insurancee, and take care of medical issues as they come up. I really am fortunate to have medical insurance and believe me it's not something i take for

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-64888327156277935102008-01-21T18:16:00.000-08:002008-01-21T18:21:35.135-08:00

what the weekend gave me.I got to spend a lot of cuddle time with Eric.(Ahhh, drool drool, i know)I really enjoyed the live shows I saw (Homespun, Sarah Jaffe, Doug Burr), not to mention our taping on the Gordon Keith Show. what a little trip.made fried pickles and making a mess.seeing Cindy Chaffin again really made me happy. I could listen to her talk for hours. Truly one of my favorite

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-21487336528018285052008-01-21T18:14:00.000-08:002008-01-21T18:16:17.878-08:00

watching my dad cry laughing while instant messaging his grandson on yahoo. quite the event.

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-10392679144630789062008-01-13T20:23:00.000-08:002008-01-13T20:41:13.144-08:00

i cried for two hours and finally my eyes started to dry heave. There are no more tears left. It's hard to open my lids. This is humiliating for me. Being so vulnerable, and incapable of controlling my words, my heart and at times my life.I came to the conclusion that i need therapy, actually meditation is more like it.... But what i mostly need is some faith. I forgot how secure I felt

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-82689741632112008232007-12-10T11:35:00.000-08:002007-12-10T11:39:43.442-08:00

it's been almost a month since my last confession. :)And ewww. i have nothing to say.I'm so darn bummed. I feel a cold coming on.I've started drinking dr. peppers again.the quitting smoking thing is really tough.i have the occasional stress ciggarette.i'm bloated, it's terrible.i'm just in a foul mood... all the time.i'm waiting to write when something good hits.it might be a while.decembers get

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-20344707760059971002007-11-14T22:33:00.000-08:002007-11-14T22:35:25.636-08:00

november 15james taylor should have wrote the soundtrack for this day.

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-32582503301648120122007-11-12T17:39:00.000-08:002007-11-12T17:58:55.760-08:00

i'm eating one of the four last choke cherry tree pickles that Eric bought my for my birthday in march. I managed to savor and cherish them for some time. There were 6 jars to begin with. I usually slice one giant pickle in 3-4 pieces and eat them throughout the course of the week. But i'm just gettin serious because i'm eating an entire pickle all alone... and loving it. I just don't want there

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-89857056115811030562007-11-06T18:56:00.001-08:002007-11-06T18:59:37.917-08:00

i'd like my hair to grow out please.. bangs too. I miss the long hair to hide my early morning, makeup-less face.I'm awfully bummed right now. When I become overly concerned with the jones', I usually have less fun and become evil camille. I need to just focus on me and what i can do.Grrr (x 1,000)

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-61627523856004864242007-11-04T19:30:00.000-08:002007-11-04T19:35:33.657-08:00

dear jefferson,you freakin ginger brat.I LOVE you. such a loner, and i'm going to trying to use the power of food to win your heart. I know.... I know. You have to be a mean tough alley cat to survive the rough dog barking, car zipping streets of dallas ... but i want to prove to you that a life of being spoiled and adored by me can be just as deadly. please consider.It's going to be a difficult

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-46530669535328107732007-11-01T21:32:00.000-07:002007-11-01T21:38:03.335-07:00

which makes me sad. this was such a bright day. Possibly my favorite holiday that we silly Americans celebrate.

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-81180267005677380162007-10-28T20:38:00.000-07:002007-10-28T20:39:07.542-07:00

i got 3 pumpkins

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-3361830356208423092007-10-27T16:55:00.000-07:002007-10-27T16:58:14.152-07:00

it happened on accident. i wanted to be a sexy something for halloween cause that's what girls do. So i had a plaid skirt on with a white collar shirt. knotted it up and bam! I got a free drink and shot for dressing as britney spears at dada last night. Thanks juan.

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-14395114397506971572007-10-27T10:32:00.000-07:002007-10-27T11:02:03.745-07:00

these were sent from friends via the Internet. I like swapping recipes, and got some fantastic ideas for my next big meals and dinner parties. Thanks all who helped contribute. There were a lot of you and from everywhere around the world too . amazing. I want to make a recipe book and call it "camille's yum yums" can you imagine my grandchildren reading it, "oh look at grandmothers book of yum

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-27543537617441181682007-10-27T10:16:00.000-07:002007-10-27T15:15:19.158-07:00

so i step on the scale every so often.. it's sooo stupid to care about such things..but anyways, I've lost more weight than i expected after my quitting dr. peppers. I'm so worried I'm going to gain it all back due to the quitting smoking thing. I think it actually has nothing to do the quitting the ciggs. I just eat and drink what i want with no consequence. cappuccinos, pasta, cheese, and yes

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-73714454695688664262007-10-25T22:33:00.001-07:002007-10-25T22:38:39.748-07:00

I love it, but it's everywhere. sometimes i worry i'm tripping over it. I told Eric that with this weather it should be mandatory that he cuddle up with me every night.These nights are cold and perfect to be curled up and nestled in bed like a "warm cinnamon roll" with someone. preferably not just anyone... but that special someone. In my case i'm a lucky bastardo because i have it, and it's not

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-21005064822388632142007-10-23T08:58:00.000-07:002007-10-23T09:01:38.473-07:00

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-63576017013665012672007-10-23T08:50:00.000-07:002007-10-23T08:57:26.428-07:00

i always want to be doing more. I keep my body moving all the time as to seem productive... but am I really doing anything worthwhile? That's my biggest question to myself.I'm not doing enough/ enough what you might ask? Well, hell i don't know. I need to find what "enough" is. Nothing seems good enough for me anyways, i might even return enough if i found it. I think it's moving forward. it's

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-54058991462991705212007-10-16T18:48:00.000-07:002007-10-16T18:51:29.738-07:00

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-41977694023439527742007-10-14T17:30:00.000-07:002007-10-14T17:32:29.554-07:00

so fragile. take care of yourself will you? Like right now.... take care of the YOU now for your future self.... so those around you don't have to go through this.It hurts us all.

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-23565697136917884412007-10-14T17:29:00.000-07:002007-10-14T17:30:13.896-07:00

ummm... thank god for shows like these.http://www.onthemedia.org/episodes/2007/10/12/segments/87119

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-2454719456381304582007-10-13T12:09:00.001-07:002007-10-13T12:09:26.511-07:00

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-25315224798898326432007-10-13T12:03:00.001-07:002007-10-13T12:03:29.334-07:00

ahh siblings.

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-45983722121583307272007-10-13T10:52:00.000-07:002007-10-13T11:06:06.225-07:00

Every time i shoo or kick a cricket out of the house, or sweep one up at work, i have this annoying habit to yell "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" over and over repeatedly until the insect has left my sight. sometimes it's 4 times, sometimes it's minutes long.it's hilarious.i hear one chirping now. I'm going to save the energy and keep it here inside.other news/facts/wants/screams:I love eatzi's/I want to

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-17827847075717472712007-10-13T10:20:00.000-07:002007-10-13T10:51:46.545-07:00

it appears that i'm a sap, a blow fish if you will.I'm getting all choked up and crying while watching discovery health "triplets and quints". The show actually takes you inside the labor room and you watch the parents as they see their children for the first time. Watching the couple crying and the husband comforting the wife was the most beautiful thing i'd ever seen.. It's scary as hell,

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-16685369443897816522007-10-10T10:44:00.000-07:002007-10-10T10:46:56.561-07:00

sometime last year. i miss running around dumb with my sister.

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-44857282341562500802007-10-10T10:42:00.000-07:002007-10-10T10:44:37.977-07:00

this is funny. i like the fake lighting in this one

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-61761732163013059202007-10-10T08:31:00.001-07:002007-10-10T10:42:04.660-07:00

I love October!! I love love love it!This morning on my way to work.... 3:45 am. It was almost chilly out.On my way home 11am, it smelled like fall, and the warm sun smiled just enough to make the cold breezes hush a little.It's my ideal weather.I can't wait to carve a pumpkin.I have nothing terrible to say. Is that bad?mini-bad news.I did a clip in the hopes it would air on showtime, but didn't

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-10264515669174520632007-10-08T05:01:00.000-07:002007-10-08T05:08:55.027-07:00

i got accepted to TWU! It wasn't that difficult but still was exciting to open the letter last night.Now i just need to move my feetsies, though i'm not ready. I have to make an appointment with an advisor and map out the next steps. the scariest part is going to be see how many of my college hours don't transfer. It will be like starting all over, ah such is life.my weeked was adorable, I got

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-81026645220607611852007-09-30T16:55:00.000-07:002007-09-30T18:11:50.266-07:00

7pmDavid Juritz is playing tonight. A virtuoso violinist. He's travelling around the world playing Bach to raise money for Musequality, a charity which supports musical education for the poorest children in developing world. this is cool i supposeI'm the concierge for the community and during this event. But I'm not working for them. I'm paid to let them in and lock up behind ....they don't know

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-80246069793725028432007-09-30T13:34:00.000-07:002007-09-30T14:24:55.905-07:00

I'm in a good place. there are really no bad things in my life. stresses and tiny mini-dramas, but life is good and I'm blessed to be here writing this, eating salt and vinegar chips and recounting the past hysterical/delirious moments and laughs that eric and i had this weekend. i love him.but there's always something.i have little bitches and things that eerk me.and it's up to me to blow them

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-11737397234895911672007-09-27T21:42:00.000-07:002007-09-27T21:46:56.656-07:00

i love wine.it makes me feel like a marshmellow when i get buzzed. there's something great about the smell, the warmth when it goes down, and the drunk it gets you.I love it so much that sometimes i get a little sloppy. so sloppy that i puke at nights end.Last night was awesome.I talked to so many people, spilled nonsense out of my mouth, danced like a fool, did a hurky in a bar, and managed to

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-67486902368244841972007-09-25T21:30:00.000-07:002007-09-25T21:32:57.454-07:00

why do bugs attack me? It never fails when i'm outside, i win bug bites all over my body.I wonder what makes some people more bug prone that others. whats the deal?i hope there's an answer out there.google.. here i come.well not now, but soon.

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-37291078543336563152007-09-23T17:32:00.000-07:002007-09-23T18:44:05.435-07:00

the coolest photo i've ever taken.is this what love in air looks like?

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-3244413203030579822007-09-23T11:57:00.000-07:002007-09-23T12:01:11.459-07:00

"you're life is moving one way, and that's six feet under"-this was a supposed to be a quote of encouragement from a friend. I find that to be charming.

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-36206894472677687182007-09-23T09:49:00.000-07:002007-09-23T09:51:54.353-07:00

Saw my brothers band The Murgatroyds last night. Saw my oldest best friend last night. The best ever.I also saw myself get out of control and emotionally disturbing.I had a few drags, i will admit. I don't like it.Keep me away from bars.I'm a mean non-smoker. Geeeeze Leweeeeze.

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-6594610941370207822007-09-22T09:33:00.000-07:002007-09-22T15:20:08.233-07:00

I'm a different person. I'm learning to detach myself from those habits which i was so comfortable with but could damage me too. It's amazing how little we really need. I don't even think I realize this. I suppose it's different for everyone, but I'm starting to see it. Bottom line... moderation is what i believe to be key, and you can't assume every human has a knack for that.goal for me, is to

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-51372305843538959592007-09-22T08:50:00.000-07:002007-09-23T18:45:02.296-07:00

terrible terrible dream.I was in a huge auditorium filled to maximum capacity with metal stadium benches all up and down. The place was packed, People were there with their pets. It began like a game show where people would introduce themselves, name, hometown etc... then express what type of animal they had and what their current animal illness was. This was the place these animals were going to

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-16377381878628676192007-09-18T21:02:00.001-07:002007-09-22T11:18:32.290-07:00

I just submitted a transfer application to TWU. I've decided I'm going to dedicate the next few years to attaining a Music Therapy Degree. It's amazing how much I don't know about this process. I just pray that I'll be able to afford this without going into debt. I've promised myself that I'll apply for every scholarship i can, and save all my pennies to make this happen. Wish me luck. I'm scared

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-80270517934671595342007-09-05T14:57:00.000-07:002007-09-05T15:02:18.217-07:00

A happy thought!

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-72546655610649902962007-09-05T11:25:00.000-07:002007-09-05T11:45:27.618-07:00

I'm so sad that Carter died. I didn't know him well, but any loss of life is disastrous. He always said hi and/or lite my ciggarette when passing by. There were fun memories i could count on one hand where he would chat with me on Dada's patio when i worked there. it was good and that was it. There's nothing i wished i would have said or any regret for not saying more. I just wish i wasn't so

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-45189058985244997382007-03-10T11:51:00.000-08:002007-03-10T11:56:40.261-08:00

The show last night at Dada was so much fun. there's nothing like playing on stage with people that 1.) are really good 2.) are actually your friends 3.) have funthere was a nice little vibe there. we played "acoustic" aaron and his good friend curtis busted out with the percussion which just made my night.wish you could have seen for those of you that missed out. hopefully we will do it again.

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-8285127578735881882007-03-04T10:53:00.000-08:002007-03-04T11:06:13.799-08:00

hello my little cupcakes. this new year is exciting, and it's kite flying weather today. that puts a smile on my face.Sam has spit out some of the most amazing music so far in the past couple of months. .. songs about sad swans swimming in a dirty pond, cameras and clocks, the dark september rains.. its soooo good. I'm still really excited about playing music, and have all that positive energy

Camillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03849380380399615002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4276866179778418097.post-8912224725530771562007-02-26T16:09:00.000-08:002007-02-26T16:10:25.211-08:00

i have to many online accounts. something needs to give.

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