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Saturday, October 14, 2000
Thanks Vic .... for discussion
posted by marko
@ 23:39
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well, i tricked becky and laura into watching quick change with me tonight. people, i cannot stress the importance of this movie enough! bill murray stars and co-directs it and it is pure cinema brilliance. oh, god, if only bill murray would just call me and come over and talk to me about chicago and how everything is going to be alright. tonight (my trillionth viewing) i noticed that bill murray is a city planner! the whole movie is all about how the city is destroying the individual's soul and how city workers are going insane and will eventually revolt against that which keeps them! at one point, bill shouts at a disgruntled musician trying to get on the bus without correct change, "look, buddy, i know how the city destroys the individual!" oh, it's like an orgasm to watch that man in action. watch the movie and watch it as a chicagoan watching a fellow chicagoan making a movie about new york city. it's everything i am thinking in movie form. god, i love that man.
even more than michael seaver.
even more than chevy chase!
posted by vic
@ 22:43
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Hey gang. Campaign to quit smoking is successful thus far. Haven't had a smoke in 12 hours. Oh God, this is rough. Marisa, is this guy Damian.. does he have combed-over black hair and piercings? Also, do you know a gal named Jarmel from Joliet? She's our age-- she's at school here. That's my attempt to make this world a little smaller. I've really come to love the taste of Budweiser. Call me a South Sider-- but it's got a peppy zest. I coughed something up today that looked like a small scab. I'm starting to get worried. If cough persists, I will consult a doctor. Could it be true? Is there fiberglass in menthol cigarettes? Have I been raping my lungs? Them's rhetorical questions. I know the answers.
posted by heinous
@ 22:13
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What happened today? I guess nothing, because Matt and I have been sleeping since around one and it's about 7:30 here. I know I woke up once and cleaned the monster that was Matt's room, but the rest was sharin dreams with the gooey mesh upstairs in the attic/20's cartoon of my mind. Clean your fuckin' butts man there inn the most inconspicuous places, where's the crack? Another Saturday succesfully wasted. Yipes!
posted by marko
@ 19:30
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Well, dont apologize for what you feel. You are right on with all of this. Why dont you get down on people who are opposed to change instead of putting everyone in groups by gender, since that's what you are opposed to?
posted by egeus
@ 19:02
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i think i just saw david hornbuckle on the street. the likeness was so similar i almost stopped him to ask but i didnt because i realized i always think i see people that are definitely not here.
posted by vic
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i just watched an insane film -- "trans". has anyone else seen this? if not, i encourage you to. i think i will buy a copy when i return the rental today.
i've been trying to watch movies all weekend it effort to gain an attention span (or interest, i can't tell). i started friday afternoon by watching "camp kill yourself" (both 1 & 2). i am still kicking myself in the ass as i type this for taking so long to watch it. damian sent it to me a year or so ago. i'm an ass. anyway, as the opening credits start the first thing i see is that it's got something to do with tumyeto and i start to wonder why the fuck damian sent me a skate video -- was i finally busted for my skateboard fetish??? had i been found out!?! no! the skate footage is minimal -- the rest of it is footage of kids doing stupid kid stuff, and it is a riot. it's sorta what our home videos would look like if we were slightly more insane, had no inhibitions whatsoever, and were east coast materialistic kids. want to make everyone watch it. also want to go dig in the trenches of my room find the copy of the soundtrack he made for me. had to stop a few times, though. once, to go to lunch with my stepmom. we had a lot of things to discuss, felt like we broke some communication barriers yesterday. but they tend to gradually build themselves up again, so i have to watch that -- it's been left up to me (this seems to be a popular theme in my life, and i'm working to discover why). told her i'd call when i return from new york.
later in the evening i started to watch "but i'm a cheerleader". but then lisa and julie stopped by, so i switched it off. lisa is pregnant, three months. her sister had a daughter when she was seventeen, lisa is nineteen. it's interesting to watch people's reactions regarding lisa's pregnancy compared to that of others -- no one flips out when they hear the news, no one seems disappointed or shocked. it's like a family tradition. lisa's a good kid, and she'll be a good mom, too. so anyway, the three of us just kinda sat here, julie drank a pint, we watched "the golden girls", no one had much to say, we were all tired. they left, i passed out.
so i finished "but i'm a cheerleader" this morning. it was swell. watch that one, too. then i drove to kathy's. actually had things to say today, so that was good. smelled like... howyousay... progress. here's hoping.
things left to do: give myself a haircut. track down janine. pack some things. clean my car. plan a route.
that just about covers it.
posted by marisa jo
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alright, then just say it. dont beat around the bush (haha.) i love how men will scramble to find any way to make sure that they're not alone here with all this blame. i didnt say that women are not hurting themselves. men destroy others and women destroy themselves. watch it play out, im not wrong on this one.
fine, fine, fine, so women are to blame too. does that make you feel better? who cares who's to blame? get out there and fucking change it.
i feel as though you are trying to temper my anger with your petty "it's not all our fault" bullshit and it's not going to happen. i will never again apologize for my feelings. nope. not a chance.
posted by vic
@ 17:41
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I am saying that the reason "every fucking method of pop culture infiltration says that [vicki is] here to be filled by some guy's fucking cock" is not just because of men. I think that there are women also responsible for it, because neutral people help the aggressor, and there are many many neutral women.
I am never "a fucking dope" and I never call you one, Steph.
posted by egeus
@ 17:23
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Jesus Christ john, you are such a fucking dope sometimes. You are equating "masculine females" with women who do not want to fall into atypical gender roles!!! I wish someone would just smack you in the head with a two by four right now
"Women will never claim their civil rights until they know their social wrongs"---Elizabeth Cady Stanton
posted by Record Album
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oh john, why do you make me do this? part of me doesnt even want to comment on your latest masterpiece because i am assuming (hoping) you were high and that's why it's completely unintelligible. but i must say something, because when you speak for these "masses" i sure as hell dont want to be included. i'll speak for myself, thanks.
as far as your sweeping generalization that people who are aware "almost always"are people with characteristics of the opposite gender, you should be knocked upside the head for writing such stupid shit down and exposing it to the public.
as i re-read what you wrote, i cant even be upset because it's so ridiculousy hard to understand. are you getting paid by the word to write that or are you just so high that you are having trouble communicating simple thoughts? being super wordy doesnt make you seem smarter, it just makes everything you write harder to read.
and i think that this whole gender equality goes a little bit beyond women being allowed to be "manly" and men being allowed to cry. in case you didnt know, women are allowed in the workforce now. nobody's telling me to stay at home, they're telling me to get out there and get a job and be paid less than men for the same work and to shutup. there is a sinister underbelly of sexism that goes on CONSTANTLY that people dont even notice because everything seems okay now that women can vote and hold public office and gee, what am i complaining about, women can do anything.
when men stop grabbing their cocks on the street and telling me how big it is and how they're gonna show me what a big cock looks like (true story, happened again last night), then i'll stop being angry. then shit will start getting evened out.
p.s. men have been painting for years. how many famous women painters (outside of georgia o'keefe) can you name?
posted by vic
@ 14:22
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What's that about playing the flute? What?
I am dying. I have this terrible cough that comes from what feels like the very deepest aveoli of my lungs... It's like having gook in your lungs that you can feel and cough up, but so deep that it can't be coughed up. When I take a deep breath, my whole chest hurts because I've been coughing, and I can make this wheeze that sounds not unlike death. I'm doped up on Robutussin and french toast.. Mark is here, he took some sad clown pictures of me. I found out that I can make an awesome sad clown face when I have stubble. Vic, thanks for calling, I got your message (finally fixed my answering machine). 27 rings? really? Jeeze. I have no control over that, sorry. Oh, and by the way... Claire isn't into Kama Sutra. She bought this little picture book version of the Kama Sutra book because she thought it was funny. Besides, I don't see what would be so funny if she was into Kama Sutra. Hmph.
PS: I've decided to quit smoking. For real. Wish me luck.
PPS: Man demands free speech because he lacks free thought.
posted by heinous
@ 13:35
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Here's my take on the nature of gender related unfairness. It's that the masses together as a whole prefer the way things are now. That is, enough people are happy with the way things are that they are uninterested in changing it. Because there are too many women who settle for less and too many men who settle for more than they should have (more power money influence authority whatever) for the people who see the problems as they are to overcome. Because women who accept their "responsibility" to be a housewife or wear pink are just as detrimental to the way things are as men who act superior. or accept that they are superior. And there have been for a long time. Or always. But I think that the ratio of those who settle for the wrong share to those who realize that the share is wrong and are inclined to either do something about it (Rarely) or point out the unfairness of the shares (Which happens much more often) is getting closer to one. I mean, the number of people who advocate fairness between genders is catching up to the number of ignorant people. And the aware people are almost always people with characteristics of the opposite gender, that is, effeminate males and masculine females. By that I mean women who dont limit themselves to the scope alotted for their gender. Like women who refute their submissive role if they are not submissive by nature for other reasons, but not jkust because you can refute that and anything else, but because they are not submissive by their own nature. And guys who refute the rule that says that they cant write poetry or play a flute or paint or cry or listen to bikini kill (I made a funny). These are more whole people than normal people who accept their stereotype.
posted by egeus
@ 04:26
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The monopoly world that was once a utopia, has now crumbled to pieces by angry drunks, so has the cactus desert world. Today we found a pyramid in the corner of one floor, this place is dreamy indeed. Played pool it''s laate and I wonder how I am still liven'. ANyone want to join me and Molly MAguire in New Mexico is welcome, there will be a happening and many a FREAK OUT! May everything rest in peace. I disappear.
posted by marko
@ 02:15
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before i pass out from this highly enjoyable evening, chris huff - in no way were you affiliated with my "i hate men" post. nor was any boy who writes on this or even reads this. i love you chris!
i love you all. goodnight.
posted by vic
@ 00:56
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Friday, October 13, 2000
Yes, stephanie. I have always had this problem where I talk to children as if they are not children at all, but adults/equals. I guess that is why i am a bad babysitter, bart simpson, I'm real bad; and you like it.
posted by rayve nation
@ 21:57
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Ooooooooh spooky
posted by marko
@ 19:25
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I just talked to T and found out that they're going to have a girl!! And then I found out that my mom, when she found out, went out and bought a PINK blanket. How disappointing. Vic-just as you say, and just as I have known for the longest time withought being able to put a finger on it until my social psychology class, girls are socialized to grow up into shitty lives. Think about it- as children, girls are given dolls and Barbies to play with, being sent the message that "when you grow up, you are supposed to think about having babies, dressing fashionably, and finding a Ken". While boys are given Legos and erector sets sending the message to build things, be creative with their hands, and expand their intelligence. So what I am going to do, is find a nice baby outfit that is blue and send it to them. I will not let this girl, my niece (strange to say) grow up how society is telling her to. I vow to not let her ever think that she is a baby-maker or plaything made for man and man alone. I will cut off my right arm before I let that happen. It won't. I won't let it.
posted by Record Album
@ 15:49
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sometimes i daydream i grew up in jersey.
posted by marisa jo
@ 11:28
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It's been the wierdest concert experience of my life. It was like looking back in a time capsule down there. Mustard Plug is old, the guys look like there old (but there not) It was kind of depressing thinking if I were doin that type of thing after being playing to much better places(and after all that going to schwilly nowhere town campus bar to play for fifty people). it was also wierd seeing as that I used to find excitement going to shows, and I was not feeling it tonight. Rock on Mustard Plug!
posted by marko
@ 01:08
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Thursday, October 12, 2000
the hardest part of being here is being a girl. the hardest part of my entire fucking life is because i am a woman. anyone who says that sexism doesnt exist is either a damn fool or a liar. no man will ever understand what it is like to be a woman, and i understand vice versa. but the fact is that men have not been oppressed because of their penises for the last centuries. i thought i was over this but there is no way that i can escape unscathed when every show on tv, every billboard, every fucking method of pop culture infiltration says that i am here to be filled by some guy's fucking cock. i am a sheath. this goes back to the beginning of language. this goes back to the beginning of everything. and i cannot believe that the people who bear all fucking existence are treated like this. it is absolutely horrible and it makes me cry. the way we're brought up, the first time we're told about sex, shit, sex in all actuality all contributes to the fact that i have been told since i could listen that a woman is here to be filled by a man physically, emotionally, financially, and mentally. this is wrong and this has got to stop. this bombing thing is making me cry because i cannot even fathom the fact that my friends, the people i love, the men i love who are decent and good could possibly go off and kill and die for something that hateful men have created. i think that on a deep level women understand death better, and feel it harder because they understand life and creation more. women create life and men create destruction. why is this going on? why is everything all of a sudden too much for me to take? i want to scream. i want it to be unneccesary for me to have to fight and that is never going to happen. i have no place to put this anger into action. the womYn's club is moronic, and there are no real politics i want to take part in being that I DONT WANT TO FUCKING THINK ON MEN'S TERMS ANYMORE. i just want to be me and i am tired of having to be so tough just to do that. i just want simplicity and i was a fool to think that i was going to find it anywhere near here. so in the meantime i have to be as tough as fucking nails. it makes my back hurt and it makes me raise my shoulders and i have dark circles under my eyes. i am fighting, fighting, fighting all the goddamn time all by myself. i am all ive really got and i am my greatest weapon. i just wish i didnt have to have my finger on the trigger all the time.
now im off to suck big tabacco's poison cock. how's that for a fucking analogy.
i just went to go get a pack of cigarettes and came across reason 8,634,780 why im rightfully pissed. on the elevator was a sticker that read, "jay oliva's pussy smells like sausage". jay oliva is the president of NYU. HE'S the president of NYU. then i was nice to the guy at the bodega even though he's a perv who has been trying to get down my pants since day 1 but i am still nice to him because he gives me milk for cheap and lets me buy beer. standing outside having a smoke i watched as this guy said to his male friend, "ana's been looking for you. she's had a rough night and needs a shoulder." the boy's friend (the least-likely type: short, un-manly, musician, sensitive and hideous) says, "yeah i bet" and gives the other guy the universal blow-job fist in mouth gesture and all the guys had a nice laugh at ana who is probably crying somewhere. she's had a hard night for christ's sake. ive had a hard night. and im not at all surprised that some asshole is outside thinking that means i want to give some fool head. im not the least bit surprised, but i am still so disappointed.
posted by vic
@ 23:22
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things are getting a little crazy...
i think im a little stressed out. i realized that i have a midterm next week. i also have three very important papers due on mon., tues., and wed. so this is college.
there's also a crisis going on up in here that is really not suitable for internet discussion. but it has left me quite shaken, and it has left me very angry. today as becky, daneane and i were walking to taco bell (which by the way, i will NEVER eat at again, and im serious this time! well, i will never eat at the one on 6th ave again...well, oh, who am i kidding?). anyway, as we were walking by my favorite bodega on 4th a group of out-of-towner drunkards came out and this one tall very alphamale-esque character got all up in becky's face shouting, "do you know me? im james! im james!" his leather jacket clad fellow knuckledragger yells, "this is james and he's the hottest guy in New York!" then james decides to add, "and ive got a big dick!" all up in our faces. and out of nowhere i turn around and say very loudly, "then you can go fuck yourself with it". i dont know what's coming over me. im saying everything i think. there's no cutoff anymore between my brain and my mouth. first the cop, now this. i never took to kindly to being pushed around or harassed at home and here i find it absolutely untolerable. i hope i dont get beat up. im really angry with men right now so BAH!
except for the boy on the 8th floor. i am most certainly not angry with him because he hates NYU, and sometimes that's really refreshing to hear. plus he's cute. god, i make myself sick sometimes. bound by the chemicals, slave to hormones, angry as fuck.
posted by vic
@ 22:54
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So I decided to enter my roommates head today, just for kicks and giggles. I don't think this kid knows when he's bein made fun of, anyway being the shady fool that he is, I suggested being shady for an hour or two after he propoesed we smoke for a "roommate session". So I proceeded to take the blinds down and crank open the windows. We played nintendo(the roommates most favorite sport, or activity?) seeing as that is what shady people like to do in the dark(I turned the lights off to be extra shady. So sat down and played Nintendo for an hour while blasting the P-Funk9what else would shady people listen to ... actually everyone listens to P-Funk because P-Funk unites the world everyone just doesn't know it. So now I know what the kid thinks like here's an internet impression: Damn! why can't I pass this level, did I take a hit yet, damn! why can't I pass this level. Twas good fun. Mutard Plug is playing tonight for free so Is thinks Ills heads over thersque.
Matt- I'll see you tomorrow around afternoonish, dont's forgets.
posted by marko
@ 21:20
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Thinngs that make you go puke
According to my calculations, i threw up approximately 70 times the morning of homecoming. please note: I said morning OF, not morning after. You can image my suprise and dismay when at four AM, i thought the pizza i had eaten nine hours earlier was staging a revolt and trying to form a new government in my stomach. As I sat with my face against that cool, sweaty(maybe i wasthe sweaty one) porcelain toilet, quite a few thoughts crossed my mind. I pondered the way I spent all night trying to write my essays for college, and then giving up and weasling my way out of a commitment to my mother...and all for nothing. Then i became frightened i was pregant, and that my puking fit was morning sickness(later i figured out that morning sickness doesn't last for 6 hours). Eventually i felt better, and at 5 o'clock PM i decided that, dammit, i was going to the dance. I looked extra lovely in my dress that evening, because i lost all that nasty food and bile I had in my stomach to make my body to work properly. My date picked me up and...SUPRISE! he had strep! Later we foud out it was mono. tee-hee. So together we went to homecoming to mingle, dance, and infect all our friends. On another note, my mom knows i'm sexually active. Well, that i WAS sexually active. right.....Anyway, now i've gotta figure out a way to get the pill. Should i not be blogging this? eh. i miss everyone a lot. au revoir mes amis! and my college stuff still isn't done....
posted by Kelljoy
@ 17:29
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You want vomit? I'll give you vomit.
posted by Kelljoy
@ 17:10
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three sips of water made me vomit. there's only one thing i can think of that takes care of this sort of nausea, and let's just say it's not this bottle of trimethobenzamide (it would make me too tired to drive up to school, anyway). so i'll just hope that i don't puke while i'm driving. does that mean chainsmoking would be a bad idea? goddammit.
posted by marisa jo
@ 09:06
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Wednesday, October 11, 2000
Can I just say that I love you guys so much, you have no idea. Tonight in my head I went throught the drive I took every morning to school, and I miss it sooo much. I went through my whole routine, and then i just cried.
posted by rayve nation
@ 21:06
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Ahhh, brass ensamble. You have been lovingly replaced by Marching Band, which I despise just as much, if not more.
posted by rayve nation
@ 10:33
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hello,
Here is to the nce stuff known as tuesday nights. AH the 40's they terrorized us, we couldn't stop but to drink those. Hry now ended up prank calling the radio station th were -laying "stoner rock". sos I brought over the zep for them to play. Major session Tuesday's are back! Bingo back in the business. F:asdljf sadfvfj vfinafvlkn aosdv fvgg. Happy happy day.
posted by marko
@ 01:02
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i have come to a new smoking decision. i will from now on only smoke outside in front of the building, in gillian's room, or when i am around other people. hahahaahah! oooooh, i slay me.
it's worth it to go outside to smoke though, today becky and i met keith richards. i have been wanting to meet this fellow for some time now ever since i saw him explaining to a helpless young runner that he had just got back from being on tour with the stones. she listened for a while but eventually ran away with a perplexed look on her face. i think keith may be my favorite of the crazy park people. he definitely wins out over gangrene foot (who i havent seen in weeks) and largehatskasunglasses man (mike's fave). as we were standing outside i saw him walk towards us and i said to becky, "oh no, here comes keith richards." he stopped in front of us, bandanna on spiky hair, leather jacket, ridiculous london punkpants and said, "excuse me, can i buy a cigarette from one of you?" to which i replied, "you can have one." he then told us how he plays for david bowie and is steven tyler's cousin and how because of his rock and roll lifestyle (jumping around on stage, mouth open, singing/playing hard) he inhales more second-hand smoke than normal people. "cocaine, heroin, alcohol...this is the biggest killer", he said as he sticks the cigarette behind his greasy ear. after the obligatory, "god bless" (all the crazy people say it here after you give them a cigarette, it's actually really nice) he walked away and left us laughing.
later that night during my second cig, i was harassed by a nice, young black man in a suit with his other friends and a swedish girl. he asked me if this was a dorm and then told me he would come back with jeans on and i would hardly recognize him (what?). he then asked me my name me:"rrrrright..." and all his friends cracked up. he said, "if they hadnt laughed you woulda told me your name wouldnt you?" me: "not my real one". this got a nice uproarious laughter by his drunken friends and the swede he was with says, "that's the difference between an american girl and a swedish girl." strange. im an american girl? that's probably the last time i'll ever be called that one in this country. im not american like apple pie; im american like the clap.
now i am off to go downstairs and smoke the last one of the evening. god, i love this freezing outside NY fall air. but for the love of christ, NYU, turn on the fucking heat!
posted by vic
@ 00:09
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Tuesday, October 10, 2000
Claire thomas.
posted by egeus
@ 22:40
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i just realized that i am constantly trying to find the happy medium between wonder and joy.
and if i have to do anything, that might as well be it.
posted by vic
@ 18:36
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wait, i dont get it...so WHO'S into the kama sutra?
i once knew this boy named oscar who practiced tantric sex. i was in love with him for four hours exactly. i bet marisa remembers because she was there when i got home from work (in love) and i remember we went upstairs and were sitting in my room talking quietly about kama sutra and making two spliffs to take to the dave matthews band concert.(im sorry frankie, did i mention drugs too much for you? f u!) that was a really great day/night. ahhh....i think it might have been my favorite night of the summer. but anyways, although oscar practiced tantric sex and would have practiced it on me with no problems, in the end i had to realize that i cant have sex with someone who works at the renaissance fair. i mean, maybe i could, but certainly not someone who is still a weapon's carrier! my god, i have some standards.
posted by vic
@ 16:56
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If this is a double post I don't know for I forgot whether I entered safe mode or not.
Hey so Kettle chips rock! I wrote a letter cussin' em out for not puting enough chips in there "5Oz bags" 5 Oz's my ass they better get a new weigher because I did nots sees nos 5 oz's in my previous bags. Anyway I sees a packages in my mail box todays and It's from Spokane, WA (funny same place where shady pass out game came from) so I'm wonderin what the hell's coming from there because I didn't talk to anyone else from shady Washington(roommate reference here) so it turned out to be be two kick down bags o chips from the mother of all good chips ... the Kettle dudes. SO writing useless postcards to chip companies does help folks.
Matt- I'd come down for another weak of hilarity and sock puppet mayhem but my ride just bailed out, so schwill it with the grapefruit schnap(I'm not even going to attempt to spell this for I will come out looking like a fool) for old times sake, not really though.
Marisa-looking at ice cream trucks is usually a good thing, you missed the shadiest Uncle delivery ever yesterday, the delivery(should I say shady shady man) dude instead of calling for some reason decided to be ROmeo or some unrequited lover and proceeded to throw a stone at the top floor window, lucky we were sittin there for I'm sure he would have eatin the pizza himself. Attempt number two at buying pizza with beefcake failed.
Adios
posted by marko
@ 14:04
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Shit--I just realized that when I don't do work, it doesn't disappear.
It was really good being home, but I got no work done at all, and it is all biting me in the ass. Good news is, I ransacked my sisters apartment for all kinds of clothes---when I talked to her this morning she told me not to wear her tank tops a lot because I'll stretch them out. My first inner reaction was "asshole!", but then I thought, ha ha, if I stretch them out, when she wears them, they will be fitted everywhere but in the chest, where they will be baggy bag baggy. ha. I skipped both of my hour and a half classes today----this is a portrait of a girl having a breakdown. Oh should I post the following? the person might just read it,but really who gives a shit--we ain't in high school no more. So guess whose into kama sutra? I'll give you a hint: "mike! it's time for brass ensemble!" he he he...matt don't take my head off for saying that---its too funny to be kept on the "dl".
posted by Record Album
@ 13:56
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listening to r.e.m.'s "nightswimming". don't feel like doing anything. don't want to sit or sleep or walk or eat or smoke or move or speak or write or see anyone or paint or clean or watch a movie or read or anything at all. i hate days like this. trap-ola, crap-ola.
posted by marisa jo
@ 13:10
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if i dont start wearing a bra my nips might freeze like this.
you know, it's funny cuz your mom used to say it to you when you were making stupid faces. and it's funny cuz my nips are frozen, cuz they're cold. and cuz i dont want permenantly erect nipples oh wait...
rrright...what the fuck am i talking about? goddammit! 2:30 AM, we meet again! oh, you late-night foe. i shall defeat you one day.
posted by vic
@ 01:24
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Uncle Matt's Wish List
I wish:
- my RA was Pauley Shore. I really do.
-I wasn't sick.
-I had done this paper today instead of playing pool for four hours.
-I was better at pool.
-I hadn't broken my guitar.
-I could understand Adam Smith, or at least this assignment.
-I was in first grade again. My first grade teacher was a babe.
-the heat would work in my room. Brr!
-my hair would fit in a ponytail.
-someone was awake on my floor to talk to. I just knocked on these girls' door and it took them 20 minutes to answer it because their boyfriends were giving them massages. Oops! Sorry!
-I could get more than 3 hours of sleep on a weeknight.
Okay, I'm done venting. Just ignore this. I just want to post it here so I can look back at it when I'm either a. used to this life, or b. happy. Then I can laugh at it. Oh, laughter. I need more of you. Hey, I think Aimee Mann is playing one of these weekends. And They Might Be Giants. It might be during Thanksgiving break. I'll let you know, if you want. You being everyone.
posted by heinous
@ 01:03
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Monday, October 09, 2000
tales of a runner.
after driving circles around evanston and taking a pee-stop-turned-mega-detour-through-beautiful-farmland, mark and i made it back to beloit late yesterday afternoon. oh, sunday drives. shakily scatterdly stressfully packed some of my things up in a box in a bag in a basket. a slight twist of the arm convinced me to sleep there (a wise choice, as i was in no shape for the drive). glad i decided to stay, fun times (mark ran around wearing a cardboard box, etc.). up 'till four while seth frantically smoked and tried to learn italian via lewd delerious associations (i.e. - i like to watch gwar?). left early this morning to make my kathy appointment. a trible called quest and coffee and camels kept me going. hard to leave. really hard. yeah. but i'll be back! muwhahahaaa...
posted by marisa jo
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Hey John looks like this Nathan kid is what we call here at Beloit Joe Random. Be careful, these sleasy characters come out at night when the partying is in full force then he'll take all your paisano and smoke all your shit. Beware of the Joe Randoms evrywhere, there is one in every college. AHHHHHHH
posted by marko
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Yeah, whats with these scavenger suckas? Theres this Kid Nathan here who can smell it when we smoke in our room, and he always shows up. Daniel likes him for some reason but I find him strictly a secondary consumer. The other day he was here when we were smoking, and when he came in Daniels was like, "Hey, scavenger!" And the kid nathan says, "hey, I was actually just about to go pick up a sack in like fifteen minutes and I'll smoke you up. I was skeptical, but Daniel was happy enough. So we all smoked a bowl and Nathan left to get his sack. This is at like ten. Of course, we proceed to smoke much more. At about one thirty, we remember that Nathan was supposed to come back. He didn't. Sucka.
posted by egeus
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sometimes i really like to torture myself. this was one of those times. fuck you in the goat-nads, virgil.
time for my 2 am cigarette and then bed. final stage of procrastination: defeat.
posted by vic
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Sunday, October 08, 2000
HAHAAHHHAHA FUCKERS! quarter to one and paper still not started! i did finish the notes though and have a good idea of what i will plaguerise in this goddamned paper. it only has to be one page. one page and i still wont do it! nope! now i have taken my procrastination to the indignant, damn-the-man phase. it is at this point that i delude myself into feeling powerful and "in control" of time. i now will pretend that i am "taking my time" and that they will never get me to start this paper until i am good and ready, goddammit! oooh, but really i just want sweet sleep and relief. NO I DONT! I AM THE MASTER OF MY DESTINY! not like that fucker, Aeneas. always relying on the gods to fulfill his fate. what a lazy bum controlled by rage. i dont HAVE to do anything. so ppffftttt.
in other news, i just went outside for a smoke and my RA, mikey grilled me about having a candle in my window last night at a very late hour. i didnt. i was tempted to ask him if when he said, "candle" he meant "roasting bowl of pot and boy with no shirt on bed". he then said that he liked my new coat a lot and when i told him i had just gotten it and wasnt so sure of it he said, "oh, you're hazing it? be assured, it looks great. i love it!". is this hazing he speaks of new slang for testing out clothes? and if so, that is really fucking funny! ooh, maybe funny cuz it's late and i will NOT BE CONTROLLED BY THAT FUCKING PAPER! AHAHAHAHAHA.
i have gone insane. be back in a few.
wooooooaaaa.
posted by vic
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well, in case anyone wonders, i am STILL the master of disaster (procrastination). yep, that's right, i've still got it. i thought maybe over the weekend i might have forgotten how to do it, but it's midnight and i still havent written that paper and ive barely read the sparknotes for thr fucking book! haahahhaah. i hate the aeneid! and it turns out that i didnt read it in highschool, that was the iliad. as if there is really a difference.
karen, you can most definitely stay at my place over the winter break. shit, it seems like that's the thing to do nowadays!
posted by vic
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Hey so I would like to formally like to thank sir Matt for the most awesome time yesterday. Chicago never has been so fun or atleast a building in Hyde Park hasn't been as fun, since Bill's place(he knew how to throw down to) SO I'm here back in Beloit after what seemed to be the longest philsophical car ride ever, not really that bad just that I had been living on like three hours of sleep thanks to the most awesome guy Matt, everyone must visit Matt, the man knows how to throw down. Never have a felt the one love in such an alienated place ... Matt you know wat I mean, you felt the ood vibes ... the kind spirits were deffintaly in full force last night. Vicky - sorry for leaving probably the most crazy message at a most pinnacle moment ... I'm sure you enjoyed the jarble though. You place is the next party stop (be prepared ... not really though)
John - I fished through my old pictures today and found some good shadow pictures, I put Marisa in charge of scanning them at one time or another ... so you will get them soon enough.
Matt & Steph _thanks once again for brightening an otherwise schwilly day.
Adios
posted by marko
@ 21:44
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you think im high, but im snot
okay, this is going to sound like hightalk but i swear that it isnt. when i thought it the first time on the phone with mike this morning, i wasnt high either. promise.
the thing is i always know that i am going to be alright. like even when im depressed or scared i always know. and lately ive been trying to put a finger on why that is. i finally figured out that it all derives from the fact that i was conceived out of love. my parents were madcrazy in love with each other when i was born. (this is before they had years to let everything go to hell) so if we all return to what we're from, i eventually will return to a perfect union of love. and no matter what happens, the worst thing is that i will return to true love! brilliant!
and now i have to read the aeneid and write a response. it is 10. i am very tired. but am i worried? NON! parce que ive gotta whole lotta love waiting somewhere. and the sparknotes for it. muwahahah.
posted by vic
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Hey Matt-- If you see Natalia and you remember, could you thank her for this Huck's ashtray? I use it all the time. thx
posted by egeus
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holy fucking college confusion, batman
ummm...rrrright....soooo....yeaaaah.
well, i am in a pickle of a jam here. mark and i have been 100% honest with each other about what happened last night and about how we dont want a "relationship" that is bound in foolish mortal terms. we both have other shit going on. his heart has been tied up in this girl from connecticut (sp? yeah, i know it's a state, fuck it) for years and i am well, insane and completely unable to handle normal intamacy things. we told each other everything. i told him how except for one other exception, i have never really kissed anyone ive loved, how it's never been an expression of feeling, but a physical act. and when it's an act, it's still fun and all, but when it's a manifestation of love it's fucking unreal. and now that ive had that manifestation type of kiss, i really dont wanna be bothered with the physical act kiss. it's like going backwards, it's counterproductive besides the fact that it isnt even the least bit appealing to me. arrrgh. the one thing that i didnt tell him was that i want to have sex with him until i flunk out of school because i was having too much sex and not doing anything else. i want to have sex sex sex sex sex sex sex!!! i have never really wanted to have sex with anyone before, even the people i have had sex with. shit, ESPECIALLY the people i have had sex with. i didnt tell him that. i dont think we're going to be physically together again. im not saying never, but i wonder. oh god, i have blue balls like nobody's business.
posted by vic
@ 19:21
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Umn, Mike, did your mom write that last blog? : )
posted by egeus
@ 15:53
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Triple blogging?? the world will never be the same.....
It snowed/hailed here last night as well. We were visiting the kids in CIA (Cleveland Institute of Art), and we only thought it was snowing when we got outside, but it was actually hailing, and I'm talking about these huge clumps of ice. They actually hurt when they hit you! So Alex and I both ran off seperately to get our cameras to take a picture (I'm not sure why exactly). However, when I came back, it had stopped, dammit. oh well. We hung out with this crazy fucking kid last night from CIA. His name's Andrew, and he's a chbby jewish kid with glasses (but no medication) who wears a different tie every day. When I first met him, I thought he was mentally handicapped, but he actually knew about the rondelles and lots of other shit like that. Anyway.....his celebrity levels are off the charts! He is one of those rare people you meet in life, much like Alphamale, Valerie Gonzolves, or Fran Quattrocki (dare I say Laura as well, vicki?).
I wish I was in Chicago enjoyign the shitty weather! Remember the harsh winters, and trekking to Ignatius despite the falling snow and bitter cold? Ahhh, high school. I stayed up till like 5 o clock last night, and we didn't even have any liquer! (unfortunately). We were just "hanging out". Today is Alex's roomate's birthday (his name is Rob), and we snuck into his room at 4:30, and Alex did one of those WD-40 flame thrower routines right above his head when he was in bed, and it made a loud noise, and Rob was like "What the fuck?" (but the tone was 'I am in danger' not 'I am pissed'), and five seconds later Gregg splashed water on him (like he was putting out the fire!), and Alex was like "happy birthday, rob" and then we skiddadled out of there. Rob went back to sleep, not knowing he had fallen victim to a birthday prank. It was vey funny, but not in the way I thought it would be. I kind of feel bad, because he seriously thought he was in danger.
Now I will do my laundrey, being that I have no clothes left (not even underwear) and my dirty ones are lying in a big heap right next to my desk.
posted by rayve nation
@ 12:37
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"once you pop, you'll never stop" - the sweet, wise words of gillian, on getting action in college.
posted by vic
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i have just had the most intense experience of my life. and i cant even begin to write about it because i cant even begin to begin to begin oh my god what has happened to me holy shit i cant believe it! ok, so long story short. im lying in my bed with mark, flesh on flesh, and we're kinda just lying there breathing and the phone rings and i dont answer it bc i dont want to stop touching him long enough to stand up and get it. and three of my friends leave this beautiful rambling message on my machine at 3 in the morning. and mark and i both listened to it as they recorded it so it was kinda like i was talking to them, but you know, not really. this is right after he said to me, "i want to meet everyone who has ever known you." and then, he kinda did. matt, steph, mark...you had no idea but you were part of this crazy lovefest going on in new york city all the way from good old chi-town. i had my census shirt on baby, you know it.
i have experienced something last night that i dont know if other people experience. i dont know if it's love, i dont think it is, but i think that it is something really out there and incredible and wonderful. oh man, im still shaking. and this isnt post-hookup satisfaction. oh my GOD! i am soo fucking happy! ooh god. i have never needed anything more than what happened to me last night. it has changed everything. everything. things will never be the same. my life will never be the same. it finally happened! oh, mom, you were right, why do i doubt you? weirdly enough, you crazy irish whiskey kids were there. you didnt know it, but i did. man, i carry all you kids around so much.
i love you all.
posted by vic
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Apparently I've raised my tolerance to inhumane levels. I've drank a bottle of 36 proof wine and four bottles of rolling rock and I'm still completely conscious and spelling things correctly. Woo-hoo! A sailor's life for me. Mark is telling me to write about "Watching the She-Ra Christmas Special [which is what we just did] in order to 'orientate' ourselves with the snow." If you didn't already read about it, it has snowed here already. It wasn't really snow; it was more like really small, half-melted hail. It piled up on Steph's windshield and looked like that chemical-based sidewalk salt. If you know what the hell I'm talking about (C'mon, you know, those little white pellets?) then a commendation is in order. Anyway, I'm gonna go finish the other two Rolling Rocks (or is that wine I'm drinking? Who cares?) until I pass out. I need to learn how to deal with hangovers. I've only had one, after all. Steph and Mark, when you read this: Thanks for a great time. Everyone: You're welcome here any time. Weekday or not. Mr. Heinrich is ready to have a good time with his good friends.
Guten nacht, meae amicae (Latin and German together. This is the life).
Love,
Matt
PS: <Cheap wine drunk>I think all of our blogs tonight have been the most love-filled blogs ever. The world is full of wonderful things. </Cheap wine drunk>
posted by heinous
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double triple blog!!!!!WHy is nobody alive here except Uncle Matt the only rocker in
chi town city of angels. sos I sais to the penguin on the sixth floor what's with the hay on the floor, what you havin a ho down or something, I wan't in ... about two hours ago ... in the past man .... in the past. WHat's with the circus outside ... by circus I mean why is no one outside gettin blotto with the funk ... by funk I mean Steph and Mark be the west sieeede rappas. WOrd to the homies in the neibahooooood! Here's Matt to cap this evenings events off with a supa bumbasteec supa dupa west sieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeede cap off. WHat's with the gas radiata yo! No pass outs SO just spent 15 minutes trying to pretend to be cops fun fun ga night everyone. CHi town ... who woulda thunk Chi town could be so much god damn fun, maybe cuz there's nothin to do in the Beloit area ... who knows ... we'll find out ... some day.
posted by marko
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hey - why hasn't anybody blogged since us?! why, i ask WHY?! I am drunk from wild irish rose....or as jimi hendrix would say...wilE Irish Rose....
Matt---ultimate fighting much?! huh?! ha ha ha..........................
ha.........
ha...........
posted by Record Album
@ 03:15
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beat that blog folks
Mark aka steph in disguise.
posted by Record Album
@ 02:09
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Hey all---you thought double blogging couldn't be done...but now it's a record, because this is a TRIPLE BLOG!!! Yes, that's right--matt, mark, and I are sitting here blogging! It's fucking snowing here and we went on a beer run to Walgreens, but had to go to a liquor store because walgreens wasn't selling it so late at night. However, we did run into piles and piles of books sitting outside of walgreens which we proceeded to steal/ save from the snow "en masse". Here is Mark...these books are pretty cool ... by cool I mean really cool ... and by really cool I mean it was pretty cool to steal neadless books from outside a drug store. The feds came and yella belly Matt decided to ditch half of our stash. So we proceeded to look for a store that would sell the liquid that makes ya wacky, with only half our stash god damnit! THe books man, the books! THe god damn good books that could have been stolen ... I mean saved. SO this store has no selection and we finally decide on (not paisano) but Wild Irish Rose with get this ... GINSENG yipee skipee. ALso it is noted that this so called drink has artificial flavoring and coloring ... so here's Matt to complete the blog triumpherant. Hello. I've had a bit of the old communion wine already, so I'll give you the real deal here folks. I didn't plan on ditching the books, Mark, I just put them down and we did a pickup after the HP Popo fled the vacinity. And that we did, so we have all the books, Mark. Mark: "No we don't have all the books." Yes we do, crackhead. Anyway. This is the life. All you kids have to come and visit me, and have fun like this. If I have a weekend without Ignatius kids, I'll go crazy. And do homework or something. God forbid. Okay you fucking little kids, this is Uncle Matt via the Stephone signing off. Good night, and God bless.
Mark says One Love!
Steph says that defeats the purpose of one love.
Mark says "Put 'and forces everyone else to say one love."
God save the queen.
This is History in the making, folks. "Fokles? hehe." Never to be ... "Everything we say gets written down." Never to be repeated again (unless we get a four-way going on here). But that's just kinky.
One love.
posted by Record Album
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ive been um, drinking, and now im waiting for someone. but really all i wanna do is call people which proves again that i am the same as jane bryne. one love.
posted by vic
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Every thousand years, this metal sphere ten times the size of Jupiter floats just a few yards past the Earth. You climb on your roof and take a swipe at it with a single feather. Hit it once every thousand years til you've worn it down to the size of a pea. Well, I say that's a long time. But its only a blink in the place you're gonna be. (Randy Describes Eternity)
posted by egeus
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