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Saturday, December 16, 2000
Last night me and my friend andrew had a great idea. None of our other friends like cheesy music, so we conspired to make a mix purely composed of cheesy easy listening ballads along the lines of stuff like "That's What Friends are For". They all have to be slow ballads, and they have to either be love songs or just really positive. Here's my song list so far:
Aaron Neville & Linda Ronstadt - Don't Know Much
Theme from Cheers
Stevie Wonder - I Just Called to Say I Love You
Dionne Warwick & Friends - Thats What Friends Are For
Vanessa Williams - Save the Best for Last
Diana Ross - If We Hold On Together (the song at the end of the land before time. it's great)
Janet Jackson - Again
Does anyone have any other song suggestions? Any input is welcome. If you aren't a member of the monster, you can post something on the guestbook. Vicki, I know there's that one celene dion song from her early years you really like (tee hee). Also, has anyone heard "I Got a Man" by Positive K? It's pure early nineties rap genious.
posted by rayve nation
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Where you sucka MCs at? I'm just chillin up in my crib site. People here so far: Heinrich, Natalia. Have seen neither of them. Hey Karen, guess who might be coming to town? Daniel Cully-Foster!!! That's right! But don't worry it is pretty hard to hide bodies in Chicago.
I sent this paper I wrote on Meno to my mom and my grandparents a couple of months ago because they kept hounding me about it, telling me how much they wanted to read it. I told them they would have to read Meno to understand the paper. They said ok and I sent it. When I got home they still hadn't read Meno or the paper. But, they assured me, they are going to read Meno in September when they take this class on Meno somewhere.
My Grandmother thinks I need to see a doctor about this habit I have developed of tapping my foot on the ground. I just do it when I am thinking. She says it is a sign of stress. Probably from all the hard intense work I am doing at school. But whats more likely: that? or coming home for a month to six parents?
I know I have asked for and gotten this once already but could you guys post the date and time of your respective arrivals?
Marisa, are you coming up to Chicago anytime soon?
posted by egeus
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arrgh. A lot of people left campus today. It made me sad. I can't wait till I go home, and then it will turn into a lot of people coming home. Tonight I watched PCU for the third time, and I appreciate the subtleties of it more every time. I then watched Volumen, a compilation of all of bjork's videos on DVD. It was soo good. All of her videos are so much better than the typical ones you would see on MTV. They are so weird; very nice. Well, I have kicked myself in the ass again and have not gone to sleep at a reasonable hour. I'm going to look so war-torn to my parents when I come home. I've got nasty bags under my eyes. My last final is on monday, and me and gregg have decided we are going to have alchohol in our backpacks durinng the exam, and we are going to start drinkin' right after we finish the exam and walk out that door. We are full of shit of course and this plan will never happen.
goodnight lovers.
posted by rayve nation
@ 03:39
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Dude! ... where's my blog ... oh there it is ha ha!
posted by marko
@ 01:23
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Friday, December 15, 2000
me no like when people no post
me no like when I eat only toast
mike say he like chiapas
but not in the anti-independence way
posted by Record Album
@ 16:30
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Hmmm...vicki has dropped of the face of this earth ever since she finished that paper. very strange.
posted by rayve nation
@ 16:28
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ps--I have done most of my studying from 6 am till now
posted by Record Album
@ 12:07
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my hygeine, or semi- lack thereof has come to kick me in the ass again. This fucking permanent retainer just came off from my bottom teeth and now I fear that my teeth have rotted away under it all these years and I have to go back to that asshole orthodontist and say "Oh, sure, I brush my teeth after every single meal!...Yeah, I still love that you play 93.9 after all these years...mmmhmm, daniel's married...why no, there is no child on the way, I just don't know what you're talking about!...you want to put me in braces again? well, now I can go seek out that UIC boy with braces who hit on me at the el and said "whatcha studyin'?" "french, he he" "[insert wierd comment in which he makes that rrrr, rrrr sound]" One half hour till I leave for my final, and I am so unprepared---please "say a little prayer for me"
posted by Record Album
@ 12:06
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OK!!! One more blog, one more cigarette, and one last check to make sure all suitcases, bags, and sacks are in order. Let's all have another Orange Julius.I am in denial about the fact that this room will be unoccupied and unwatched for a month. How many times over break will I wish I was here away from my parents?
Ovwer andd out troops. Regroup in the city of Charlie-town.
posted by egeus
@ 00:39
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Thursday, December 14, 2000
I have so fucked myself over tonight. I started studying for my microeconomics final late tonight because I thought it was at 3:30 pm. Much to my dismay I recently discovered it is at 8:00 in the fucking morning. I have barely started studying. fuck me fuck me fuck me....
posted by rayve nation
@ 23:50
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I have the fucking endurance of a child today!!! I can't take it anymore, I can't study. I have lost all my ability to concentrate...if only I had ritalin.
posted by Record Album
@ 23:06
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uh, yeah vicki. it's called "Liquor Store," not "Liquor Song." Get with the effing program!
posted by rayve nation
@ 19:54
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mmmm....denny's....
posted by Record Album
@ 18:30
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also: boston, chicago, kansas, alabama, what other bands are named after cities or states?
posted by marisa jo
@ 17:12
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still feeling strung out from my new meds. haven't left the house today (except for cigarettes), took a nap, and does anyone else find dustin hoffman attractive?
posted by marisa jo
@ 17:09
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full report:
i told gillian this morning about my bulletin board fiasco and she loved it. she said that last night when she stumbled in at 4 am after much drinking and drama she stood there looking at it for a good 5 minutes thinking, "yes. that is why you cant have nice things." in a really funny twist she also revealed that she was the one who put up the original post - "fantastic booze and mediocer sex" as a social commentary on the amount of misspelled graffiti in this building. she said that she considered it performance art but that it just got out of hand. oh, hysterics. sometimes i really love her.
mike just called less than jake's, "liquor song" an anthem!
my father also gave it up and finally verbalized that all of his favorite bands are named after either states or cities. it was a hard truth for us all to come to grips with, but we're dealing.
i forget who it was last night, but someone told me that lester burnham (from american beauty) is an anagram for humbert learns. very interesting.
fuck me in the gonads...ive let this stupid take-home final eat my soul.
im one paragraph from the finishing line.
aahhhhhhh!
posted by vic
@ 13:50
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I found another wonderful website for feminism
posted by Record Album
@ 13:45
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I called my dad a little bit ago to tell him that I didn't want any presents from them, I just want them to go volunteer somewhere, and not just write a cheque, but do something really hands-on. He just kept questionging my motives. And I was trying to hide my crying on the phone, because I just realized we have soooo much everything. I have my whole family, my grandparents are still alive, my parents are together, the family has more than enough money, what the fuck do I need another sweater for?! Then I pointed out that when both my parents came to america, they were piss poor. They barely had anything, my dad's parents were working in a fucking thread factory, and trying to get rid of the rats in their apartment, and the only people they knew were my grandfather's family who were, excepting his cousin, assholes to them. My mom's side had to live above a psych ward in a one-room place. And even before that time both sides were stealing bread and butter to feed their own fucking kids during the war!!! I digress--so I was pointing out that they were flat broke, and would they not have been grateful if someone had helped them out? and weren't they grateful to the people who did? I told him that I won't take any gifts from them this year, at all. And the really disgusting part of this, is the fact that at christmas time everyone is gonna be "oh stepho! she's such a good girl! look at what she's doing!" everyone will be mildly condescending and mocking because they feel like assholes, because they can't do the same (or for some other unbeknownst reason). I just wanted to scream at my dad "Don't forget your fucking roots!!!!!!" Well, I am going to look into things I can do on the 25th or before that time, to volunteer. If anyone wants in, tell me. Don't think of this in a cheezy, gee-lassy-everyone-forgot-what-christmas-is-about, I'm-doing-this-because-I-get-a-gold-star-and-an-advance-in-my-allowance, way, but I think that it would be really nice and warm if a bunch of us did go to a soup kitchen or something like that.
posted by Record Album
@ 12:18
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Marisa, this is too little too late but...I'm so excited you are seeing Ok Go! with the this american life tour. Me and vicki saw them when they opened for the promise ring. They have their moments (Remember their cover of 'don't get me wrong,' vicki? it was soo goood.), and their lead singer is hot as hell, so have fun.
posted by rayve nation
@ 12:05
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"she's got moxie," perhaps? I still don't know what that means, after all these years...
posted by rayve nation
@ 11:33
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ssshheeeeeeee-it! im fucked now my monkey friends. so, karen's plane is going to be late as hell, which is a good thing (unfortunately) as it will give me more time to answer this final three page question for my take-home final on a book i never read. so im not so in trouble over that. little does karen know that all my good intentions of cleaning this room and having a beautiful little place for her to stay have remained just good intentions.
anyway, the fucked im referring to now is the vertigo, which is back and better than ever! now i know that it is completely ear-related because this morning when i woke up, after my lovely 4 hour nap (fuck!), i was laying on my left side with my ear on my pillow and it was popping like mad! it's the same sensation one would get when yawning on a plane or being in high altitudes or under deep water except that i am not in any of those situations and it's constant. i really dont want to face permanent deafness here but i have no time to fix this till i get home. the vertigo/balance problem which used to happen only at night when i first would close my eyes and lay my head on the pillow is now constant also. i am leaning as i type this.
my bulletin board note is still there. ha. ha. HA.
posted by vic
@ 11:09
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A question: I am trying to circulate a phrase that is the equivalent of "she's got a pair of balls" and/or "she's got balls of steel for women. Now would this be "she's got tits of steel"? "ovaries of..."? no, not ovaries. Yeah but I need a good phrase
posted by Record Album
@ 10:43
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I have just awoken from a 13 hour sleep, and it was wonderful. But it's still okay because the time is 11 right now. Vicki-I am so glad that you tore that shit down, and that you put that sassy ole note down. I had really really strange dreams last night. Part of one was that courtney and I drove to see Ignatius in John's stick shift car which could actually be driven automatically. We run into a Ukrainian dance where there are bunches of young people that I know. While we're changing, we see a dead dog being sizzled on one of those long sizzling board things they have at asian stir-fry places. At some point during the night, the poster over my bed fell on me, which scared the living shit out of me, and I just laid there in fear for 5 minutes before opening my eyes.
Yesterday I went to health services so I could get a note for that fucking paper that I really fucked the date up for. The nurse was such a sweet lady that I felt bad lying to her but nevertheless, this was one of those situations where I wished I was wearing a bra, because she had to listen to my chest from the front and told me to lift up both my sweaters and I was like "both of them?!" and was about to explain to her, that I don't have a bra on right now but then I stopped being a fool and flashed her.
posted by Record Album
@ 10:28
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way to go, vic. ten extra points for replacing the bulletin board with "this is why you can't have nice things." you rule.
i hate starting new medicine because i wake up feeling really strung out and then i have to pop (first i typed poop) another pill. ack, i feel so weird.
posted by marisa jo
@ 09:09
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this one's creepy too but i still like it.
posted by rayve nation
@ 07:41
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hey kids, I was looking at bjork wallpapers instead of studying and I cmae across this creepy wallpaper. it doesn't look like her at all.
posted by rayve nation
@ 07:32
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my room smells like ASS. and i don't mean it in the typica;lguy snene either. What I mean is it smells like pharts in here, and I'm sure it was because Richard has been farting all night, just like he always does. I guess I didn't really notice it because I usually sleep in my own bed, but last night I was studying chem with gregg, and I fell asleep. I then proceeded to wake up 45 minutes ago, eat breakfast, and come back home to find that my roomate has been farting all night. ah well, at least i don't have the clapp.....
posted by rayve nation
@ 06:58
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VICTORY IS MINE!!!!
due to my caffiene-addled brain and the anomie and therefore, deviance, produced by urban life, i have ripped down the bulletin board in a blaze of glory. oh how sweet it was to shred and crumple all of those slanderous words! their tool of evil, the marker, now rests safely in my pocket, and a new sign now adorns the board - in capital letters, scrawled on the back cover of my Quantative Reasoning workbook, "THIS IS WHY YOU CAN'T HAVE NICE THINGS"
god, sometimes i rock me like a hurricane. who's the fucking regulator, now, huh? who's the regulator NOW!!!
thank you and goodnight.
posted by vic
@ 01:42
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so i was watching "undressed" (shutup), and then this "jackass" program i hear so much about came on, and i had no idea that it's those same damn kids that made the "camp kill yourself" videos! did you? goddammit!
in other news: i do not enjoy being toyed with.
now back to my gluing and painting.
posted by marisa jo
@ 00:20
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Wednesday, December 13, 2000
warning: guttermouth ahead.
some fuckface from my floor knocked on my door and asked me if i had a bowl (not for popcorn, folks), to which i replied, "yes". to which he replied, "can i uuuuse it?" in his whiny voice. so i got it for him and while im standing there, waiting for the obligatory, "would you like to smoke with us?" he grabs it and is halfway out the door. all i had time to do was yell, "dont break it, dont lose it, and have it back tonight".
what the fuck?
someone needs to teach a goddamn class on marijuana etiquette. it's not me, but one of you should get on that shit. this floor never fails to amaze me with their rudeness. t minus 4 hours till i rip that bulletin board to shreds. t minus .5 days till KAREN!!
posted by vic
@ 23:18
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Fuck Dubya
A moment of silence please, our country has just gone to pot... and not in the way that would be really, really fun. I can't believe I live in a country that has just "elected" a man that basically sponsored 135 executions in the last 5 years. Steph, the next time you are in an I hate Canada rut, just think of Dubya (I can't get enough of this joyfully disrespectful handle) and... I don't know, to me, Dubya is enough reason to live in another country. Also steph, I love the new nickname. It's sooo you on many different delicious levels (I can only think of two, so don't call me on that one). Goddamn, I miss you. I still have that letter I wrote you back in October. It has taken me 2 and a half months to find a 20 cent stamp, for I refuse to pay 66 cents to mail this- yes. it's that good. I am sick and desperately trying to get well before I leave for New York in T minus 9 HOURS!!!! Why won't it stop snowing?!?!? I love you all. Good luck on finals. Peace in the Middle East.
PS. Another reason why we should all love Bill Murray very, very dearly: he was in the front row at Nader's New York support rally. mmmmm....liberals...{gurgle gurgle}
posted by K-Lo
@ 22:11
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so i finally snapped out of the BAD day-long pit of despair i was sinking into. i called my mom and she told me to rip down the disgusting bulletin board in the hall. it's just a piece of paper tacked to a board. i can easily remove the paper and the marker in one swift move. so tonight, when the rest of the unsuspecting fools sleep, i will creep outside and take their tool of destruction away from them. because i am still she-ra and justice must be upheld!
i also got out of the building to walk over to the bodega and get coffee and that helped a lot. i was so lonely that when the creep behind the counter asked me if i wanted him instead of sugar, i almost responded "yes! please! take me away from here faster than calgon!" instead i just giggled and let him believe he was suave. it's not hurting anyone; and it's certainly not hurting my pocket with those fabulous gigglygirl discounts i get for doing it!
large coffee number 1 commence!
woohoo!
posted by vic
@ 20:41
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sorry, I meant THE SHOWER
posted by Record Album
@ 19:26
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I just saw the most beautiful movie called The Shower. I was sobbing after the movie was done, because I realized how important it is to have my sister and brother. Then I began to realize (I know this conversation has been had before) what an un-understanding dick I was about my mom's brother dying in germany when I was in 4th grade. I had totally not connected that event with her 50th birthday (the same year) and I once screamed at her "What about that nervous breakdown when you turned 50?! And made the house hell that Christmas!!!" And she said "Did you ever think that that wasn't it?!" And only until much later did I realize what she meant. Her brother died that thanksgiving, and I always had this strange assumption planted in me that because I didn't really know him, she must not have, which was so wrong and childish and stupid of me to ever think---even if part of the time that I was thinking it was when I was a child.
posted by Record Album
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i forgot to mention the great thing that happened yesterday: i finally received my "modern rock" cds! yes, that's right, the collection of eighties hits you sing and dance with when you see it advertised on television. this has brought me much joy - what, with the singing and the dancing it forces me to do - but is also a bit hazardous because i can't help but laugh hysterically everytime some of the tracks come on. examples: when i try to make up german words to sing along with "99 luftaballons", as i do the robot during the "safety dance", etc. i can't tell you how fabulous it is! even if it does make me feel lame.
a gentleman caller? at this hour? mark and jah-nine, you will be pleased to know that the fedex man just rang and i now hold our tickets for new years. the entire fucking envelope is filled with glitter. that, i could have gone without. (apparently they don't keep up with martha stewart - because that is so passe). and you each owe me $238.
i haven't puked at all today, but everything i try to eat or drink has the remanent flavor of vomit. just thought i'd share.
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janine just called. we came to the conclusion that 3crazies = 1person. and i guess the episode of mtv's "mission: makeover" with my pal joe leone was on today. whoops. missed it.
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i saw doctor c----k today. he took me off the zoloft, put me on effexor, left me on the serzone. that's the fourth or fifth time i've been taken off zoloft. i've heard good things about effexor: it's supposed to increase levels of both serotonin and norepinephrine (as opposed to just serotonin as with zoloft), and it's supposed to begin working faster since you don't have to build up the dosage . it also can cause severe withdrawls if skipped for even a day. i hate that i know so much about medicine. i hate medicine. but i really want to feel better. ack.
i'm going to... do things now. buh bye.
posted by marisa jo
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i'm hoping that my desire to destroy everybody is hormonal, finals/stress related, or a direct result of watching battlebots last night. otherwise, im going to have to admit im the prince of darkness. and that's just such a pain.
posted by vic
@ 14:10
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well, the "what do you want for the holidays" board outside my room has turned into an excuse for all the assholes on this floor to prove how ignorant they are in writing. it's making me ill. when karen gets here and i get some of my balls back (and some drinkin' on) i may be forced to rip it down. the entire thing is covered with these disrespectful, sexist, disgusting comments. for example -
"a dick in my mouth" - andrea
"a bottle of jose cuervo and captain morgan shoved up my ass" - andrea
"a restraining order so rishi will stop beating me" - allie (his girlfriend)
"a drunk jew" (this was later scratched out.)
obviously, this andrea girl did not write the ones that have her name underneath them because also written is "for the 6th floor to stop making me a victim of their insecurities" - andrea.
the only one i actually agree with is, "for everyone to go fuck themselves", which surprisingly, i did not write. i have realized that not only do i hate this city, but i hate this school. you cant even give these kids a marker without them being hateful! what the fuck am i doing here?
now back to d-day, the final hour.
i miss you all so much. i miss kids who think and are decent human beings and dont like hurting people. where's the love, hanson, where is the love?
posted by vic
@ 13:33
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Notrub225 (1:32:36 PM): happy holidays
Aahaber (1:32:47 PM): you too
posted by rayve nation
@ 12:43
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i have recently taken to drawing tattoos on my body. more gift ideas for me: tattoo or crayola washable markers.
damn i wish i had money. i'd ink this body up beyond recognition! frankie is always like, "do you really wanna be a tattoed girl?" and im all, "YES! yes! yes!!!"
marisa - im worried about you, call me.
mike - that goes double for you, mister.
posted by vic
@ 11:47
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Get this dawg out of here!! Carla is gettin' on ma nerrrrves. smell "all y'all" later!
Marisa---I don't know if you have stopped smoking or not, but they just did a study on pot and people getting withdrawal symptoms--maybe that's it, or maybe it' snot
posted by Record Album
@ 09:08
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vicki used the words "drop that zero and get yourself a hero!" in an email. who are you, ricki lake? those is jokes, it cracked me up.
yesterday was a bit odd. i spent the day being productive, worked on the covers for the book i'm binding, made some more paper, cooked some tempeh satay. went to kathy's and we talked about my dad a lot. that was good. on the way home i stopped off at arts/crafts store to pick up a few things i needed for some projects. while i was there i started to have hot/cold flashes and felt dizzy and clammy. the weirdest part is that that's happened to me at least three other times in that same store. hmmph?! anyway, i only got one of the items on my list because i felt like i was going to die. it's about a ten minute drive to my house from there, but it felt like an hour. as i approached jefferson i started to sweat and i rolled down the windows (subzero temp, mind you). and then i started to vomit. there was no place to pull over. normally i can stop myself, oh, but not this time. so there i am, driving down J street, trying to puke out the window, occasionally the wind would whip it towards my eyes and forehead. yum yum. after about a mile i stopped and was able to contain myself until i got home. then i lost it for another hour. it was weird puke because all day i'd just had many cups of tea and a bit of that satay. set myself up with a cup of peppermint tea (with a straw, so i wouldn't have to sit up) and a bucket, and passed out shortly thereafter.
so i wake up today, no more nauseous than i typically am at this hour, but just really out of it. feeling kind of scared to drive up to riverside to see doctor c----k, though. i don't want to puke in my car again. it was no fun, no fun at all.
and i apologize if i offended anyone with the vomit-rich content of this post.
posted by marisa jo
@ 08:13
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I really hate the quote *Why would you frown when someone could be falling in love with your smile?* It fucking sucks. I would want someone to be falling in love with my intellect and not with my smile. Christ, I would respect no one who fell in love with another person on account of their smile.
posted by Record Album
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im sorry steph, i reposted and erased it. those was jokes. i forget that you're sensitive and most of all, grudge-holding. please forgive and forget that i wrote that!
in other unrelated (or maybe really related news)...
when anyone says that i am sweet it just makes me realize how little they really know me. im not sweet. flat out. never have been, never will. i just dont have it in me.
i have just put many styling products on my hair to make me have a bouffant flip upfront like all those girls in the 50's. i have failed.
posted by vic
@ 00:43
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Tuesday, December 12, 2000
In fact vicki, that was a real dick move. Once in a while you pull something out of your ass like this, which just serves as a glaring reminder that you can't be trusted for the most part, and that you lack a sense of propriety.
posted by Record Album
@ 23:40
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Vicki, this was the worst time to ever pick to kick me while I'm down, for at 5:30 today, the 12th of December, I reread my directions for my take-home exam in social psych and it said due December 12th before 5pm. For some reason I was convinced that it was due December 15th.
posted by Record Album
@ 23:06
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im sorry. im a dick!
posted by vic
@ 22:10
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For a number of reasons that have led up to this, I cannot WAIT to go upstairs and use the phrase (credit vicki) "get over yourself" on carla. that bitch has crossed me for the last time. I'll explain later
posted by Record Album
@ 18:32
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mike, this friend is laughing at you for linking to your website on your own website's page. fool. i love you and miss you!
posted by vic
@ 15:14
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Last night I referred to twoheaded monster dot org as "the monster" and all my friends proceeded to laugh at me
posted by rayve nation
@ 13:18
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five years from now, am i still going to be checking my email compulsively? hopefully, by that time that chip will be firmly planted in my brain.
where do you want to go today? muwahahahaha!
posted by vic
@ 12:03
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im a dick. karen WAS at that party. i know she was because i just realized it was the summer of junior year (not sophomore) and i remembered what she was wearing. it's strange because i dont have a single picture of her from that night but i know she looked really cute and asked dan blythe for a lighter. the reason why i dont remember her is beacause midway through the evening she sneaked off with joey to go smoke a joint. why did they have to sneak off? because i had made a rule of no pot-smoking in the yard. who am i?
it's the apacolypse. there has been nothing but one siren after another all morning long. the wind is howling like ive never heard it howl before. it's whipping around in the courtyard so hard that there is a breeze coming straight through my broke-ass windows and is moving items on my windowsill. the trees (the two i can see from here) look like they're going to fall over. im frightened. hold me.
posted by vic
@ 07:55
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This is mike, I am sorry I have dropped off this earth, but I am still here. I just got oof the phone with stephanie. it was pretty shweet. Last thursday night was one of the best times I've had at college. Me and just about every goddamn person I know at Case went to go see the dismembement plan at the grogg shop, this dirty little venue that is just like the fireside bowl except there it has a bar, and half of the people are only there to drink. it's kind of funny actually-on one side of the room are the indie rockers, eagerly staring at the stage (which is just a little platform mind you) waiting for the opening band to come out, while on the other side there are the hard-hitting 30 somethings being drunk and loud at the bar, not even paying attention to the music. It's so great. anyway...the show was a blast. I didn't expect to liek them, because I heard a few songs by them and didn't like them, but by the second song I realized I had them all wrong. Because of their semi dc-hardcore songs, I assumed they were angry. this was not the case, cuz they were all smiling up on stage, just trying to have fun. (it was a very nice realization, much like the one I made with modest mouse) Also the singer was really hot (think mark mcgrath people) so how could I not like em? That was not what made the show so much fun, though. What made it so fun is that there were so many of us, and we were all dancing! it was great. There were eleven of us, and we made up about one fourth of the crowd. We totally took that place over by storm.We just danced krazy dances that we should have been embarressed to do but weren't. It was so fun and dorky of everyone. This really hilarious kid andrew, who is a chubby jew from brazil (what?), was wearing his scarf around his head, and he was jumping all around. good times.
Fuck, it's almost 6:00, and I told myself I woundn't cry! (actually I told myself I woundn't stay up this late again. For the past three nights, I have stayed up till 5:30, 7:30, and 8:30, for no legitimate reason)
I feel bad that i haen't blogged recently. I read your story about kelly at the party, vicki, and I never laughed so hard at 2:30 in the morning before. I got this nice warm feeling in my stomach. That party was soo good. So much shit went down that that party could have its own web site (as could the evoluion of man conference)
Shit I meant to type a whole lot more, but that phone call really messed up my plan (thank-you steph. I'm being serious)
goodnight friends. i miss you guys a lot.
posted by rayve nation
@ 05:06
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wow steph. you definitely win the award for most senseless links. how do you even find this stuff?
here is a link for sinead's (gillian's friend) page for an advanced web design class. there isnt any content but the design is really lovely. check it out. it's short and sweet.
today i was talking to frankie about fake IDs and he said that my "thug" aura is going to hinder my ability to get in anywhere. by thug, we're referring to suburb thug. he said this is something i picked up just at the right time for it to stay with me. DAMMIT! i asked, "is not karen far more thuggish than me?" to which he replied, "karen is a two-fisting momma. you, you've gotta shady thug presence about you."
great. im glad i picked that up just in time.
posted by vic
@ 00:09
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Monday, December 11, 2000
Victoria, this might happen if you don't change a certain away message soon....
posted by Record Album
@ 23:10
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today i accomplished none of the simple tasks that i had planned. imagine that. gee, maybe tomorrow. talked with george a bit this evening (it'd been a long while), we did our usual bitching about relationships and life, and vicki made my chest rattle with laughter as we had a cigarette together (over the computer, nrrrd3life). watched the daily show tonight because i got word that ira glass was the guest. he was, of course, brilliant. T minus five days until the show! and T minus three minutes before i pass out, goodnight world.
posted by marisa jo
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Everyone told me "Stephanie, your ticket home will be really expensive because you are buying it so late" yet, as usual, I didn't believe them, until I was calling around for tickets and they all cost howyousay 1000 dollars. This caused me to really start freaking out and thinking that I was never really going home now. However, I called the canadian student travel agency, who found me a ticket for around 300 bucks, which is about how much a ticket would cost normally!! Count yer blessings and tell Jesus thank you, because I'll be home for christmas!
posted by Record Album
@ 23:01
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egads. im not feeling so um, good today. i smell. i am reveling in my own stench. it is vile. i am vile. karen better get here quick and save me from myself. im pretty sure this insta-depression is hormones (goddamn them!). i hope every single man whose eyes come across this page takes a minute to be thankful that for nearly two weeks out of every frigging month your brain doesnt switch on you and leaves you with no way to control/alter it except to rest assured that eventually, after you have alienated everyone and yourself, it will return to normal - and then three weeks later start again.
blech. blah.
MIKE RAY: WHERE ARE YOU?
posted by vic
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steph - it's been covered a million times. i dont know who sings the original. madonna covered it around 7 years ago when she was doing the whole techno thing for the FIRST time. judith light also sang a fabulous rendition on an unforgettable episode of "who's the boss?".
posted by vic
@ 18:59
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I just saw Soft fruit. It was so good, except for the parts when those obnoxious roommates of mine and their various cohorts kept talking during the good parts. Assholes. Does anyone know (vic, I think you would) who sings that song "Fever"? Y'know, fever when you kiss me, fever when you hold me tight, I get the fever..?
posted by Record Album
@ 17:40
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a few hours ago i went into my room to take a nap. instead i listened to the get up kids (the first lp, four times in a row) and the " i shot andy warhol" soundtrack (melts me everytime). tore up my room looking for the box of letters i keep. found it, read some, threw the box back to the ground and then wrote for a few hours. and here i am. still tired. but i'm going to shutup now and eat a sandwich and watch the golden girls. yippie skippie.
posted by marisa jo
@ 17:21
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Today I made friends by using sex...
tris! That's right, sextris, that porn tetris game which everyone should download is big fun. An hour before Ella's exam, she sat here for too long and tried to get the highest score, which she did because as she said "I think it's 'cause I have a good imagination" Alicia sat here for a while, too. Even the usually conservative margaret got a glimpse of sextris. Courtney was just over and we exchanged notes from cultural studies (she saw, but didn't play sextris...I probably should have made her, but eh, oh well)
Hmmm, I have taken to Lil' Bow Wow who is the "flyest thing walkin through junior high school" Also, Snoop Dogg raps on "my name is" and he says "calgon, calgon take me away"
posted by Record Album
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The snow has come at last. I went to one class and decided to take a snow day for the rest of the evening/late morning. gobbly gook. Hey Matt if you are there what was that quote from Return to Oz about the chickens flying the and the little girls going crazy? Just was wondering. If anyone wants to see a very nice scary muppetesque dark eighties film watch Return to Oz just rereleased.
posted by marko
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this lovely little pic you see is straight from the the weather.com page. and it is in reference to chicago! YAY! i hope it's all white and beautiful when i get back - the perfect weather for sledding! i am going to sled until my whole body is soaked and i have to peal off all my clothes in the kitchen and get naked before i can put on fresh, hot, dry clothes. ooh, i cant wait.
i wish it was a snow day here, and for more than purely chevy chase reasons. (although, that's a BIG part of it.)
posted by vic
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there is a new bulletin board up in the hallway which asks the burning question, "what do you want for the holidays?" underneath, markers are provided so that students can write their responses on the board. this freedom of expression has enabled some moron to be clever enough to write, "fantastic booze or mediocer sex". not only is the response embarassing but the spelling error is GLARING! i have to sit on my hands to not go out there with a red pen and correct it.
one more reason why i hate new york: i just paid .75 for a 5 piece pack of trident gum. that is highway robbery.
posted by vic
@ 10:19
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hey so vic, that snow that i was telling you wasn't here yesterday? it's here now! i woke up at seven to the phone ringing off the hook with my sister's friends calling to cheer about their snow day (chevy chase is nowhere to be found). i can hardly see the house behind me, and we're supposed to get six more inches by noon! the only downside? i have three two cigarettes left, and no southern comfort (my "snowed in" beverage of choice). but, i shall live.
that sublime album is going for seventy bones? gee, i always thought it was special, but i didn't think it would have any exceptional monetary value.
hey steph, here's a good movie for ya: i just finished watching "for pete's sake" starring babs as a young housewife married to a cabbie who gets sold into a series of crooked jobs to pay back a loanshark. the film (ha) ends with her accidentally releasing a winnebago full of cows into the streets of brooklyn. it was fabulous, i swear, two snaps up. god bless early morning hbo.
my weekend was good. went up to school, hung out with the kids. my hunch about ovulating was right on: woke up to a bloody vagina saturday morning! (i apologize for being so vile, but i am very happy to see it certainly was hormonal). was in terrible pain, but it was nothing three of janine's magical advil migraine (my new favorite OTC drug) and a heavy dose of karmahydrates couldn't numb temporarily. felt pretty much a-okay until sunday evening on my drive home. i used to dread that two hour trek through the farmlands, but i've really learned to love it. driving has once again become my safe place. two hours to sing loud and bad and analyze and cry and do whatever i want. i am in control. i've been rediscovering tapes evan has made for me and well, what can i say, i am so vain, i think every song is about me. it's great fun. so anyway, i'm driving driving driving and i'm thinking thinking thinking and i start to realize and process what just happened and i start to think about how the manner in which i handle relationships has evolved and how i have this tendency to sabatoge things because i am so afraid. ick. so i called vicki and tried to verbalize it babble babble blah blah blah and this turned into one of our famoush lengthly full-circle psychoanalytical sessions. wow, we do that a lot, ya know? it's kinda goofy and frustrating, but i must admit i do love it in a perverted sort of way.
janine and i were talking a lot about regression this weekend. yesterday we listened to nirvana. and now i'm listening to everclear's "world of noise". didn't realize how old it was - 1993? have i even been around that long? guess so. it's scary to remember being eleven and twelve. what am i talking about, it's scary to think about a lot of things. what's with that?
i am going to stop this rambling post now. i want to fix my terrible computer and play in the snow. and make myself crazy. it can be so much fun!
posted by marisa jo
@ 09:54
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How do I find this famed sextris?! the porn tetris game?!
posted by Record Album
@ 08:27
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Yesterday I called ye ole mama and tato up (that's mom and dad for those of you not in the know) and told them how quite a few people I know are really stressed out, and their parents have been really unsympathetic (Alicia saying "mom, I'm really sick, getting dizzy spells and nausea" "it's just stress") and then I said "I'm really just telling you this so you won't do the same to me" and my dad goes "what? No, no, no! when you're high we'll give you downers and when you're low we'll give you uppers, he he he" and both of us are having a good laugh at this and I'm saying "yeah? could you hook some of my friends up with drugs? he he he" and my mom, also on the phone, keeps saying "George! What are you talking about?! Stop making jokes all the time!!" That was good fun.
Right now, my room stanks of stale cigarettes and cold, something I really just don't like.
Softfruit has been catching my eye at the video store a few times lately! I think I might just have to get it.
And that party!! Oh that was such good fun! Morningfields shawn almost got with louise, and I remember standing in the kitchen while kelly said "I have a really big headache....some booze will cure that [cue kelly sticking straw directly into jack daniels bottle] Wait, now if Karen wasn't there, what party was it that karen was going to wear that tube top, but then ended up wearing a red shirt???
posted by Record Album
@ 08:19
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another gift idea pour moi: the odd numbers have a new cd out entitled, "about time". that's right it's about time, about time they actually put out something normal people can get a hold of. i would really love this as up till now i have been listening to a copy of a copy of god knows what and the quality is horrible and there are only 4 songs. the link to order it from cdnow.com will be displayed here for your shopping convenience. heh heh.
posted by vic
@ 03:39
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marisa - do you still have your skunk copy of "40 oz."? wasn't it scratched to hell? did you fix it? it's going for over $70.00 on ebay. you've got yourself a collector's item. they're also selling an empty 6-pack case of sublime for $1. and three "never been filled or capped" empty bottles of sublime for $3. hehe. if i had a dollar for each bottle of that i've "never filled or capped", i wouldnt have to pay for cigarettes with nickels and dimes.
okay, this no sleep thing is getting ridiculous.
posted by vic
@ 03:25
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i was wondering if we could all just sit back and remember something for a moment while i smoke this cigarette. we all say "lover", right? as in, goodnight lover, (fill in your verb form) lover...but do you all remember where that originated? why that would be from little miss kelly coffey, purveyor of catch phrases since 1988 when she began her "funny phase" which has never ended.
(kelly - do you remember sitting in the farrelly's living room in the summer and trying to tell me and frankie a "joke" about watermelon in the cabinet and we mocked you horribly and i think even physically taunted you? was this the same incident in which we made fun of your nurse barbie doll with wedding gown because i had one that my grandma made a dress for and that was better? are these unrelated incidents of kelly-torment? it's very possible)
anyway, think back to that one big party i had two summers ago. the one that was actually a "success". i will now give a guest list: mike, steph, kelly, john,("if you ever touch her again, i'll break every bone in your hand", was what i believe frankie threatened him with before the clock had even hit midnight and not long before john vomited all over the backyard), louise, monika, sam, joey, that crazy bitch heather, brian (how i love him to this day), andrea, shawn davis, rachael ohman, rachel frizzi, claire, kit r. (supposedly according to kelly i tried to convince him to make out with her...wha?), emily cikanek, maggie, gareth, dan blythe, mike holland, jessica ramirez, OMAR(?) and maybe some other kids like that who i dont remember cuz they left early after frankie's friends arrived and promptly kicked them out of the porch, matt murray and his band of ravers including the other matt, aka kelly's first makeout session, and a certain blockbuster employee wearing an elmo shirt. what a great fucking bunch of people who should NEVER come together again.
anyway, kelly had to (surprise) go through some sort of hot-light inquisition about whether my mom was home (no), if there would be drinking (lots), and the like before she could escape her grandma's clutches and join us. when she got there, i believe she started drinking heavily, heavier than ive seen her do (except for that one time when she tried to drink two bottles of boones and sober up in a two hour time span) and mid-night she had forgotten about her family problems. we were all standing in the kitchen, when kelly, who had taken to drinking out of a bottle of hard liquor with a straw (whiskey perhaps, or was it the bottle of $4 tequila maggie brought as a "present"?) was asked by frankie if she needed anything. her reply, dead-pan, bottle and straw in hand, was, "make me a drink, lover". and so the madness began. and may it never end.
that night kelly went on to slam me up against the garage wall, soap opera stylee, and rip the green mardi gras beads frankie had strung on me off my neck. she claims that this was a threat to make me stop telling kit r. to kiss her. i have no recollection of the reason for her violence, but i do have a picture of me with the beads in my hands looking mighty stunned. (wait, every picture of me that night looks mighty stunned...or is that drunk? haha)
i do remember later that evening going behind the same garage with steph, smoking a cigarette (my all-time fave party activity ever - the sneaky steph smoke) and ashing it into her belly button. she was not happy about that but quickly lost interest in getting me back when the raver boys showed up - "show us your dance! show us your dance!"
by that point the evening had gotten extremely messy, as summer evenings of that era were known to do, and i was probably down the block making out with peter on the side of his tiny car. or perhaps i was on the porch grinding matt murray in a most unpleasent and very pornalicious manner.
forgive me as i know you have all heard this story a million times. it's just such a great one i feel the need to re-tell it again and again. it's part of the old man complex. that and these black socks.
alright, im done as i have to be up in four hours.
goodnight lover.
posted by vic
@ 01:48
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steph - that is very weird that you just wrote that because i just saw one of the most beautiful movies ever and i couldnt wait to recommend it to someone! the name is soft fruit and everyone should go out and rent it right now. the casting is amazing, each shot is incredible and the story is excellent. i've never seen a film capture the nuances of family so well. it made me want sisters so bad, a feeling that i havent really had since i was very young. it's australian which just proves my point that if you want to see film like it was meant to be, you have to go outside of the american market. every foriegn film ive seen has made a complete mockery of the american movie industry. in terms of moviemaking as an art, we just dont get it. this movie also has one of the most touching drug scenes ive ever seen in which the mother who is dying of cancer, drinks her morphine with her son and daughter as they drive to the airport to watch planes and read outloud from jackie o's biography. it's simply beauty.
also, if anyone is needing christmas gift ideas for me (god, im SUCH an only child!), i would really love the soundtrack, although im not quite sure it's even available. it's super good though and has a lot of australian and irish music. oh, what a movie!
i didnt even start my paper. i would beat myself up over this but it was worth watching that movie to miss sleep.
posted by vic
@ 01:08
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Sunday, December 10, 2000
listen up, i need some suggestions for good movies to get. Today I saw Bagdad Cafe and was not all that satisfied with it. The background music was so 80's in a bad way that it really grated on my nerves. So if you have suggestions e-mail me
posted by Record Album
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an exercise in non-sequitur. please excuse me.
gross things i do while by myself
1. sleep until quarter to four the whole time having very disturbing dreams about being shocked and tortured in my grandma's old house. the torturers (a bald man in s/m gear and a middle aged good looking woman) kept putting this electrical rod in my mouth which connected to another shocker on my stomach and cranking it up. it was a really horrible dream. i didnt get away even when it became lucid. i shouldnt be telling people this.
2. admire gwen stefani's fashion sense. i really love her style. i love the new video for the new song, "bathwater" in which during the last scenes they all break out into a skank. oooh, skanking...no other dance can produce such joy in me.
3. eat veggie stix with melted pepper jack cheese on them.
4. eat pepper jack cheese that im not quite sure about.
im really turned off by this glorification of pimps and pimp culture. it makes me ill. i know it's been going on for a long time, but it's still disgusting. isnt it time for this trend to be O-V-E-R?
you should all make an effort to read something by Lope de Vega. He's a late 16th/early 17th century Spanish playwright. make sure you get a good translation though because ive heard that the one im reading is less than accurate. However, it's still been super enjoyable. "Fuente Ovejuna" is incredibly good and ends in one of the most violent, descriptive scenes of women avenging their sisters and their town to ever be written. as one of the peasent-women, Pascuala, screams during the bloodbath, "He'll see what women are when they want vengeance. We'll drink his blood!" i got so excited i could barely read the passages where men speak but it's all really good.
now i am off to finish a paper and watch "soft fruit", some australian movie. goodnight!
posted by vic
@ 21:22
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Today Ella and Talia and I were talking about lice, and I was telling them how I had lice when I was 16 (I don't even know if all of you kids know about that, because although I can laugh now, all I could do back then was scratch my fucking head) and Ella told us that she had persistent lice problems from kindergarten to second grade. In her school, you were sent home if you were found having lice during the checks, so her dad said "Ella, when they do lice checks, go to the bathroom and hide in the stall for a half hour and then go back to class"
posted by Record Album
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damn you 8th floor boy! why must you taunt me so? we would be perfect together! you and your button down striped shirts, un-tucked and with the sleeves un-buttoned. your tendency to wear shorts when doing laundry. the weezer shirt. the knit hat and hoodie. why do you have to be a self-obsessed, asshole, nitrous fiend? why must you ALWAYS be in the elevator when i am making for 6 floors of uncomfortable silence marked with the shared, unspoken knowledge that i have been in your room while your creepy friend passed out in my lap? argggh. i am such a reverse sexist sometimes. i wish most boys would just keep their mouths shut and look pretty.
"you've got a lot of great ASSets, son. you just need to learn how to use them."
heh heh heh. im a dirty old man.
sundays - the best night of television on the worst day of the week. at least there's something worth waking up for.
posted by vic
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alright folksies, I am very perturbed at the lack of writing here. I can only talk about diners and depression SO MUCH!!! Althought, I still want to get out of this shithole of a city and this shithole of a country. Mmm...cigarette, I think I will go smoke one. Has anyone ever seen that episode of seinfeld where elaine gets all new friends who are just carbon copy's of the original? karen have you seen that? It's a pretty fucking funny episode. mmm....denny's, me want to see you so much! My sleeping schedule has been really realy fucked up as late--I mean I got up about an hour ago, and I was in bed and heard courtney leave me a message but I wasn't making that get up off your ass and get the phone connection, y'know? Yeah, I should go call her now, smell ya later
posted by Record Album
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"Take me home, take me home and leave me there. I think I wanna cry I don't know why, I think I wanna sing myself a lullaby"- Ani DiFranco. Beautifully said. I saw Buffalo '66 today, a very good movie, but kind of emotionally bizerk. Also saw central station last night--a supreme movie that I really loved. I'm felling a lot better now, I called vic for a cig chat and we talked about (this stems from seeing a diner in Buffalo '66) the want to be in a diner when the smoke permeates your skin and everything in your body, while you are surrounded by wood panneling and old folks who have gone out for the night. The over fifty crowd is prone to saying things such as "goddamit", "jesus christ", and "SOB" (three phrases which embody the diner experience). The diner is actually quite a wonderful American phenomenon, and I think that it is really unique to america which I never had thought of before. I cannot wait to breathe the air from the land of the free.
Also, I talked to Ella and Talia today, which was really good. We all acknowledged that everyone is stressed out and burnt out and things will be better after break when everyone has been rejuvenated. Shit I have to go buy my ticket now. They suggested that I should try to get out of the house these days, because although it is negative 10 degrees here and I really don't have reason to leave the house, I should because it helps you out. I'm glad for that.
hehe, I have just been reading that make out page, which really is good, and alphamale says that he has never dated a girl who can talk about literature intelligently with him...hmmm, I guess he always passes them up (I think you know who you are girl who was passed up)
posted by Record Album
@ 03:23
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how can you people not LOVE ben lee- "i keep it together, just keep it together at best. and somewhere inside of me i know that this is a test"
posted by vic
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i just watched the goonies with becky and have that warm, faith in humanity feeling that movie never fails to produce in me. everything about that movie is beautiful. i think it may be the last true piece of media that is untouched by the filthy hands of adults. and dont give me any steven spielberg tripe. dammit! let me have the goonies!
oh innocence. i could cry for you for the rest of my life and never be done. unfortunately all that would amount to is a bunch of wasted tears.
fuck. i just wanna go home. fuck. im gonna be crying tonight.
posted by vic
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