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Friday, January 12, 2001
Somebody hit me with a blunt object .. Chicago is going to kill me one of these days. Winter .... oh winter why can't I punch you in the face you silly clown. Has anyone ever experienced a time when many different things break down all at the same time (for example the dishwasher breaks, and then the car ... and then the toaster, and then the new dishwasher gets broken ... you get the point). I just noticed that last sentence is taken from "Dude Wheres My Car?" ...SCORE! Lions are cool. Gizmo was a martyr.
posted by marko
@ 00:19
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Thursday, January 11, 2001
I'm still in town, marisa. Yeah, ever since monday I've been slowly wasting away, trying to amuse myself and failing...I feel like Kevin from home alone. I'm just watching the telly, reading books, and buying computer games I won't be able to play until I go back to school, which is on sunday. contact me if you want to do anything or whatever dude...
posted by rayve nation
@ 19:10
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i'm still awake. all of a sudden it's almost five o'clock. i sat down here a few hours ago and since then i have been scanning auctions for things like vintage herman miller/ eames era furniture and italian glass tiles. vicki, call me when you get home please -- oh, how i miss you. is anyone else still in chicago? now if you'll excuse me, i return to the auction block...
posted by marisa jo
@ 04:43
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Is anybody else awake?
posted by marko
@ 00:15
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Wednesday, January 10, 2001
excuse me, but is anyone else aware of the existence of this monstrosity? what the fuck is this???? i want answers!! one day i'll write something about my trip, i swear.
posted by marisa jo
@ 23:15
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Everything is fine as apple pie here. Carla and I are talking like nothing happened. Two things I found out: while I was talking on the phone and smoking cigs ten minutes afterwards, Carla cried the whole night. She also stayed at her boyfriends last night because she was afraid of me punching her, as she told me this morning. I tend to forget that even though I bounce back from these types of things fairly quickly, other people just might not, eh-let bygones be bygones!
Karen- I hate to tell you, but I really don't think that if you begged your coach to let you stay, she would let you because it would have to be a massive legal cover up
OutKast- why must you have really good sounds, but be such "fuck dem hoez" woman-haters?!
Andre 3000- I still really like your style
posted by Record Album
@ 17:28
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Tuesday, January 09, 2001
gawd, what a night. twelve hours ago i thought i had not a friend in the world to hang out with. Then I remembered Mi and her pals, so I called her up, we shoot the shit, and we decide to go out for coffee or whatever. I of course drive, because Mi does not have a license. I pick Mi and Megan up, and we head on over to Jinx, that shady little cafe that I have never gotten good vibes from (vicki, back me up on this one; steph, slap me because I know you like that place). So we're drivign there, we get off the kennedy, and of course no one konws exactly where it is. We're driving around, keep going in circles, when I decide for some stupid reason to go down an alley. Now, my friends, since being back home, we have gone down many a snowy alley, and nothing bad has hapened (except for those monsters clawing at the bottom of the car, but we all know that was in my head). I stop at the end of the aley to wait for a car to go by, and, just like that, we are fucking stuck. inconceivable! We tried in vain to use the rocking method, but to no avail. we can't even get it to rock. It won't budge an inch. We borrowed a snow shovel from the nearby walgreens. All this time people kept walking by and offering their asistance. IT was so nice! almost everyone who walked by stopped to help. there must have been at least seven people. We are still stuck, so i have to call my father. He came over, and we used a bunch of tricks; none of them working. At one point, I was bent over shoveling snow from out under the front wheel, and this stranger walks up real close to me and he says, "i've got yer kitty litter" and i was like "eh?" The last plan we had involved a nylon rope, and when that failed, we had to call a goddam tow truck, and he totaly ripped us off. All the guy did was pull the car out of the snow, and it was fucking $95. unbeleivable. By the time the fiasco was over, it was 12:30, but that diidn't stop Mi and I from going to Jack's anyway. All in all, it was a semi enjoyable evening. we had a few laughs. I learned that Megan's dad has regressed into an unemployed cripple. that's pretty funny, in its own way...
posted by rayve nation
@ 03:13
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HA!
posted by marko
@ 00:03
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Monday, January 08, 2001
Dear Diary, Today Carla crossed me for the last time...
Carla, Margaret, Alicia, Carla's boyfriend Julien and I were sitting upstairs having a nice conversation when I say "hey, has anyone seen parenthood?" carla says yes and I say "yeah, we saw that when I was 7, my brother was 10, and my sister was 13" and carla says "ha ha, that's why your brother has a pregnant wife now...from parenthood ha ha" I fume silently for a few minutes and then I walk off downstairs very pissed. Alicia, right before I left, had said something involving the phrase "penis in her chach" and so she came running downstairs saying "steph! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to offend you! oh my god! I'm so sorry!" because (I got a good laugh from this) she thought I was offended from the use of the word "chach" he he. Well back to carla. So alicia and I, and then margaret too, are in my room and carla comes down and is like "are you mad because of the parenthood comment?" (to be said in a voice overflowing with attitude) and I was like yeah, and she says "I was only joking!!" and I say "well, I didn't appreciate it" "I was just kidding!" "okay" then, as she is exiting the room, she says "this is what I get from living with girls" all poor-tormented-martyr stylee. and then I called her a vagina-hater (we always kid amongst the 6 of us about that phrase) and she comes back in my room in a big fucking huff and says "are you serious?!" and I'm like "yeah" and she starts scryming (that's screaming and crying all at once) "I can't do anything right for you, you're always yelling at me blah blah blah...fuck off!!!!" and slams the door in my face. I, in response, in a white hot rage which could have levitated a brick towards her ass yank the door open and scream "don't you say fuck off to me!! YOU fuck off!!!!" and she keeps screaming things as she walks and I'm after her, and we start screaming at each other by the stairs and I keep saying "DON'T YOU EVER FUCKING SAY ANYTHING ABOUT MY BROTHER AGAIN!!!! FUCK YOU!!! {ooh, I just remembered this part} YOU'RE LUCKY THAT I DIDN'T PUNCH THE SHIT OUT OF YOUR {there was a slight pause here, because I briefly toyed with the idea of saying ugly, but rejected it} FACE!!!! DON'T EVER SAY ANYTHING ABOUT MY BROTHER AGAIN!!!!!!!!" while her boyfriend is trying to make her stop screaming back at me at she is walking up the stairs and she is screaming at him to fuck off and she says "I was joking!!! why are you being so silly?!!?!?!" (to me she said that) and I scream back "and don't tell me that I'm being silly!!!!" Oh that asshole. Yeah. Word. Sweet parliament lights, I'll see you soon.
ps- I know that that "you're lucky...face" line was very 6th grade, but I was in a white hot rage people!!!
posted by Record Album
@ 21:13
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day one: escape from mars
well - off i go with frankie on our journey to nyc to pick up my shit and start all over again (haha...that was dramatic and i like it). we were supposed to leave at 9:00 so i went over there with my stuff and i walk in the door to hear frankie's alarm going off. i walk up the stairs and begin to say, "frankie" in a concerned/annoyed voice but he replied with, "i know...i know" before i even got the first syllable out. already we are off schedule and that's just fine with me. i wouldnt do a road trip any other way.
marisa - i can't believe i missed you!!! i'll be home late thursday night so i'll call you friday morning. dont make any plans or the weekend or i'll die! i miss you and love you!
bye all. be back in four days. if you need to reach me call me at nyu - 212-443-7863. hahaha all you pervs can call that as much as you want cuz my ass wont be there anymore!
posted by vic
@ 09:20
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honey, i'm home(ly).
posted by marisa jo
@ 02:46
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I am back in montreal and it is really strange and foreign (no pun intended), but with a home-like familiarity. I just got used to living at home again and now I've been thrown into this french-canadian abyss.
Also, vicki, next time you see me with anyone, could you kindly not scream "don't do it!"???? I had to try to convince bill for the next 15 minutes in the car that it wasn't about him!!!
I love you guys! best friends 4-ever!!!!!!!!!!!
posted by Record Album
@ 01:03
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