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Saturday, May 25, 2002
Had a nice vegetarian potluck thursday--it was nice, but boring. However, the blue Sapphire gin gave the night a little kick. Saw a former lover today...I really did, but I'm just saying that for the purpose of saying former lover. There's not really a better name for him, and I enjoy the fact that I qualifyas having a former lovah ha ha. (He was with his current ladyfriend, who really must have found out who I was, as she has given me howyousay "very unenthused" looks the last times I have seen her, as I play into the game of trying to be really nice to her. Whatever man, if he dicked her over with me, it ain't my fault!). I'm outta here in a week, and I'm sad but thrilled. The palm reader on thursday said that I had much anger in me and that I couldn't get angry again. Sounded like a good plan, but it really isn't. She also told me that I am intense, and down to earth, but that I'm restless, anxious, and worrisome. And I was all "I don't worry" in my head, and then I went home and ran around in panic-like state that nobody was going to come to my party! Carla spoke to my brother for like 25 minutes on the phone that night and just to illustrate my drunken conceit she said to him "I just wanted to say that you have a really beautiful daughter" "Carla, that's my brother not my dad!" "I'm talking about your niece" "oh yeah...ha ha....uh..." Anyways I'm out for now, but with the exception of Vicki, lemme just give thanks to all my asshole friends who forgot my birthday...yet again. It was a real swell fuck you on my gold star day.
posted by Record Album
@ 19:25
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i second mike's emotions about paying for this. i have to write a resume now. i went on a date last night with a wonderful boy who payed for my movie, dinner, got me high on good pot, payed me very nice compliments without having an ulterior (sp) motive, AND didnt try to have sex with me all night long. he's the nicest boy ive ever met. i have no chemistry with him whatsoever.
so unfortunate.
that's all for now! ta ta!
posted by vic
@ 12:09
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Friday, May 24, 2002
vicki gimme marisa's digits
posted by rayve nation
@ 23:42
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the sexomaphonist shall herein be called dr. feelgood, courtesy of aretha franklin. listen to that song and you'll know what im saying. ooooh, i cant even type now, because i thought about it. hoo-hah!
still no job, date with stoner from maspero's tonight (what? a date!?). went to dixies last night and talked to crackhead ed (one step farther from cokehead ed, who speaking of, in a tragic set of circumstances, has unknowingly left his food basket to me. i just saw last night that on the back a sign says, "captain ed". tis a sad thing. it was the dirtiest and only basket left. nobody wanted it but me. crackhead ed was very happy to see me when he could keep his eyes open. im not allowed to be in the crackhead club, but he's number 69. gazelle kicked the swiss out on the street for nothing and the swiss called him a hole-ass. there is a plan to sneak into his room and cut all his lovely locks. i was half-dead this morning as i have been following any night at that bar. some punk kid walked me home and i tongue kissed him for thanks.
love you all!
posted by vic
@ 17:18
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Thursday, May 23, 2002
kelly, i ate all of those cookies last night.
posted by rayve nation
@ 11:01
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Wednesday, May 22, 2002
Me and kelly had no luck finding our dream jobs. Well, we did apply to this seedy late night restaurant that kelly can tell you a little more about (it has something to do with her father) I think i am just goign to work at nystrom again. It was a boring job, but it had an excellant salary and it is only for three months. I am just sick of looking for a job.
What do you people think we should do about the monster. I think we should contact Marisa and ask her if we can take the site over. It is hardly fair that she should have to pay the yearly fee when she barely even uses this thing. Another optino is that /i could set up another site for us to do this. I have the means and the knowhow. Tell me what you guys think. alright. peace out. I love all of you and miss each one of you (except for kell, who I am sick of [yeah thats right kell, in yr face]).
posted by rayve nation
@ 20:31
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yesterday some crazy fucker grabbed my tit and when i hit him, told me he was going to beat the fuck outta me. it was craaaazy. other than that, all is well. still no job, but for the overlook hotel. im somewhat falling in love with the sexomaphonist and im embarassed as hell. he's one million times cooler than i thought. everyday, shit, every second it gets better. oh crush juices - why do you taunt me so! oh, god, just thinking about him. i cant believe this happened. i am so nerd-core crushed out all over the place! i just emailed my mom and told her cuz im too paranoid to tell her on the phone there. plus she'll make me answer stupid questions.
gazelle is actually not pure evil, he's just dumber than a box of rocks.
my kicks are back and im happy as a pig in shit. he thinks it has something to do with him saying that ignorant comment. nope.
love you all so much! sending positive vibrations your ways!!
happy premeditated bd steph!
posted by vic
@ 16:06
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ditto
posted by rayve nation
@ 01:18
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hey, i just realized that our friend gazelle looks like, not one, but two, count'em two, famous musicians: the infamous iggy pop (previously stated), as well as G.E. Smith of the Saturday Night Live Band. i hate looking/not looking for jobs. there's a want ad for a painter and it says no prior experience needed. i think i'll call. m ray and myself are going to ride the el tomorrow to look for jobs. Mike will be a waiter at a hip resturant with plenty of counter-culture and i will be a bartender at a goth nightclub. i don't want to work at morningfield's ever again. i can't see those same jerk customers. i want to see different jerks. i may do some spirit crushing catering work. today my mom admitted i was smarter than her. but what does that get me? nothin'. dairy queen is still not open. i miss you vic. i hope you get the good vibrations i'm sendin across this great nation. in fact, i hope to see all of you guys soon and hope you're doing well. and now i have to go to bed i have a 9:)0 orthadonist appointment in the morning. my mom told Dr. G that my bottom retainer came out. now he wants more blooooood.
posted by Kelljoy
@ 01:12
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Tuesday, May 21, 2002
Shit man, I hate when you catch yourself in the together game. I gotta get me some ass right now, because I'm playing this really ridiculous "remember when..." game in my head about previous man-childs which is making me crazy. Now I just want to extend my tentacles (sp?) to all those former boys and I've already started. I just need a new person.
Other news, Lesya's surgery is on thursday so send some good vibes her way please. I have this really wierd feeling like I just jumped in your head vicki. This is actually the count 'em third time this has happened.
posted by Record Album
@ 23:09
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potluck.
okay, so gazelle is going down! he made me fume yesterday by asking me "what happened to that glow in your eyes?" that assuming fucker! the glow still burns, but not for you, fool. how dare somebody ask me that question? y'all dont know me!
that was just a little angry. otherwise, stuff is fine but i dont have a job yet, sounds like im not the only one. im trying to get a cellphone but i dont think i will pass the credit check which will make me laugh, laugh, laugh all the way (to the halfway) home. i dont think i am supposed to be such a functioning member of consumer society. im surfing the crimson tide (i hate that expression) and im tired as hell so my energy level has depleted a bit. i kinda just wanna smoke pot and drive around and eat chocolate. along with my energy, funds are depleting. gotta get that job, bon bons and the sofa can wait.
i stopped that fugly habit of eating my fingerskin, thank god. i realized something creepy about it that i dont want to write down really, but now the feeling of gnawing away is making me sick.
marlon is waaaay more conscious than i priorly observed. egotistical, sure, but very intuitive. and soooo cute. and damn sexy okay, so i am starting to have a crush on him and it is making me crazy. last night i started thinking about us. together, getting groceries. together, talking and walking. together, going STRAIGHT TO HELL! stop these future projections! stop stop stop! this is the shit that always gets me in trouble and it so stupid to do it with him because he's not only very open about having sex with everyone, he's very open about everything and it's degrading to everyone to distort a perfectly wonderful and happy person in my head. so i nipped that in the bud, but i still really like him. he's my fave person here.
oh and hey - being alone really helps you hear your thoughts better. i dont have any confusion, just clarity. no swimming words and smokey head. but i havent been talking and everybody thinks im some kinda non-talker. when my voice finally starts coming out they're gonna be shocked. gazelle said i was introverted (WRONG!), three hours later marlon called me introspective (better).
ok, that's it...im almost outta time. i'll email you all tomorrow sometime. love you!
posted by vic
@ 13:13
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Also, is it potlach or potluck? I swear that it's spelled potlach, but if not I just made a big ass of myself.
posted by Record Album
@ 12:39
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1st of June, I think. And I don't really know. I'm gonna look around wicker park and the Ukrainian village.
posted by Record Album
@ 12:38
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my dearest stephanie, 1) when will you be arriving in chicago, and 2) what sort of job are you going to have?
posted by rayve nation
@ 12:32
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Monday, May 20, 2002
Fuck! I want New Orleans right now! Chicago will be good though, I spoke to my sister and she was all "You'll love Chicago once you aren't living in River Forest and I have caller ID on the phones so you don't have to answer any calls from les parents if you don't want to". So shit will be good. I just got this beautiful rush of life. Anyways the conversation that went down with me and my mom and then me and my dad was really funny yesterday. Mama "what are you doing today?" "Going to the anarchist bookfair in the gay village" "y'know you don't always have to rebel" "I'm not doing it to rebel at all, you go to doctor's conferences, I go to these things...[something about me being a leftist]" [really, calling myself a leftist is not that accurate, but my views as compared to my parents views are relatively leftist] "what? why are you a leftist?" [insert some routine equality reasons] Dad gets on phone, mom gets off of phone. (This was us laughing really hard the whole time "Tatu, Mama didn't know I was a leftist ha ha ha" "Yeah, I don't tell people that you're a leftist, I just say that you're "progressive" or that you're "at the vanguard of original thought" ha ha. What do you think I'm gonna say? I mean we all escape from the communists and I'm gonna say that you're a leftist? I don't think so!" It was very funny, and it made me realize that he really knows who I am better than my mom does. She doesn't really call when she is interested in what I'm feeling. Goodnight lovahs
posted by Record Album
@ 20:59
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Sal Monella
posted by rayve nation
@ 01:02
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