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Saturday, June 08, 2002
everyone dont call john b campbell at that number i gave you cuz that the john campbell we all know and love! some strange woman with a strange accent answered when i called and we had a very shady conversation.
posted by rayve nation
@ 21:20
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george and i ate delicious noodles and then ventured over to the empty bottle to see the OK Go this evening. i see that the young mick jagger look is very fashionable right now. that's just allright with me. kinda like jesus. the thing about going to show is all those people. crash boom bang, i tell ya. nice night, anyway.
posted by marisa jo
@ 03:04
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somebody's getting in trouble right now.
besides that, it's been a day. im so fucking tired. kat came last night and we went to 80's night at the shim-sham. danced our asses off. went for a little day trip today on chocolate mushrooms that came compacted in a heart shape with "love" written on it. indeed. kat didnt really feel it, but i was riding fine. we went to audobon park and watched the bird society for a bit. she left in the evening and i hung out with daisy for a while. we took the ferry over to algiers, which is a tiny island. the boat was going so fast and the water was dancing all over the place. the man that operates it said over the loudspeaker, "get those girl's legs off the side of the boat". that was us, you cant hang your legs over. then went on a long walk, left her off at the howling wolf, waited for the bus and talked to some kid. a woman got shot in the face four times in front of the cathedral by her husband. then justin drove by and gave me a ride home. i havent written in my journal in two days and i can feel my abilities getting less tuned by the second.
i feel like maybe puking so im off to go get trapped in the mirror.
electricity comes from other planets...wwwwooooooo......
cant wait to see you all soon. gordon was looking at my shoulder over what i was doing on the computer. are you peeking?
posted by vic
@ 01:36
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Friday, June 07, 2002
I got a job. i work at an office. it suxx, but not as much as it could. whatever, i dont give a fuck. All i know is that mikey ray is back in a action! no more whining for this bad boy. alright, bye everyone. i love you!
posted by rayve nation
@ 19:52
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uncle matt where art thou! want to party tomorrow night? email me your cell phone number or something
posted by rayve nation
@ 19:48
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a brief observational ethnographic study of wicker park:
for every yuppie household of 1-2 members, there is a section 8 housing unit with 3-8 members, and a household of 2-5 art fags.
these groups live side by side but are content in living separate lives, though occasionally they can be found mingling after a long day of drinking in the sun on their respective porches/balconies/whathaveyou.
fin.
posted by marisa jo
@ 13:48
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John B Campbell
340 General Arnold St NE
Albuquerque, NM 87123
(505) 299-7559
i dont know how i got this. i just searched his name on google and it popped up.
posted by rayve nation
@ 13:26
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It's 8 am and I am up and movin' about. Apparently, I can't be sleeping when the cleaning lady is here. Besides that, living with my sister hasn't been too shabby so far. There was a short-lived streak of me going to work, coming home, eating, and then watching t.v. like every good American, but that was fortunately broken up yesterday, as Mike, Kelly, and I had a short foray into the newly gentrified Wicker Park area. We hung out at earwax and observed the dying breed of alterna-boys who were cool circa 1994-6 when being in a band and lookin' grimy was all the rage. I'm sure they're pretty pissed off that the yuppies are moving in. Fucking yuppies man. Hmm, trying not to hate these days....gotta catch yourself a lot with that shit, eh? Today, I'm going to Wicker Park to look for jobs, we'll see how that goes....
As for John B Campbell, he has disappeared off the face of this earth. Has stopped communicating with everyone, as far as I know, doesn't post on the monster, and is being chased by his family who are moving to New Mexico, and I don't believe that we'll ever see Johnny again. Sad.
posted by Record Album
@ 08:15
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Thursday, June 06, 2002
you know what's funny? go over to that little search thing and type in a word like "high" or "beer" or "pot" and see how many pages match (out of approx. 80 pgs).
speaking of repetition, has anyone seen commercials for this "divine sisters of yaya" movie? it's shots of ellen burstyn and sandy bullock running around shouting "YAYA! YAYA!" i hate it.
posted by marisa jo
@ 19:53
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laid down for a "nap" around eight last night and woke to the phone ringing at nine this morning. whoopise doo! i feel quite well rested, though, i tell ya.
sisters are doin' it for themselves. = yay for girlfriends.
i sent y'all that email yesterday and john B campbell's bounced back - what's with that?
has anyone else noticed the slight overuse of the word usurper on the simpsons? or am i just going candy and nuts? candy AND nuts?
okay, time to make out with my dog.
posted by marisa jo
@ 09:41
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Wednesday, June 05, 2002
ROUGH DAY
got in a brutal phone fight with my mom. i made her really mad because i told her i was going to come home early and she started tripping out about it and i said, "fuck it. i dont wanna deal with this." and she got really upset. there are certain fights that we have that are definitely partially her fault but she wont ever listen and she gets really defensive and accuses me of doing the same thing. i hate that. what-ev. i was like, "could you give me a break? ive had a kinda rough day" and she was like "YOU GIVE ME A BREAK!" what the fuck? she's all pissed off bc ive called her changing my mind every day for three days and she's (i guess) tired of listening to it, but christ, im the one who is living it!
this is a really bratty post. sorry, i was just pissed.
in better news, i made a girl friend. her name is daisy and she's really cool. we got ice cream and smoked a bowl. i forgot what girl friends were like. i have so missed not having to operate on sex level simultaneously with others. what a way to relax!
that's all!
posted by vic
@ 23:40
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man, i had a really great day yesterday, one of the best in a million years. free dinner with intelligent grad student, rebirth brass band at the maple leaf (cover paid by said intelligentsia), danced my ass off, bought three brilliant books, had final hours with marlon (rrrowl...i swear, that man has a gift) and bid him farewell as he left at like 5 in the morning. im not going to cry about it. i'll see him again. then i dreamed about craig pavlue who i would like to see soon.
that is all. love you.
posted by vic
@ 11:45
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hi marisa ; )
posted by rayve nation
@ 09:17
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What I have: 2 papers 2 write. 8 hours. 1 dextroamphetamine. 3 packs of cigarettes. 16 cans of pepsi. Years of paper writing experience. LETS GO TEAM GO GO GO. I need you guys to take a minute and think about me... focus your psychic energies, if you will, or say a prayer for me if that's your bag. I am going to, as Master P would say, "Make 'em say unnnn (nana, nana)." OK! Here goes. This is like the final boss in Earthbound, where the only thing you can do is use the "Pray" command. You guys all need to start playing Super Nintendo RPGs. They RULE SO HARD. ok, bye.
posted by heinous
@ 08:52
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Tuesday, June 04, 2002
tonight i let a handsome eastern-european stranger into my house and now i have the internet! whee!
vince vaughn! yowza! my mom saw martin lawrence in vegas a few weeks ago. i'm not sure who wins that one.
-- oh, me. doug e doug tried to buy pot off me in logan square in the fall, i swear.
anyway. it's been a year since i made love to my friend the internet. off i go.
but first -- vic, i think the 16th would be a good day to head home. mayor daley (dick, i call him) misses you terribly.
posted by marisa jo
@ 21:49
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matt - good to hear from you, even in electronic form.
OK, so many, many apologies for anyone who has been subjected to my moody, unbalanced temperament in the last week, either in writing or speaking terms.
everything came together today. i just had to get out of the house of the rising sun for a minute.
SO - this is my new plan: (it's really bizarre, get ready)
on either june 16th or june 24th, i will be leaving new orleans with reverend john to make our way up to chicago. on the way up, we're going to stop at some festivals and read cards. he's going to teach me how to do it tomorrow night. we're going to "eat like cows, stop anywhere we like and roll into chicago with bundles of money". that's what he says. it's a fucking brilliant plan. it's perfect really. i get to get outta here soon, drive home with a pal, learn how to perfect that tarot loving and make some cash. woohoo! this is the shit that happens when you just leave home with an open mind. the universe provides everytime. plus this will help me get over marlon leaving much easier. i didnt wanna be left here with my stupid dishwashing job and no clue what to do.
right after i talked to john i saw vince vaughn in the street. just walking by with his friend, with the rest of us slobs. i didnt say anything because i was stunned, but i stared at him for a long time. he's waaaaaaaay hotter in person. damn! karen, i thought of you immediately.
then some guy on a motorbike stopped me and said, "excuse me, do you have any eyeliner? i have to look like tom cruise in ten minutes"
what the fuck? it 's making me laugh so hard just thinking about it. i love this town.
so, i will be home by my birthday either way, so you numbnuts better be around. we'll have a big ol' porch party. it'll be great.
i miss all of you so much, but i'll see you all soon. in about three weeks. i love you! take care!
OH - and this is important. go read "the nature of personal reality" by jane roberts. it will change your life.
and check out this website and tell me what you think. there's a major revolution coming, kids. jump on - it's gonna be so great!
posted by vic
@ 17:37
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One final and two papers away from being done. Final today at 5, papers due tomorrow. I will be so out of here (metaphysical style) in 24 hours. No one has responded to my sublet ads yet, so it looks like I am going to have to live in/pay for my apartment this summer. JEAH JEAH JEAH you guys will all have to come visit. It's a nice place. Trina (roommate) suggested that I make my bedroom have a haunted house theme. What a gas! I think I'm going to New York for a week or two this summer. A lot of my friends here are from New York. I'm doing all right. Who's in Chicago now? We should celebrate the end of my term. LETS GET CRONKED. YEAAAAAH WOOHOO.
cpc 4 life
my school is filing a lawsuit against Redman because he didn't show up to our Summer Breeze (Sponsored by the Major Activites Board!) Concert. Meth represented though, and threw down with a bunch of apathetic white kids. Well, I gotta go prepare.
just stiggle with it, my steezes.
posted by heinous
@ 11:19
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Monday, June 03, 2002
sorry to anyone to whom i might have given the impression that im coming home. i really like my new job busting ass and washing dishes with zack, the lock-jawed artist. if mark rodriguez and bjorn had a baby it would be him. plus marlon didnt leave yet. so im staying! come visit you knuckleheads!
posted by vic
@ 20:41
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karen, call me, baby. i need to hear your voice. what about going to s. america next summer with me and sasha? it'll be a trip. haha, literally.
oh man, i need my friends. this has been so fruitful, but i miss you guys. send me some love rays. i'll send you some too.
nothing but love.
posted by vic
@ 12:13
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lynda barry says, "expect the unexpected. and whenever possible BE the unexpected"
plans might be changing. i may have to move on pretty soon. things are changing. tomorrow is going to be completely different so i may need to re-move tonight. i dont know who said it, but it's true - a person's character can be determined by how well she handles loss. you gotta accept loss because otherwise you can't roll on. and you gotta keep rolling...but sometimes you may have to slow you roll. even frankie knew that. i am trying very hard not to think "miss". i am trying very hard not to think about hurt. i am trying, baby, im trying.
"we gotta work on that emotional attachment. you're gonna be fine...you're gonna start going and people are gonna be like 'that girl's unstoppable! look at her go!'"
man, all this shit going on. my world got flipped up, shook up, turned right around, damn! it all happened so quick and he held my hand and some swiss guy asked, "how long have you been together" and all i could answer was "forever and never". i told him he was the break in my losing streak. he told me that was okay. he told me that no matter what, it's gonna be alright. i know, i know. i know. i know.
repeat, repeat, everything's gonna be alright. im gonna need that tomorrow. tomorrow is gonna whirl through here and nothing will be the same after it.
i think i may go down to dixie's and get a beer. just one. i dont have much cash. get a beer, have a smoke, and try to sit back a bit. number one rule: relax.
remember that kids, that's a good one.
the problem with that song is that sometimes doctor feelgood has to go on his own way. janis knew. i think i was her sometimes. she knew a lot. she knew get it while you can. that's so important. there's a lot of important stuff going on all the time. relax baby, relax. everything's gonna be alright.
posted by vic
@ 00:57
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Sunday, June 02, 2002
brief new news:
the hungarian changed my flat tire that i had gotten on the wild drug chase. i'm telling you, those hungarians are gems. he was so thrilled that he had changed a feminist's tire. hahaha. i may be a feminist, but im not stupid. if someone else wants to change my tire in the hot new orleans sun, they are welcome to it.
i have a job interview at a bondage/sex shop called, "the dark entry". oh my god, how funny is that?
kat never showed up. she said she didnt know i was taking her seriously. what does that mean?! marlon's moving to california soon to teach at some spiritual institute in the redwoods. he asked if i wanted to come and teach with him. i swear, this deal i made with my mom to finish school quick always gets in the way. but at the same time it serves as a nice safety net. i will at least have a useless degree in women's studies to support me when im done. anyway, all in its own time. i dont think that now is the best point to run off and be a guru with my jazz musician lover. WHAT AM I SAYING?? when is that ever not the best time? ooh, this life is so funny but it's all good. we're really young you guys. i hope you appreciate it. man, in one month im gonna be done with the teens. i told this guy walter from south africa that i was a teenager and he flipped. he really enjoyed that statement for some reason. hahaha.
well, enjoy your beautiful moments, my loves. take care! i love you!
posted by vic
@ 12:30
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