last nite i pulled down aimee's top and this woman threatened that if i did it again i'll, "See what happens."
so now i have a black eye.
that stupid top shrunk up to nothing after washing it just once. friggin' sweatshirt material.
yesterday we were like sex and the suburbs ie bitch beer patio day and i was pretty quiet for most of it 'til the loudmouth juice hit me and then everything i said was amazing and polite.
Saturday, May 07, 2005
Friday, May 06, 2005
yesterday i overheard this woman talking to her gaggle of old lady companions about this great new website called classmates.com and it's so convenient because it helps you locate all of your old school chums!!! i went up to her and said ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS!? THAT IS AMAZING!
ok no i didn't but i wanted to.
they're all going to sign up for that shit and have a bajillion classmates spam mails in their email accounts and then they'll have to start a new email account.
i am so tired of old people complaining about their junk mail. "I have all this junk mail and i don't know why and i downloaded all of the proper software to block it."
i'll tell you why you have junk mail idiot, you sign up to shitty websites like classmates.com and open every single attachment and click every pop-up that blips on your screen and NO I WILL NOT HELP YOU DOWNLOAD AN E-CARD WHY CAN'T YOU FIGURE THIS OUT ALREADY FOR THE LOVE OF CHRIST!?!?
Thursday, May 05, 2005
i like it when cats think they are invisible and stalk around you like you can't see them and they are obviously planning to pounce onto your lap after you told them to fuck off a hundred times so they wait it out a little while then a lightbulb goes off in their head to come at you from the left side, something they never ever do, and therefore you will not see them and they have outwitted you because they are so fucking clever and then i turn my head really fast and look him right in the eye and he takes a step back and is like oh my god you can see me, WTF!?
i was suppose to meet my cousin last nite and the other roommates i will be living with 'til august but i got lazy and went to the bar down the street instead so on saturday i'll just show up with all my shit and be like helloooo fuckers and if i don't like them i will just have to pretend that i do. i'm not going to tell them about my blog so i can majorly shit-talk them and then maybe publish a book or something and then when i move out i'll be like here ya go, thanks for the material.
i'm kinda starving myself, it's that time of the year where i picture myself wearing tank tops and t-shirts but i have my winter layer still. well, i'm not really starving myself, i'm just eating once a day and it's usually not until 5 o'clock and after that it's all liquids. i think it is sort of working though i am probably just deluding myself into thinking it is and i should be integrating some exercise in with this sitting around doing nothing. also this not really eating stems from laziness because if there actually was food here i would be eating it, mang.
i have been sleeping in like crazy though. i have crazy fatigue syndrome or something which translates to being a major shut-in which also means stir-crazy and when you boil it down, just. plain. crazy. so much so that when i finally do venture out, i am thrilled by things like megatouch and watching some fat lady at the table near us in the greek restaurant be totally drunk and flop around her arms a lot when she is talking and hoping that she stumbles when her party leaves. bullshit like that.
at least i don't wish for car accidents to happen to me anymore. that was back in the lithium days.
Wednesday, May 04, 2005
ok so i didn't have a neurologist appointment yesterday, turns out it's not 'til the end of the month.
had band practise last nite which was incredibly awesome as usual except for the beer that made me burp every two minutes and then the part where i bopped myself in the chin with the microphone and then i broke wind and fil had to stand on the other side of the room 'til it was safe again and he couldn't read the sheet music.
the other nite i played jenga with a new opponent and immediately into the game i was thinking i am ten million times better and so i won ten times in a row but as the nite wore on and soon enough i was knackered my magical jenga skills fucked off altogether and i was a magnificent failure and because of all this i was late meeting the gals by the megatouch machine and they were due to be kicked out and pissed off i took so long because my megatouch skills were needed and also i had left earlier without paying although i thought fil was taking care of it hence me giving him money to settle up but we both left w/o doing that.
at one point aimee wore herself a pylon on her head and this yuppie family was taking an evening stroll and i was taking aimee's picture and yuppie family was not impressed. aimee left the pylon on someone's fancy bmw and we trolloped back to hers whilst she hiccupped the entire way there.
you's all have until may 25 to see the blythe exhibit at magic pony. i hear they are going to be the official distributor in all of north america too. excuse me while i foam at the mouth.
Monday, May 02, 2005
i have a habit of not finishing my last beer so i put it in the fridge before going to bed and then sometime during the day i can drink the rest of the beer and it is perfectly justifiable because the beer is already opened. ta da.
i have a neurologist appointment tomorrow to see try and figure out why my body goes numb sometimes.
did anyone see that creepy little hercules kid on tlc last nite? you know that muscle freak who is 11 or something? gross city.
Sunday, May 01, 2005
i was in blythe heaven last nite for a little while. holy cuteness! "they're all LOOKING at me." says fil.
we were at valerie's and i was tricked into drinking a non-alcoholic beck's. well, i wasn't really tricked into it, it was put before me and i just started on drinking and valerie goes why the fuck is she drinking that, then i noticed the label. fuck you fil. anyhoo, eventually i was plastered and obnoxious and talking really loud. had caribbean food that actually didn't burn my face off with provocative hotness. went to velvet underground to stand around and look cooler than everybody else, oh wait, that happens everywhere i go. took the bus back and sat beside some dude wearing pink shiny pleather pants and not in an ironic way. fuck i was wasted. the cabbie we had at some point of the nite name-dropped all the famous people he ever gave rides to. jennifer tilley, YOU DON'T SAY!? he said his name was mohammed and then laughed and said yeah but all cabbie's are named that and i was thinking FINALLY one of you's guys owns up to that!