| Geezuss |
[Sep. 30th, 2006|11:07 am] |
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I fell into a hole and survived on my dead skin for sustenance? |
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| insert clever subject here |
[Jan. 10th, 2006|10:22 pm] |
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| |  guilty | ] |
| [ | music |
| | u2-sweetest thing | ] |
I start off my day by eating my own weight in fried gold. I high-five after sex. I am the father of every kid in this town. I wear a live rattlesnake as a condom. I sweat Gatorade and I once breast-fed a flamingo back to health. I quote Zoolander like it's the bible and 98% of my internal dialogue...
I need a woman to set me straight. Then I need to make a wife out of her. And then I need to tattoo loyal on my forehead. Or else I may forget.
This side of me only comes out after too much attention and not enough drug use. Anyone else feel like you have five alternate people living in your own head? |
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| "We are all on drugs, yeah" |
[Dec. 16th, 2005|12:22 pm] |
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| |  whoa | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Weezer | ] |
Give me some of that stuff.
I had to look for this particular type of mushroom in China-town yesteday. This guy new this guy with this "good" stuff, right? Wrong. It ROCKED. I never expected it to cost so dirt cheap and be so potent. Kudos for market drug dealers and the crazy shroom trip I am still a feelin'.
| You're a Depressed Drunk | 
You know that distinct taste of tears and vodka real well. |
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| " she said she needed a break, a little time to think " |
[Nov. 30th, 2005|01:07 pm] |
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| |  worried | ] |
| [ | music |
| | bowling for soup | ] |
I toasted some mouldy bread, picked off the moudly parts, butterred it and ate it. Love makes us to terrible things. And this is an undersatement. *angst* ..........Advice on "let me think about it for awhile"
Am I pissing in the wind folks? Anyone?? |
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| halloweeeeeen |
[Oct. 31st, 2005|12:55 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  cold | ] |
| [ | music |
| | purple people eater | ] |
I'm gonna smoke up a storm, eat chocolate and drag my friends along with me to creep out high school girls.
If we are over taken by zombies mid-night, I hear they give out. |
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| "Ole macdonald sittin' on a bench....." |
[Oct. 18th, 2005|01:46 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  weird | ] |
| [ | music |
| | motley crew | ] |
C'mon, you know the rest. I have only a few things to report. Today I woke up.
I went to sleep approx. fifty hours ago. "Is this natural?" I wondered.
Had this killer stomach pain. Ate a huge diner breakfast and feel like a new man.
And was dragged to see "fog", which isn't even friggen scary. But couldn't resist jumping at sounds.
I am lame and will probably gain ten pounds due to all the stress. |
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| suddenly I wake up |
[Oct. 10th, 2005|11:48 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  anxious | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Iron maiden-fear of the dark | ] |
Those two results when you end a really messed dream. Suddenly you're awake and like "wtf" or you jerk like you just landed on your bed from thousand of feet above. Today I had that, with mysterious marks all over me. And these incessant whispers of my name, not just my real name...but something my evil dead uncle used to say. That dude was bad news.
I figured I was my own monster and had a scratch feast. But you always forget you can do those things so after seeing way too many exorcism flicks/novels I got all creeped and now I'm getting as high as i can trying to figure out if there's something in this room. This hot stoner girl I once dated who was all into witchy stuff, she always had a way of seeing those blurred lines I could merely feel; and "the easiest way to feel that shit out is to get a.)inebriated b.)high.
This morning I sortof saw a few. And the air doesn't feel like it should move this fast about me.
:p Yea being lame but it feels good |
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| "you're just a three dressed up as a nine" |
[Oct. 2nd, 2005|02:04 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  cynical | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Rush | ] |
Yea, so when things are sold cheap it may be a sign of cheap quality. Duh yes?
Thanks to my mother for refusing male influence after pa left, I never learned much about... Quality.
A sale at Woodward’s meant the electricity bill would be paid by her thirteenyearold (moi) shifts at a&w or the like.
For she used the 'sale' word as an excuse to go all Marilyn on me. Without the sugar daddy's or mr. kennedy.
Anyway, I bought cheap blades, I was picking up this one particular piece with the left one, and the whole damn thing broke off, burned my hand, and brought all these childhood non lessons into perspective. With some men its women, or cars or their john.
But I actually buy things that screw up too often. And with weed, it gets personal...
:(
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Second Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
Take the Dante Inferno Hell Test
And I'm not very bad apparentley.
:( |
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| not so ordinary |
[Sep. 12th, 2005|04:09 pm] |
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| | worried | ] |
| [ | music |
| | weird al | ] |
So I was "asked out". And there was no getting out of it. Shit shit. |
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| longest post in history |
[Aug. 19th, 2005|01:31 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  bitchy | ] |
I'm back home, and bitter/enlightened/lonely. Yea. All over again.
I'll be searching for a particular Asian hooka piece for ages now I know it.
Why on vacation do we not buy items that we realize will regret not getting once? There is no hope in bloody hell that we can purchase it after. Gods.
All over again. I need a good dark space my face somewhat hidden. As I sit and get high and your phone doesn't call mine
All over again. The girl didn't like my dominance. I changed -she didn’t like the sensitivity. I changed -she didn’t like the passive. I showed her me. She didn’t like, I spat at her feet and wished her well. But don't get me wrong. I had fun.
Should go buy...cereal, Cherrio's.
 | You scored as Rocker, Mosher. Your A Rocker!
Rocker, Mosher | | 50% | Emo | | 50% | Goth | | 40% | Prepy | | 40% | Chav, Townie, Rude Boy, Ned, Kev | | 30% | Trendy | | 30% | Skater | | 20% | </td>
What Group Are You? Chav, Rocker, Skater, Emo, Goth, Trendy, Prepy E.c.t
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| vacation |
[Jul. 9th, 2005|01:19 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  cheerful | ] |
NYC here i come! |
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| toothie |
[Jun. 7th, 2005|10:46 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  ow | ] |
| [ | music |
| | star wars | ] |
they knocked out my wisdom teeth
....professionally
*GASP*
it hurted |
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| where's the point? |
[Feb. 11th, 2005|03:55 pm] |
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| | awake | ] |
"old man, look at my life.."
neil young. you understand.. |
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| Except? Accept? |
[May. 3rd, 2004|03:38 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  frustrated | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Alice In Chains | ] |
I am tired of the loud, fake, and ignorant. |
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| just thinkin |
[Apr. 25th, 2004|05:49 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  working | ] |
i wonder if every month is significant but it isn't until now that I’ve noticed. |
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| thoughts |
[Apr. 24th, 2004|07:04 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  bored | ] |
| [ | music |
| | soundtracks | ] |
milk: it tastes like chalk
girls: taste like un-chalky milk
tv: advertises milky girls
sex: my bum hurts
i wish i had money. i want milk. |
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