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| Thursday, August 29th, 2002 | |
| 8:44 pm | whats the deal with the show O'Reily factor? why is everybody suddenly so fascinated with it. its a fuckin news show and a boring one at that. |
| 4:55 pm | survivor starts sept 19!!!! woohoo i actually can't wait lol well lets say i am quite sick of living here. my friend lorinne is moving to georgia cause there are no jobs around here. chris is thinkin about goin in the navy and durring next summer he will most likely go into boot camp, while hes in boot camp i was thinkin about goin up to georgia for a little while then go back with him to san deigo. i really can't wait to get outta here and meet some new people and i hate being around people that hate being here too it just makes it worse. |
| Tuesday, August 20th, 2002 | |
| 6:36 pm | i think quite possibly the saddest thing is a deaf person trying to talk/sign, while driving this ranks right up there with the legless guy that got his wheel chair stuck in the rail road tracks and the one armed typist. no i really don't think before i write |
| 1:59 pm | anybody up for some dream analysis??? okay i got three weird ones for ya first one: i was running through my side yard and there were a whole bunch of prickly spiney plants the sky was a weird purply pinkish green, as i was running i stepped on round cactus balls and i stopped and pulled out bloddy spines and after i did i got painful itchy welts running up my legs i couldn't breath and blacked out. the second one: this one was fuckin odd i dremt chris was pregnat and going into labor, i touched his stomach and felt the babies foot the third: i was batteling a vampre, collecting things to ward it off. i collected valuable salt, it was very hard to find, when i finally engagued in fighing the vampire i threw the salt and then i woke up |
| 1:39 pm | not much to write, started school, still living with drama, but much better mood now. beck might be touring with flaming lips and i am so deffinitly going to see Legendary Pink Dots in Oct. chad and tyler and carmel are goin, all people i havn;t seen in a long time i miss chad alot. i miss that group. tori amos is touring soon too i think, well i hope, if so it will be my first ever show to see of her and i'm soooo exicited! i got to meet her with baj, crazy hippie guy threatining us and tori and i had the same shoes, she blew us (me brian and amy) kisses it was amazing. school schedual: ceramics, art history next day is math day after that ceramics and anthropology and last but not least, math amanda was in my math class today and writes me notes. she is so full of drama she does something, boasts about it to a couple people and then wonders how the hell it got out and blah blah blah, i get to hear about it thats what it comes down to |
| Friday, August 16th, 2002 | |
| 11:59 am | ugh bored BRIAN and or SPARKS or anybody else: -is there anything to do this weekend????? i need money |
| Wednesday, August 14th, 2002 | |
| 11:34 pm | name four bad habits you have: 1. i can't make desisions 2. i am obsessive 3. acting either too young or too old 4. atachement to familiarity name four scents you love: 1. my emma cat 2. freshly cut grass 3. after it rains 4. lipstick name four things you'd never wear: 1. pine needles 2. toilet paper rolls 3. neon signs 4. (hahaha sparks i remember that shit) color change lip stick , at least not again name four bands/groups most people don't know you like: 1. durran durran (omg) 2. legendry pink dots (AHHHH! OCT 19!!!!) 3. i can't openly admit to this so the initals ar D.P. 4. veruca sault name four drinks you regularly drink: 1. water 2. milk 3. natty (unfourtunalty) 4. sprite name four random facts about yourself: 1. I am a jealous friend (me too) 2. unsolved mysteries scares me still 3. i do photography and sculptuor and refinsih furniture 4. i love surgeries on other people name four random facts about your family: 1. i have a sister who live in penn 2. my mom used to be a very mean unhappy nurse 3. now she is a much nicer happier interior decorator 4. untill a few years ago i thought my dad worked for the CIA ( hes just a very good computer progrmer eniganeer) |
| Tuesday, August 13th, 2002 | |
| 11:54 pm | HAHAHAHAHAHA i just found out i was a victum of Post Modern Goth Syndrom, apperently a very rare case diagnosed by the insanely all to superior and pretentious doctor ANNETTE. this news was delivered by a close associate of mine. i only hope i havn't lapsed to far for a recovery now who is staying out of who's life??? obiviously not YOU. because you have kept up with me enough to about my current relationships, while i have given a rats ass to you and your stupid journal. this concludes the interruption to my regulary schedualed journal enrty. |
| Sunday, August 11th, 2002 | |
| 5:53 pm | "you look gourgouse faboulous darling, or as the french would say, oh ummm, i don't know what the french say, i don't speak french" |
| Monday, August 5th, 2002 | |
| 10:38 pm | my accomplishments of the day: - i got through 1 gobstoper candy without biting it - i beat 12 games of solitare in a row -i slept 13 hours of uninterupted sleep my accomplishments i did NOT achive today are: - geting the temp gague on the car fixed - going to SPC - taking a shower |
| Saturday, August 3rd, 2002 | |
| 7:27 pm | being on hold calling pizza hut has actally put inisght in the my wait. they suggested that doing everything backwards was probably not a good idea. they might be right but i still won't eat my pizza backwards the second thing they said is, "if you think you've been on hold for a long time we'll put this in perspective for you, it took 4.5 billion years for human life to come to be on the plante earth and even longer to make the first stuffed crust pizza, from pizza hut. so you should feel grateful in this perspective of time." i replyed to that that i didn't want to spend 4.5 billion years on the phone though. and somebody had answered and laughed at me. |
| Wednesday, July 31st, 2002 | |
| 7:55 pm | it wasn't dark and stormy. just a blank, an otherwise forgettable night. two uniformed officers lead in a large man shackeled in handcuffs? (no, round bread sticks) he was a jolly man with a boyish quality, in his nose, (or mabey what went up his nose made him boyish) anyways he toddeled along swaying, almost alturnatly crushing the officers in their crisp pressed suits into the brick walls (brick? it was lasagna) they slid the large man through the pasta sheets into a padded room and he laughed a loud deep laugh. one young officer looked over at him, the large man asked "you want to hear a joke son?" ("a joke" echoed though the prision) through the echoing the joke was told and the officers laughed, they keeled over in tears. the large man, sadisticly enjoying their amusement, suddenly inflated. (he had his reasons) the officers unaware, were on the floor repeatin the punchline in broken gasps. the man, now a huge round spear floating started at the walls in a rapid erratic pace (he was really playing pong, but nobody knew but him) one officers seemed to catch wind of this happening, he grabbed an oversized fork and reached in through the rails of lasagna and stuck the man. (apperently a hugh man floating in the air bounchin back and forth is not as funny to an officer as a joke) the man looks shocked, he turns a pale grean with dark blue semicircles voraciously covering his body. he falls with a splash and a deep thud on the ground the arouma was oddly of the sea. (for unknown reasons he had turned in the a large eyed, gaping mouth, tuna) |
| Saturday, July 27th, 2002 | |
| 3:51 pm | i love my baj. in response to an unprovoked attackhe stood up for me, although it makes me look like the perfect target to get lashed out on by the person who wrote it, it means alot to me for him writing it. NeverSpeakEasy: i posted go look go look kali anubis: :-) you are so great i love you kali anubis: i just don't understand why she was attacking me about chris, when she wasn't even friends with me when that happened kali anubis: and i don't understand why she had to post my prolems to the world eitehr NeverSpeakEasy: yeah i know NeverSpeakEasy: like wtf NeverSpeakEasy: is her trip NeverSpeakEasy: youve never really said anything bout her unless brought up NeverSpeakEasy: shes only prooved thou NeverSpeakEasy: that everything you ahev said about her NeverSpeakEasy: is true kali anubis: i rarly lie and when i do, i'm really bad at it kali anubis: haha NeverSpeakEasy: it is very likely i will see her againt oo NeverSpeakEasy: so i wonder what she will say kali anubis: aperently she has some deep reservations against me kali anubis: cause i was first in the list of unprovoked lashings |
| Thursday, July 25th, 2002 | |
| 11:19 pm | oh my god how i love National public radio, especially "All Things Considered" i love the radio news but the commentaries. i wish i could be a commentator i think i could contribute 3 mins of my opinion, that would be awesome. everybody go to www.NPR.org the station is 89.7 88.5 is another favorite they both don't make it easy to choose for best of the bay in weekly planet |
| 10:42 pm | okay its that time a year again. it just so happens to be july 26 in in less then 3 hours but i am quite sure by the time you read this it will already be well into this particular friday that i speak of. but this friday in question is a good friends birthday, at this time last year it was my best friends birthday, keep in mind that he is the same friend. he is very near and dear to me a part of me i cuddle close to my soul and always will. but this date a year ago tomorrow, will be forever commerated into my mind. its story time and this is the story of ,baj's birthday week, baj was a recovering jevhova's witness. it was his first year shedding the skins of his religiously opressed self, and stepping into a two bedroom one bath duplex with a boyfriend he exceedingly adored. Although this one such man has a story all his own, as erraticly emotional as it is, this is baj's story, but he does play an important role. baj had decided he deserved a week of celebration for the years he was deprived. each night was a special outting, although the events were no differnt then our usual, they encompessed baj as the man of the night. the events are a bit fuzzy, because i did not participate in some but were all to be twarted by an above mentioned boyfriend. this wonderful man that baj so deeply adored was slowly deterating. chris was his name and we had once been best friends as well, hell i even brought them togather. (a mistake i hope never to make again) baj took chris to a club they went to an after party, chris G'ed out, they went to another club chris got kicked out for being beligerant. and this is where i came in. two of baj and my friends were throwing a party, we were promised acid before hand one it was baj's birthday and two they were my friends too. we got to the party, chris steamingly beligerant already disliking me at this point, beliving rumors that baj and i started about sleeping togather and for "always" siding against him. once he found out we were tripping, all hell broke loose he took baj outside to talk to him. he belived that brian had givin me the cid over him. i made the mistake of going out to the carand they were fighting in the garague, chris was yelling at him about me about how i was always over about how i was always against him, and i was so scared and tripping all i could do is sit next to the front do and pray he wouldn't see me. he didn't and i slipped back inside. but when i got in the wrath was still raging. i don't remember exactly what happened, christina rescued me crying and scared as he threated to run me over with a car and screaming he wanted nothing more then to see me laying bloody in a ditch. we later returned to the party, brian had reported that he had had fun debating with chris i was not in such great spirits. we were to go to Warped tour later that day. but then it was christinas mothers turn to crash the party. we drove home pretty much in torn silence that morning, each grasping to our own battel scars. i think we fell alseep because i remember christina snoring on the couch. i wet outside to smoke a ciggrette, and a taxi drives up, and out pops a rather stout lady of itialan descent. what i thought was comical was the purse in the style of sophia's, from Golden Girls and the was wearing a bright pink mu-mu. she spoke in broke english about her daughter, about how much she loved her about how much she just wanted her to come home. she stormed in waking everybody up. and chris threatened to knock her teeth out through the back of her skull. christinas mom took back her car as the two of them yelled back and forth crying the mother pleaded with her daughter to go with her, i walked down to the dodge store gas station to go to the bathroom while baj was comferting chris with a panic attack, the world was collapsing around me and i bought a yoo hoo and a cinimon bun. i walked back and a preacher stopped to ask me what was going on between christia and her mother i told him to just let them be, don't get involved. but once christina told him her mother ran her over with her car, he was glued to the case. if you think this story is getting way out of hand your right. but as warped tour approced, i sold my ticket to christina out of fear for my life and to this day have not recived my money back. and yet the last day of baj's celebration was defeted with a trip to the emergency room for chris's psychosis. well in lights of this story i know you will have a better birthday then you had last year and i just wanted to say |
| Wednesday, July 24th, 2002 | |
| 10:43 pm | okay so i am sick of bitching, i was going through my interests on my info page and realized i have some funny stories behing alot of them, and i thought it might be cool to tell them. one for every time i have a bitchy entry. this is the story behind ,bearded altoid, This particular event happened one week when my parents were out of town, about this time last year. Juan Stepanie and i returned to my house after being at Limeys watching the Gita for stephanies birthday. we planned a suprise for her, joran was going to sing happy birthday and we were gonna present her cake, it turns out that there was another birthday at the same time, his name was cocomo jack but thats besides the point. by the way she was suprised. we came back to my house with 7 bright yellow gels between us. we split them up and set off on our adventure. during the corse of the night we went through stephanies purse, and found a never ending supply of stuff to amuse us all, lil seseme street dolls, objects, paper, pens, light up things, you name it. she would present each item and we would play with them, finally she pulled out a box of altoids. since it seemed to be the last item in her purse we ventured outside to watch the penguine in my mothers orcids and read words in the screen. stephanie brought her altoids box. we made a cerimonious occasion of her opening the tin. there were three, curiously srong glowing white mints left.she took one, i took one and she closed the box. juan, not facing us, almost on cue asked where his was, he turned around and his face swirled into a saddened child like puppy(as large cuban men sometimes do) stephine said, " i will give you the last altoid if you can tell me what he looks like" juan pondered deep in thought, poked his finger in the pool got up, did a little dance then sat back down. he said quite sure of himself, "the altoid is slightly round, with a height aproximatly one fouth of an inch, it is a starchy white with a slight powder substance." on any other night he might have been correct. but we wer sure he wasn't correct tonite. we looked at him puzzeled, i giggled as stephanie reported the bad news, the remaning altoid was not of that particular height, color, or coating. jaun was outraged and demanded to know what then, if not like he described, did the altoid look like. stephanie and i not giving each other a glance, spoke in tandem "our altoid has a beard" |
| 12:34 am | did you ever hear the expression "write about what you know?", i've been hearing that alot lately.i saw it a couple times tossed around on television, heard it a few in conversation. and i was thinking, why should i write about what i know. i like to write about things i don't, its not more challenging but gives a voice to something unknown. or mabey i write about things i know i just mask them, i always prided myself with my symbolic use in my writing. then again aren't you supposed to write for you, and if people like it, its an added bonus. i like when i can make things or write things that people can interpert for themselves, that they get a feeling and it dosen't need an explination from me. i always like it when people tell you the way things are supposed to be written as well. i lack punctuation, and my spelling is highly underdeveloped. but i really hate punctuation, i hate uppercase letters too, it is a bitch to read what i write sometimes because of it. i noticed after reading one of Faulkner's stories "the bear" not only did i dislike the story, his run on sentaces of a nonsensical nature drove me insane. kinda like the grapes of wrath thing with the dirt, but that was in topic form. anyways i brought up to my mother about the story i was trying to get through and the horrible lack of punctuation, and she brought to my attnetion my same quality and laughed, i asked her why she was laughing and she said it was because i am related to him, ain't that a bitch haha |
| Sunday, July 21st, 2002 | |
| 8:57 pm | so ummmmm, nevermind. |
| Friday, July 19th, 2002 | |
| 9:06 am | project blonde is a sucess i am now blonde. i have not been blonde since i was in 6th grade. mission busch gardens was not a sucess though. plan to go next week. regis show is funny, i havn;t watched it since they got rid of kathy lee. they are showing pictures of the hunkiest husbands, some of them are hot! they have face transplants now too. i want to go to a spa, and get manicures and beauty stuff sit in hot tubs and eat tea sanwhiches. or i wanna go diving. i miss when i did competiton diving, but i want to go diving in the ocean see all the pretty fishies. i need something to do |
| Thursday, July 18th, 2002 | |
| 10:21 pm | oh my f'ing lord. seseme street wants to have an HIV positive puppet. okay i am all for the education of the masses on HIV and AIDS and such, its bad its a disease that i deffinitly want to avoid. but come on, for kids??? you will have a whole bunch of either scared or insensitive kids. or confused cause they think only puppets can catch it. |