Mon, Jun. 5th, 2006, 11:31 pm
IS ANYONE REALLY EVEN STILL ON MY FRIENDS LIST?
|You Are Duck|
Exotic and unusual, you are a bit of a rare bird - literally.
You're known for being soft and succulent, though at times you can be a bit greasy.
Tue, Jan. 24th, 2006, 11:54 pm
Just a note that all posts are now friends only, but YOU can be my friend :)
Mon, Jan. 16th, 2006, 08:56 pm
I was looking around for old negatives to make my lamp shade and stumbled upon an old drawing/writing/etc... journal where I came across this:
(prob. written in spring of 2005)
written about this girl I liked:
I do not think of voices running,
through fields of rain as darkness
robs the flicker of the day.
I do not think of their
violent screams of longing,
confused inside this maze.
I think not either of the
light or the day;
of walking through streets
or nights of brief slumber.
I think only of her
those waves of perfect,
parting only for a moment
for the magic of her breath.
She sings a song of spingtime.
The small power of the sun
lives inside her veins.
She dreams of smiles
and yet unwritten days.
I do not think of morning(mourning),
for tonight I
have a wholeness:
the comfort of her
this one is from a dream I had:
When I was a young child
I had a dream
I saw god as a cloud.
I said "God, are you
man or woman?"
to which the
"No, my child
I am a cloud."
I need to start a paper journal again, theres things that come to life that are not possible via the interweb
so the stupid bus can apparently go two different ways,so the bus I was on did not go to walgreens like it should have so I could buy orange juice and tortillia chips, so I instead walked around to four different gas stations looking for these chips, none of them of course sold them and at the 4th one I was feeling nervous after having been wandering around in so many places w/o buying anything that I grabbed a bag of microwave popcorn
it was not until I got home that I remembered we dont have a microwave
if I hear about another group of teenage boys beating the shit out of a homeless person, I am going to kill a motherfucker
Seriously, what the fuck?
Mon, Jan. 16th, 2006, 01:21 am
okay, how long is a cold/flu whatever thing supposed to last, I am so sick of this shit and Icant sleep!!
things to do tomorrow (if im not still terribly sick)
buy lampshade from dollar general
collect more photo negatives
MAIL AFRICA STUFF
buy organic/free range eggs and orange juice
make/start/etc. invitations for jasmines bday party
go to fabric store
finish reading "seven guitars" and start reading "the painted bird"
find out what mysterious fun the roommate was up to
make 2 more record bowls for gifts
call andrea and give her the espresso I got for her and Laura over two weeks and am tired of looking at
stop being sick
call sarah and tell her to stop being such a fucking baby and set uo a day to get her xmas presents sometime before easter
look for the written work of samuel beckett
things to do tomorrow (if still feeling terribly sick)
try to sleep more
buy orange juice
bitch about being sick
drink orange juuice
try to sleep
Sat, Jan. 14th, 2006, 10:07 pm
I am so done w/ being sick
I wanted to go out tonight b/c school will start soon and I will return to my routine of sleep/class/work/repeat
I do not have my phone w/ me and I'm terrified at how completely lost and disconnected I feel
I have seen so much information in the past few days about the book "a milion little pieces of me" all of which ridicule the author for putting in events that didnt really occur and then proclaimimg it autobiographical, to this I say:
Dear strawberry mouth,
The same was said of Rigaberta Menchu's autobiography, to which she responded
"some of these events may not have occured in my own personal life, but they happen all to often in the lives my people, I want the world to know that tortures that my people have endured"
While, of course the situations are very different I have feeling her words may still apply.
I think I may be slightly delerious at the moment
I also do not appreciate how some stupid abortion provoking boy called me up last night to chat for awhile and then wanted to know if I was doing anything/wanted to do anything and then did not call me back w/goth mommies phone# like I told him to.
Oh, and the only reason I wanted to talk to her crackhead ass was to see if she was required to go to court on the 23rd
you see, I recieved a supenia to be a witness in the trail of one of the men who robbed goth mom and I last summer
I dont really have a keen desire to ever see her again I just thought it would be better then having to go myself, im kinda nervous/scared/anxious about the whole thing and I have never been to court before and don,t know what to expect
god fucking damn it, I want to do something fun before school starts and I have an awful feeling thats not going to happen
Thu, Jan. 12th, 2006, 08:19 pm
I went to my grandmas house today and went through all the stuff I still had over there. I threw away sooo much stuff and my life pretty much boils down to about 4 boxes. I also went to school today and spent my last few pennies on books. I am taking a printmaking class but sort of want to drop b/c it seems way too complicated, only prob is if I dropped it I would be down to only 14 credits,I wish I knew of a class I could take instead.
A little over a week until school, I want to do something exciting/interesting/fun/dangerous before my entire life is absorbed in work/school again.