ardency doesn't sound like love
Tuesday, January 20, 2004
  i'm sick. that about covers my day. i also have menstrual cramps. fuck motrin. fuck not being able to mix medications. fuck my cat who insists on whining then when she comes in gets through my seemingly flawless wall of automans and pillows. needless to say i through her back out. and on top of that she smells really really bad. i just read and slept all day and when the motrin finally kicked in i watched comedy central in demand beat the geeks and strangers with candy with the volume really low, for my headache was still hell. i think i also imagined conversations with my parents who never came over. and i believe i had a fever.

that's all.

the end.

pity me. 
Sunday, January 18, 2004
  i've got to do something tomorrow. i will not stay home another day. chelsea here i come. you can always count on chelsea!

the end. 
  quiz time!






my style of love is:
EROS
I believe in true love and love at first sight. Physical attraction is paramount.
what's your style of love?
| mewing.net. where love goes to die.



interrupton-i'm eating mashed potatoes off a knife. WHAT A DAREDEVIL!




My pickup line is:
What's your sign?
what's your pickup line?
| mewing.net. hey, baby.






why does laura hate you?
mewing.net







what celebrity feature are you?
mewing.net


i took this next quiz twice, cos i wasn't sure about 2 questions.





take the virgin-whore dichotomy quiz.


and go to mewing.net. where we're all studs.







take the virgin-whore dichotomy quiz.


and go to mewing.net. where we're all studs.







take the taboo quiz.


and go to mewing.net. nothing is taboo there.







take the nerd test.


and go to mewing.net. a nerd utopia.



ugh. bored of quzzes.

the end.
 
  i just had a total break down over a decision. i believe i'm in a moody mood. anyways. i decided not to drive tomorrow(as in driver's ed, it would be my last class) which i'm now regretting. the only reason i couldn't was because of caitlin, and i don't even believe we will be doing anything tomorrow. i really doubt it. the odds are against it. and so now i'll probably have to get up early to drive and get my certificate (so i can drive whenever with a liscensed driver w/o running the risk of getting in trouble) later. dammit. i decided i make desicions too quickly in general. and i never learn, i always regret it. it's horrible. anyways.

the end. 
  I’m pretty much over you, I said. I still love you, but in a new way. I love you like I love a flower. You merely laughed, and I kicked my chair because you were okay. I am supposed to move on and you are supposed to stay put, on a leash, tied to a pole in the rain. You are supposed to spend your old age in unrequited love with me, prostrate at a shrine of my pictures and unmentionables. This is how things must be. But they are not.

that is not my writing.

just felt like stealing.

the end. 
  i was thinking about the name fiona and how i knew a person named fiona and i told her i had a cat named fiona and she just looked at me. 
  holy shit! i was sitting here and fiona was lapping at her water dish and i thought it was my stomach making noise. ooooooh no. i either have a zit or a canchor(?) sore near my mouth. i've never had the sore. i've had zits but not near my mouth. creepy, my fiona is now staring at me, now she's yawning now she's licking her bum. my fiona is a cat. a 20 year old cat. and she's really cute and skinny and smelly.

i just went blind for a second.

the end. 
  i just got back from barnes and noble. picked up a copy of kurt cobain journals, and please kill me now. i don't feel good, my mama made me sick from being a terrible driver. she got tired of me complaining so she pulled over and i drove the rest of the way home! mwa ha. it was o so lovely. i'm currently viewing nostradamus 500 years later on the history channel. earlier i was watching the incredible but true marathon on the same channel and watched the episode on circus freaks. it was quite interesting and i've decided to go name dropping on tuesday at school, i'll be all "your so cute! almost as cute as tom thumb." or "you're as wierd as someone in the barnum side show".
ha. read these e-mails i got:

Dear Sir/Madam,
We have received your electronic message. Under current international
legislation, it is an offence to “spam” public bodies, as it wastes
government and taxpayers’ time and money. Spamming is defined as the
“unsolicited sending of electronic messages where the recipient has not
granted permission to send AND the transmission and reception of the
message are of no arguable benefit to the recipient”. We have contacted
your ISP (Internet Service Provider) to alert them to your illegal use of
their server, in breach of mandatory ISP terms and conditions. Please do
not reply to this e-mail. Any appeal will be dealt with by your ISP


it's from fugitives@interpol.int

FROM: MR.JUDE CHIMA
J.CHIMA & CO.(SOLICITORS & ADVOCATES)
LONDON OFFICE:
DUCK ISLAND COTTAGE
LONDON W2 2UH
Fax:+44 8701332609
LAGOS OFFICE:
#22 ALLEN AVE.
IKEJA-LAGOS
NIGERIA.
TEL/FAX: 234-1-7599173

NOTIFICATION OF BEQUEST

This is sequel to your non response of our earlier
letter to you on behalf of the Trustees and
Executors to the Will of late of Engr.Sir Willy
Bubenik, I wish to notify you that you were listed as
a beneficiary to the bequest of the sum of
US$1,500,000.00 [One Million Five Hundred
Thousand US Dollars] in the codicil and last
testament of the deceased.

The late Sir Willy Bubenik until his death was a
former Managing Director and pioneer staff of a big
construction company here in Nigeria. He was a
very dedicated Christian, and a great philanthropist
during his life time.

Late Willy Sir Bubenik died on 9th February 2002
at the age of 68,He was buried on the 23rd of
February. Late Sir Willy Bubenik even though he
was an German living and working in here as a
foreigner he requested before his death that he be
buried here in his words, "I regard here as My
home and the people as my people". He said that
this token is to support you in your humanitarian
work and help to the less-priviledged.
I hereby request that you forward any proof of
identities of yours, your current telephone and fax
numbers and your forwarding address to enable
us file necessary documents at our high court
probate division for the release of this bequest of
money.

congratulations.

Yours faithfully,
MR.JUDE CHIMA ESQ.


this is from jude chima

i'm so very confused! i'm not sure what i did. all i have to say is oops.

caitlin! i would like to borrow your time magazine. i am lazee and do not feel the urge to rush to my nearest venue where magazines are sold. are you coming tomorrow? i really do wish you would. please don't screw up and get grounded for today as well.

go away. i am done for today.

the end. 
Saturday, January 17, 2004
  bingo.com do do do doooo dooooo. ahhhhhhh! sing that in a barbershop manner and you have my theme song for bingo . com. i play kissy bingo and played 15 games before deciding that while the game is addictive is probably also rigged. think about it.

the end. 
  i believe i have diarrhea...of the hands or mind or something or other that has to do with the excessive amount of posts on this day.

the end. 
  i just drove around the 'hood'. my father describes these drivings of mine as 'illegal drive-bys'. laugh. you must. caitlin! i called you. you shall call back! i want to follow up with my aforementioned plan on mljk day and brag of my illegal drive-bys. i will be all alone. so you must.

my english teacher wants me to submit this essay of my night with christian. it's horrible, i left out the best part, mostly because i was getting off subject from the prompt. i also am nervous of submitting this essay for christian may somehow read the repeater that holds my essay and be like wtf? it wasn't that big of a deal. and also-what if i don't even make it into the magazine? but the last reason shall not be emphasized for my teacher is quite enthusiastic of the essay. anyways. maybe i'll post the essay. you can find me somehow and comment, or not.

i am so very sad. i have not recieved any paris hilton sex tape offers in my e-mail today.

jack-in-the-box. a restaurant. i have never been. but i was just told it's a common place. now the person who is telling me of this is having second thoughts, "or was it bojangles". what is happening to the people these days.

the end. 
  i am currently sore. i insist on a new swedish matress. the matress people denied my request. they say "1 dolla-no matress" i am so very sad now.

there is nothing on. i should leave. go somewhere. no. i shouldn't. i am too tired. i have no excuse. i had a contained night last night. hmmm... every day i get up later and later. and i've decided that showering isn't as necessary as everyone seems to think. so i shower only every other day. i try. and i don't smell, and that's what counts, i believe.

caitlin. we must have a day trip. tomorrow or on mlkj day. we shall get dressed up. you wear your skirt and pretty shirt and heels. and then wear your cons and we shall walk to the park and dirty them up. i will dress up as well. then we shall walk back and change back into heels and pack a picnic basket, venture upstairs and lay out a sheet and picnic to the sounds of Electric Ladyland. and other nostalgic records from the alphabetized pile in the corner of the room. or we could do the afore mentioned part alone then invite amy, chelsea, and jenna over for the latter. (o you know i'm so cool for using aforementioned and latter.)

i can actually feel the sweat on my body. and my feet are really dry and cold. i shall take off my shirt. and then when someone calls i can answer, i would love to chat but i have no shirt on.

i'm getting the chocolate factory! i feel it in my bowels...bones(?). i also saw a note in my father's car when i was faux driving in the parking lot, waiting for him to fetch our family prescriptions in the drug store. the note read: get emily chocolate factory and then i recognized the phone number from the convincing commercials that told of exotic gourmet chocolate spoons and it's magical double use for cheese fondue. have you seen the commercial? if you have i know you aren't wondering of my motivation.

o yes and caitlin. roy is gay. chelsea didn't just tell me, i asked. the whole thing about giving head during the last play and how his mama doesn't like him wearing his pink pyramid belt cos she doesn't want him wearing clothing of the gay, and then he said he thought she looked like a lesbian. and on and on. gave it away. o and he also mentioned how he liked my outfit but not in a 'can i get in it?' kind of way, a 'where'd you get it' kind of way.

the end. 
  i have no idea why i posted that. i swear i wasn't drinking any diet coke!

the end. 
  mwa ha ha...sexual intuendo. 
  i'm really tired. last night i didn't get home till 10 something. like i know that's not being out late, but i mean i hadn't been home since 7 that morning. i went to school and then driver's ed. (we had bojangles that day) and then when we got to school i went to chelsea's play. i EVEN GOT HER AUTOGRAPH! ok...sorry i gotta calm down, stop hyperventelating. please do excuse me for the tacky joke. the full house and 7th heaven i was watching earlier this morning probably rubbed off on me.

THANK YOU NOTE TIME! i got some late christmas gifts so i must write thank you notes yet again.

anyways...not much else to say.

the end. 
Thursday, January 15, 2004
  i love driving!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!it's so fucking fun! today i had my first driving driver's ed. i had to drive first and was declared 'gas happy'. i got up to 45 mph. i'm scared but anxious to go on the free way and go like over 50! i'm so happy. we drove to mc donalds and then to 2 gas stations and i drove for about an hour. the other kid was nice. a boy. but not attractive or anything, he's in my class(grade), but i've never seen him. he also also came from a public school, like me. (i came from a public school before coming to the private school i am currently attending) but anyways, driving is like amazing!. caitlin and jenna had to walk me to the driver's ed car because i was so nervous. but then after admitting that i had never driven before hand and driving down the driveway i knew it was gonna be up hill from there (thank God)

You scored : 50.

If your score was between 46 and 60:
You're a Klever Kisser!

A Klever Kisser enjoys being seductive and desirable. You're the kind of person that is naturally more erotic and aggressive. You enjoy being sensual and involving the entire body in a kiss. You enjoy kissing anytime and for as long as it takes to get the job done right. You don't mind displaying your affection in any location, and pride yourself in your kissing technique. You have an awesome amount of passion and heat flowing through your body when you kiss. You do not take kissing lightly, and tend to hope it will lead to more touching and sharing. You are spicy and can be a little racy. Be careful not to forget the value of a sweet and slow kiss. Your usual hot and heavy kisses are exciting, but it's nice to have a little variety now and then. Overall you are certainly the most sexy of the kissing styles, and you definitely keep the car windows fogged.

remember that. i didn't. i took this a year or so ago. mwa. i'm erotic.

the end. 
Wednesday, January 14, 2004
  i'm pretty sure that's not how to spell wierd 
  omg this is so fucking cool!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

here it is if you are wierd and it didn't like you, and it didn't work for you. cuz it doesn't like people who are wierd. 
  and here it is in spanish (caitlin this is a test for you)

no tengo nada decir!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ¡es horrible, yo sabe, para guardar que el momento brillante de leer mi blog de usted aprueba... aquí es uno cosa-porque' el infierno hace caligornia meridional consigue toda la diversión?! ¡hace usted notar siempre que todas las demostraciones que fechaban y las demostraciones del juego como la familia fued y los daters de la cola está en cali meridional?! ¡horrible! ése es él quizá más adelante 
  I HAEV NOTHNG 2 SAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11!!!1!!1!11!!1!1!!1!!11!1!!1!!!!!!1!!1!11111!1!11!!!!!!!11!!1!111!11!!11!1!!!!!!11!11!1!1!!!1!11!1!!!1!!!1!1!1!1!!!1!1!!!1!!!!!1!11!!!!111111111!!!1111!1!1!!!1!1!11!!1111!11!1!1!!!111!1!1!!!1!!!!!1!!!1!1!11!11!!!!!11!!!1!11!1!!11!1!!!!1!1!1!1!1!1!!!!!11!!!11!!1!1!!11111!!1!111!111!!!1!!!!!1111!!1!!1!111!1!!!!1!!11!!11!!!11!11!1!11!1!!1!1!1!!111!!1!111!!!!111!!!11!11!!!!1111111!!!11111!111!!1!11!!!!!!11!11!!! LOL ITS HORIBLE I KNOW 2 KEP TAHT BRIGHT MOMENT OF RAADNG MAH BLOG FROM U!111!1!! OMG WTF OK.HARAS!11!1!!111!1!!! WTF LOL ONE Y DA HAL DOES SOUTHARN CALIGORNIA GET AL DA FUN??!?!!?!!!!! LOL HAEV U 3VAR NOTIECD TAHT AL TEH DATNG SHOWS AND GME SHOWS LIEK FMILY FU3D AND TALE D8RS R IN SOUTHARN CALI????!!1!!1!1 OMG WTF LOL HORIBLA!!!1!!1 OMG WTF

TAHTS IT11!1!! OMG WTF LOL MAYB L8R
1!1!!11 OMG LOL

this is the same blog in 'AOLer Translation' 
  i have nothing to say!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! it's horrible, i know, to keep that bright moment of reading my blog from you. ok...here's one thing-why the hell does southern caligornia get all the fun?! have you ever noticed that all the dating shows and game shows like family fued and tail daters are in southern cali?! horrible!

that's it. maybe later. 
Tuesday, January 13, 2004
  lala i love buddy head cuz they have gimme skelter.

that makes me love

mudhoney
yeahyeahyeahs
pleasure forever
dead meadow
the starvations
beehive & the baracudas
your enemies flames
Le Tigre
wire
radio vago
cave-in
and ofcoarse the lovely icarus line
even more!

the end. 
  "stupid risks are what makes life worth living!"
-homer simpson, the simpsons

i totally agree. just think, one of the best philosophies i've heard in the while coming from one of the stereotypically worst sources.

if i ever make albums (it tis one of my dreams) i want my reviews to go something like this one on Fugazi from Buddyhead:

Fugazi
The Argument
It's almost irritating that these guys always put out an amazing record. Just for once could you guys please put out a shitty record? Or at least a mediocre one so we can finally make fun of how Ian sings like a drunken sailor and Guy dances like a girl and call you old or something.

and this makes me feel like a loser for just finding the icarus line like in 2002 and a half.

(2001)
The Icarus Line
Mono
This album is possibly the only thing that Courtney Love and Dave Grohl agreed on all year. We had to twist Aaron's arm to put this on here cos he thought it would be "embarrassing", but if Gwyneth Paltrow can declare this as her favorite new band, then so can we.


N.E.R.D.
In Search Of
An experiment in pop music from the super hit making hip hop producers, The Neptunes. They come at you with their own blend of hip hop, rock, and pop music. Yeah, it's cheesey, but that's why we like it. Listen to this and try not to get "jiggy". Who knows if this record is even out, they've recorded it twice as far as we know.

very true, two of my favorite "hip hop" songs are on it (Rock Star and Dirty Dog (or maybe it's lap dance, i don't really remember. ok ok it's lap dance, i looked it up.). it's the only "hip hop" i really listen to anymore. the end of that cuz i really hate trying to explain my hiphop tastes. i hate saying i like it at all mostly cuz no one really listens to the right stuff, all they hear is total shit like "chingy" and the "east side boyz" who i'd like to stab if i had the chance of doing so with out consequence.

(all of these coming up are on buddyhead's worst list)

System Of A DownToxicity
Even though these guys made the "best of" list, they have pretty lame beards and that one dudes voice can get ultra annoying, so we put them on the "worst of" list as well. Only fair.

mwa ha ha. finally someone who truly understands me.

Dashboard Confessional
So Impossible / The Places You Have Come To Fear…
The pinnacle of mall emo. Pure evil. The scariest thing about this record is that these are the songs that will be playing when the deflowering of all those 300-pound emo gorilla girls in light blue "princess" t-shirts you see hanging around hot topic happens. Yikes.

it's true, but so precise it's cruel.

Various Artists
"What's Goin On?" cover benefit song
Yeah, yeah, we know this is a list of bad albums, but this song was so bad it demanded attention. Appropriately enough, the first time we saw the video for this "who's who" of shit music trying to act compassionate in a recording studio while butchering this song, as soon as the rappers started coming in towards the end and fucking RAPPING over a song that should be SUNG, our immediate reaction was, "What's Goin On?" The following people will burn in hell for all eternity for SLAUGHTERING the classic Marvin Gaye song: Christina Aguilera, Backstreet Boys, Mary J. Blige, Bono, Destiny's Child, Jermaine Dupri, Fred Durst, Eve, Nelly Furtado, Ja Rule, Wyclef Jean, Alicia Keys, Aaron Lewis, Lil' Kim, Jennifer Lopez, Nas, Nelly, *NSYNC, P. Diddy, and Britney Spears.

you have to agree...really. or else, i don't know. i'll be like-uhh...i'm tired so i have nothing to say.

Slipknot
Iowa
The WWF meets jock metal. A bunch of fat white trash dudes from the midwest dressed up like clowns with masks and jumpsuits on, who actually take themselves seriously while looking this way and think they're the fuckin saviors of rock n' roll or some shit. These guys have too many people in the band. It's kinda like the ska version of death metal.

THANKYOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sum 41
All Killer No Filler
It was bad enough when we first heard their songs. Then we found out they're from Canada. This band is the reason it's embarrassing to call yourself "punk" anymore.

someone should really show this to micheal...hmmm.....wonder why emily ignores me whenever i start talking about how awesome sum41 is. (that was micheal speaking...not me, if you didn't catch on)

Fieldy's Dreams
Rock N Roll Gangster
This album is just too perfect. I mean, even if we would have plotted for months we never could have scripted this any better. The bass player from Korn, you know the short dude with pony tails who does that disgusting nu metal bob up and down thing all day, put out a solo rap record. This has to be heard to truly realize how bad it is. It's the closest thing we've found to actual audio diarrhea, you'll be begging for a Limp Bizkit remix record.

o my gosh. this made me fall out of my chair laughing, i never knew! and now that i do (know) i just....God, what is music coming to?!

others on the buddyhead worst list that made me happy were creed, nickleback, and puddle of mudd.

the end. sorry i put you through that.


 
  still at school. i'm so hungry. i want some sausage. ................pause, waiting for the laughs to die down............... no not that kind, the food. even if it's gross hormel instead of kramer's. caitlin's not laughing, she's probably just bored-thinking you just said all this shit to me before i left. yup. cause that was a couple of minutes ago, and that's all that's on my mind. i have nothing to do. i'm pondering my mind while typing what ever comes to it. i think this is easier to type when i'm totally disconnected. i probably look like a psycho right now. o well. close enough. all the upper classmen that come here (the computer lab) talk about colleges and appli cations to colleges. it's not that far away! so very very scared. but i kinda am anxious as well. ummm... but i'm more anxious for this summer to come. it will be so very good. not so boring. i'm way to used to this school already. it's all so fucking predictable. i want something to wish for again. nothing's new. i have 3 group projects, presently:

1. science, w/ bryan i got small pox we have to do some kind of presentation other than powerpoint. it will probably end up being a song.

2. science, yet again with bryan.and victoria-we're growing bacteria! woo hoo. party down....... we grew 17 little dots of love.

3. world geography, we get to make a crack news team and make up a news broad cast or something. i'm with celeste and mimi. that's all. we just learned of it. so i have nothing. to say. i have to leave now.

i have to leave cuz the library closes at 5 and it is...5!

the end. 
Monday, January 12, 2004
  CAITLIN-i was wearing the pink one with all the black writing on it. 
  i'm actually at school right now. it's kind of uncomfortable...not sure why.

i was outside talking to some people(sam, gary, nancy and jennah(not jenna)) and branden was all alone! mwa ha ha. i really shouldn't feel pleasure from that, but it's funny. no one likes him now. i'm not saying it's because i don't or anything but he's just being kind of an asshole. gary and sam hate him. nancy doesn't care-yes we were talking about him. it was kinda loud. Gary just all of a sudden goes..."Why doesn't that canadian just leave?" and then sam goes i don't like him and then goes "you don't like him either do you emily?" uh oh! i just said my name!!! emily...yes it is true my name is emily possibly one of the most common names in the world...at least in my school, i swear, 3 other emilys in my spanish class alone. anyways then i was like not really he's kind of an asshole now. that is all. o shit i just remembered that i have guitar. shit shit shit. o yeh- now here's a message for caitlin who could not attend to school today for she had a bad case of braces.

Caitlin-y'know how spencer is in my health class? well today we had a very boring conversation about why i didn't really feel like giving him the answers and how i didn't know him very well even though his argument of we went to stough together was very well put and then he asked me how much 8th grade at lmy public middle school sucked and if i liked meghan (h) and lindsay, i said meghan was alright. that is all. i just know you like to hear updates about the boy...so there. it's done. o and he said that my shirt had a shitload of writing on it.

o guess what!!! my stupid ass spanish teacher told us that we could do our homework on line...and i just tried and ya' can't...bitch bitch bitch. but i guess i'll do it tomorrow seeing that i need to get straight A's(caitlin please refrain from laughing seeing that i'm actually serious) so my mama will get me a piano! she said she would if i did.

the end. 
Sunday, January 11, 2004
  myyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy mama is a bitch. she yells at me every niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight. laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
aaaaaaaaaaaalaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaLa. i'm so vAry tired. i know that is spelled wrong. but i wrote it phonetically. so there! two things you didn't think...i knew how to spell very and i knew the word phonetically.

the end. yet again. 
  listening to this...it's pretty good if you like teenage accoustic indy sounding (acutally i guess it is indy...ha. it's self recorded) stuff. it's this guy who's blog me and caitlin have been reading for a while. and just so caitlin can get the credit-she found him first.

the guy's blog

the end. 
  i saw big fish. it was good. then i went to target. it was good. i'm tired and nothing EXTREMELY interesting happened. i got lots of socks. ok not lots. i'm sorry. that was misleading.

now i'm "watching" football waiting for stew that i'm not gonna eat.

i'm tired.

o i found this awesome album this morning. Jimi Hendrix Experience, Electric Ladyland. It has beautiful classics like Along the Watchtower, and Voodoo Chile, and Child. It's a double album and LIVE!!!!! O man i was goin' crazy listening to it. i bumped my head while playing air guitar. i believe when i start performing i'll be a hell more entertaining then some of these bands out there. shit, i mean, i understand that it's harder doing some of this shit with an imaginary guitar but i tried with my guitar and it's not that much different. anyways yeh when i was on the floor i accidently banged my head on it. it's quite hard to explain. i'd have to show you. my head still hurts.

o yeh. i went to the movies with caitlin. and jenna. then i walked to target from there with caitlin.

the end. 
Saturday, January 10, 2004
  i played in the snow. yes it snowed here. it was good. i "snowboarded" and walked around in the snow with Winter Wonderland stuck in my head. in first period we were allowed outside and in lunch we all had snow ball fights and basically embraced the snow. we got let out a period early and i went home with caitlin and we picked up her sister and i saw my first grade teacher and she stood me in front of the class talking about how i was "so grownup" and i was in her class a long time ago. One of the kids even went-"woah!" and i saw a kid from the camp i "worked" at. that's about it. it was a feel-good kind of day. except when i took off my pants when i got inside my legs were all sunburnt looking and itched a bunch... my mama said it's because your blood vessels warm up or whatever. Right now (the next day) i am repeating to my self that i embraced the snow yesterday and that there is no reason to feel guilty that i've spent the day inside. I'm also watching Married With Children. It sure brings back memories! Me and my parents used to watch the show whenever it was on. It's on FX. Incase you were wondering.

"This is Budrick, he is the saddest puppet in puppet land. None of the girls will play with him, so he has to play with himself"
-Kelly, Married with Children

the end. 
Thursday, January 08, 2004
  ok caitlini bolded your name. my deepest regrets to you. 
Wednesday, January 07, 2004
  punkvoter.com 
  never mind deciding yourself. you need a password. i am so very sorry. that geico commercial is so unrealistic. it looks nothing like a soap opera, the lighting is all wrong and the eyes aren't watery enough. 
  lalala. my mama had to pick me up early (4:30, usually she picks me up at 5:00 because we have no buses). that made me pretty happy.
nothing has really happened today. umm...i listened to zeppelin and stuff with dick during health and looked at our new health books. ummm...o we had to wear head phones in spanish-they're really big like the old kinds and they're really musty and i...i just don't like them!!!!!!! anyways, while having a nervous breakdown i was doing spanish work on the computer listening to the spanish and decided that i preferred the man's voice to the women's who sounded like i total bitch. why don't you decide for yourself?!
i get to have a nutrition journal for the next week. starting tomorrow. it will be fun. but you have to write down the carb count. that will be quite a bitch. o yeh and me, jenna, amy, and caitlin spent the afternoon complimenting people so they wouldn't commit suicide then we went to the chapel and played piano till jenna and amy had to go. i have two projects to get to over the weekend...
1.make a collage for my wall, not my whole wall mind you, just for a poster. for my poster frame...for my wall. i feel like that took more words then it should have.
2.patch up my butthole. that sounds funny. it's in my favorite jeans. i will never throw them away. i'm gonna patch them up like on the back of that neil young album. then some day if i ever stop wearing them i will frame them.

i also plan on picnicing with caitlin.

"...and that's where i saw the leprachaun!...he told me to burn things!"
-Ralph Wiggum, The Simpsons
i told you martha, we're too old to have children, why don't you think of something else to do. Maybe you can start another twine ball."
-prison guard, The Simpsons

the end. 
Tuesday, January 06, 2004
  guess who i talked to!!! b.dum...i mean branden. i don't even want to explain it. the jist of it is is that he ignored me ever since his birthday. after being super close. i too stopped talking. anyways...caitlin left so i went outside and joined dick, leia (however you spell it) and branden duh duh duuuuuh. soon dick left, then leia had to leave as well. and we were left alone. so i ofcoarse asked "Why don't you talk to me anymore?" and he being the uncommunicative asswipe he is just answered idunno. then i was like fuck it and decided to ask generic questions firstly to clear up the awkward silence secondly to procrastinate reading the assigned first 100 lines of The Odessy. He answered like a stereotypical teenager talking to a mother. i wanted to shoot him. now i've decided to just treat him normal. i don't even give a shit anymore. and the more i bitch about him the more attention i'm giving him and if anyone deserves that attention it sure as hell is ME. hate me hate me then come to terms that you love me and my girly germs. if i wrote that like this:
hate me hate me
then come to terms
that you love me and my girly germs.

it could be a poem.

because i've decided (after reading that afore mentioned odessy assignment) that any thing can be considered a poem, kinda like abstract art. Not that i don't love them both.

excuse me while i teach my father to snort.(like a laughter snort, not a let's do cocaine! snort.)



ok i'm back it didn't work...

o well.

anyways.

the end.

o yeh. chin has a car!!!!!!!!!!!!!!i do believe it is quite hard for me to believe. 
  i was listening to some records and i pulled out zeppelin III

and guess what?!?!!there is a spinny thing where you can spin this wheel and see different stuff in these holes on the cover. craziness!!!!!! So i sat there forever listening to zeppelin III spinning the wheel. and i wonder why more people than i can count have asked me if "i'm cool"....(that means "Do you smoke pot")

the end.

comp.modblog.com

(^that is not for you!no blog for you! (get it? from seinfeild-if you don't, just go away.....o k. stay. but you need to catch up on your seinfield) oh and you can go to that blog if you want. 
  AN ARDENCY SPECIAL: NICKNAMES UNMASKED!

i a m currently at school. umm.. that means there is nothing to do. o yeh...guess what?! fuck the nicknames...here!the secret must come out!!!!
Legs: CAITLIN!!!
Chelsi: CHELSEA!!!
Chapped Lip: MICHEAL!!!
Chin: CHRISTIAN!!!
umm...o yeh...
B. Dum: BRANDEN!!!

and after our record sales slump again we'll put the masks, er...nicknames back on...

okok.if you didn't get the joke^it's like KISS, when they took off their masks on mtv forever ago. GET IT?!! good.

i think i'm done now.

hmmm...go to http://nmthath.blogdrive.com/

and read the comments thingy. it is me and legs...i mean caitlin. caitlin is caitlin and i am kinkypornstar69.

i thought it to be quite humorous.

thank ya' for humoring my humor.

the end. 
Monday, January 05, 2004
  i'm really tired and will post tomorrow...



ain't he purty?

the end. 
Sunday, January 04, 2004
  my mama is quite irritating right now. i just want to be alone and she's making these little excuses for being downstairs. Like getting a drink, hanging up clothes, doing chores. i want to scream. she's getting to me. i want to be on my own. i can't wait for highschool to be over. i guess i'll miss it but i won't miss this. i feel like crying. school starts up again tomorrow. i'm a wreck. i'm so ugh.

"What happened to the lights?"
"Are we hiding from Jahovis Witnesses again?"

sorry if i offended you.

i will go think about what i've done. 
  if i have a blank stare on my face this is where i am...flying.

 
  pixies where is my mind? is the last song...i liked it.

if i made a flash product it would probably be confusing and random but funny because of that like this one...http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/avocado.php 
  called legs. she can't. sgh....hope you're readng ths! my eye key isn't working...well now it is. s.o.b.ummm.. go here...a funny website

and if that hyperlink didn't work, well i guess you're screwed.

ha ha
'
just kidding...here y' go...

http://albinoblacksheep.com/flash/end.php

the end. 
  i want to puke, i just went to http://www.godhatesfags.com/ and am terrified of humanity, that they can be so hateful and ignorant scares me. Sorry if you are of the baptist religion or of the uneducated mind set that really believes homosexuals are damned, but i totally disagree. My main irk is you believe in the same bible and that same bible in some ways can (if you try hard enough) be twisted in to saying "gays are bad" but at the same time it says we are made in God's reflection. and that means that homosexuals must be in his reflection as well. And don't try this bull like "It's their choice" because when you think about it why the hell would they want to be homosexual (unless they have some odd personality disorder like they are histrionic)? Many of them hope to wake up every day straight, so they'd be free of the ridicule, hatred and ignorance. It's hard. If God hated gays he wouldn't create them. What's even sadder is that so many of these uneducated people who think this is true are just that, uneducated. They've been raised to believe this, and no matter how far we've come in this society, there are still parts of society supporting this kind of bullshit.

thank you and good bye.

the end. 
  HOLY SHOOT!
what the frog is that?

i'm watching High Fidelity on Comedy Central for the gazillionth time. and when they cursed they over write(?) it with akward words like "frog" and off handed "shoot"s.

i'm calling legs at 12. HOLD ON IT IS EXACTLY 11:11!!!!CRAZY!!!!!any ways. i'm calling caitlin at 12. exactly 12. i'm gonna invite her to have a picnic with me somewhere in the neighborhood, maybe on my porch if there is no other suitable place. we will sit on a blank-et. and dress up in nice skirts (since she claims she can't wear her new skirt till spring) if i can't get caitlin i'll call chelsi.

good bye. i have to let my kitty out.

the end. 
Saturday, January 03, 2004
  hey. just got back from the mall with chelsi and jenna. we shopped a little but a paranoia arose in me. i was scared to buy anything, i was scared that they'd run away and hide while i was making my purchases. they did run away from me but i wasn't making purchases, a mall cop stopped me. it was odd because at first (we all later agreed on this) it seemed like he was hitting on me. but then he was like "miss, you need to pick that stuff up." i was all "no." then he got mad, cause he obviously didn't undrstand... so i said "you don't understand, my friends are gonna run away from me and hide!" and he was like i don't care so i picked up one thing and ran my ass off trying to keep my eyes on chelsi's black shirt and jenna's big boots. then we were in the food court and i know this isn't a person but i've got to bold it anyways, we found glo sticks in the bathroom. Like we didn't find them on the floor or anything but they were actually selling them. like you know how they have tampon machines in women's bathrooms (or condom machines (i guess) in men's bathrooms) well in the same machine they had a choice of glo sticks! they were reall tiny and cost 75 cents but they were so cool and we put them in our mouths and counted the people who stared at us (73). then we met these guys (colin and drew or something, i don't remember) from "undisclosed place" which is an hour away and a very small town. they were cool, i guess, but not extremely hott or anything(yeh, i can be a bit shallow, you are too so fuck off), but they played along with our bizarre games, like the penny game etc. we also sang songs on motor cycles, and stalked people.

the end.  
  ok.

i've decided to bold all the names and stuff like a gossip column. it will be fun i swear!

the party was cool. i'm not sure why but every time i get together with that group i have lots of fun and don't want to leave. NMT (chapped lip's band) and No Name (they don't have a name yet, it's chapped lip's friend red's band) played about 3 songs 5 times each but it was still entertaining. after the guys caught on to the desperation in our eyes we decided to go inside and watch some movies, we watched about 15 minutes of 2 movies and then decided on watching some videos of chapped lip's amazingly sucky skating abilities. and then watched some other shit the guys recorded during the party. the only thing i didn't understand is why any of those people liked me. i never understand that. i'm kind of a bitch. but they seem to find that funny? i don't know. maybe i'm not that bitchy. i don't know. shut up. i'll probably delete this all later. ummm... anyways when i came home at 1 i turned on comedy central after having some glasses of champagne with the family and was very happy to see SOUTH PARK BIGGER, BETTER, AND UNCUT THE MOVIE ON on. made my day. anyways that's it. on newyears i just slept and ate and spent time with my family. OH YEAH! on the 29th i took a long walk with my mama and became i child abuse victim!!!AAAAAAAAAAH!acutually she just "accidently" scratched my cheek... but on the bright side i got to use my Blue's Clues Band-aids! now fast forward to yesterday. me and legs went on a walk and tried to climb 2 trees and succeeded at climbing neither. but we did climb the rails on a bridge in the park and talked for a while about lots of things like the new year's eve party, chin and b. dum. then on the way back home we confided in eachother our latest daydreams. i told her of my hott british punk foreign exchange student who came to live with my family. and she told me of her dreamy wrestler...shhhhhh....i can't tell you who! la la la. even tho she said she didn't care.......mwa ha ha. just kidding.

now. i am waiting for chelsi to call me back. i feel kind of bad cuz when me and caitlin were out we saw her dad. but whatever, cuz i called her before the party and told her to call me when she got back... i miss her. i'm such a butt hole cuz when ever we're around each other she irritates me. but she's not that bad. so ok. i'm on the phone with her right now. ok 2:15 mall. jenna? maybe. that's it. i probably should shower. i don't have much money...but screw it. you never know how much 20 can get you. uh oh! 30! shit, i'm rich now. it's just i don't have any lunch money to save up with now and i'm in debt 20 with my mama.and she's holding my allowance. lalala. but thankfully i have a little money stashed away. bye now.

the end.

~e. 
Wednesday, December 31, 2003
  how do ya'll like the fresh start?

(the colors)

the end. 
  "just being myself,
bad to the bone."
-michelle tanner (full house) 
  o yeah check out my other blog site thingy at -
neoteric.blogspot.com

it's all about me! and it never really changes un less i update it. it's for e. stalkers everywhere. and for me since i was incredibly bored.

the end.

~ e. 
  did you know there's a fullhouse marathon on abc family?!?!!?! well there is! and ofcoarse that's what i'm watching, and in between i'm watching uranium on fuse. just because, it's quite interesting. it's like a car crash, i just can't look away! some of the music is ok.

lalala

i got lots of underwear for christmas!they are so cute! i also got the record player i asked for and spent the day after the day after x-mas listening to old records. my parents got some good tasted in music! shit. they got everything good from zeppelin to pink floyd to beatles to jimi hendrix. love it love it love it. they also got really good reggae like bob marley and third world. love it love it.

nothing much else has happened. my grandparents were here. yup.

and tonight i'm going to chapped lip's house er..garage for a party. y'kno since it's new year's eve and all. umm. i should probably shower...i broke my non shower record twice! and 5 days is my record now.

that's about it.

the end.

~e. 
Monday, December 22, 2003
  listening to bouncing souls-johnny x. if your smart enough to know which is the band and which is the title then i think i love you. don't worry, you don't have to love me back, i'm the admire from afar type of girl. hmmm...lalala. i forgot to eat dinner. my parents had "hamburger steaks". i'm not sure why i passed on that... ummm... o yeh. you probably want to know what "hamburger steaks" are. they're simply really big hamburgers. hamburgers the size of my face. to make up for the loss of hamburger buns. No buns? just make the burger bigger and call it steak! CHA!

i watched this movie called the crow last night. yup. o yeh. i was gonna say something about it. it was wierd and...i'm tired. my hand hurts. first of all i've been playing for about 3 hours straight. and secondly i banged it into the corner of my wall. and thirdly i'm typing. hmm...it all kind a a d d s u p . . . i n e e d f o o d . e x c u s e m e .

the end.



i mean

t h e e n d .

~ e . 
Sunday, December 21, 2003
  loooking at radiotakeover.com and they've got pretty good taste. they have icarus line and and such(avery good california band, thankyou.) o shiz! no fucking way! they don't have ima robot...i guess they just aren't what i thought they were...jsut kidding. even though i do declare i love my ima robot. which is also yet another cali band. do i have an obsession? probably not. but it's fun to say so. either way i can't listen to them on the site unless they play them on a stream. and there are only 5 streams and you have to request and the chance my requests will get through and i'll log on at the exact time they do get through is umm...not very good or big or what ever. i just made a scene. my mama looks at me with a worried stare and my daddy just replies "CHA!" this is my family. lalala.

when out delivering x-mas nuts, the people would say "how ya doin'?" and i always forgot how i was doing. and instead tried to bullshit my way through the conversation with "Merry Christmas!"

soon i'm either gonna take a shower or give myself some dreads. i wish i had a poll thingy to ask all my many and loyal readers! (sarcasm(about the readers, i would like a poll thingy...i could vote-since i'm schizo and all)

this song's good. brando i think. it's reall zoney. kinda like some good guitar driven pink floyd. i have no clue who it's by-okay. t's brando.

the end.

~e.

lovin it. 
  I'M LISTENING TO CHRISTMAS MUSIC AND YOU AREN'T!
hahaha.

and if you are, you are also ruining my fun and in which case is not in the christmas spirit so you should turn off the music immediately and find a reason to live.

ummm...i'm listening to the music on a channel totally dedicated to sounds of the season and so since november it's been playing my favorite music of all-durr christmas music. if you didn't know that you're a dumass, what else could it be?! unless i wanted to be totally unfunny and be like indie! or emo! or dead punk! but like i just said that's totally unfunny and off subject which is what i do (i admit) sometimes, but not to be funny-just to keep you on your toes, so then maybe you aren't so stupid. i'm sorry.

i just missed silver bells for that stupid thing i just wrote and i'm not gonna miss blue christmas. so there!

the end.

~e. 
  don't feel very good. should probably eat. 
  my and eys aren't worng!! 
  lalalalalalala.

warning:

r




sorry...i'm a bad bad girl.

last night during my crazy period i was digging out things under my bed and i threw something too hard and knocked down some books off my bookshelf and rediscovered my yoga book. so i lit some incense (which took like a fucking half hour because the stem was to thick for my holder and i had to find some that was thinner) and tried some yoga poses, my favorite was the cobra pose ...because that's the only one that i remember the name. 
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