echo

I'm back too!!!
I just got in...
I'll call you later so we can hang out and watch movies or sumthing

fine,
don't call me

LUCKY....

fuck portland, I'm moving to seattle where the DVD PASS LIVES!

I dunno...I figured you looked familiar...but I couldn't figure it out....hhhhmmmmmm? Where could it be from?

Fight Club is just so genius. My friend Lydia considers it the best possible porn a straight gal could possibly watch. It's got it all! She kinds digs guys beating the shit out of each other. Her magazine is called Sex and Guts. sexandguts.com

Anyway, cool for turning that dude on to it. It's great!

hugs>>>>>>>>>>>>>Scott

i'd kind of like to see Harmony Korine's version of it called FIGHT HARM. it might have never been completed since he ended up in the hospital after the sixth or seventh fight.

"There's an alien baby in my lava lamp."

Only a quote like this would show up in Echo's journal!

love it

i tried to go to a usc party once but the venue kept getting changed on the day of the party, and then i stood in line in the rain for 2 hours even though i'd just gotten over being sick... still, i was tempted to go to see de la soul.

good to hear you had fun. did you dress up at all?

Oh, I didn't know you had earn your way to the magic underpants. I just assumed all Mormons wore those.

And that's freakish that you went to the Temple o' Lies to baptize the dead. I simply cannot believe it actually happens. I think there should be laws against it, really.

I can't remember the first thing I did the last time I was free of my emotional baggage from a relationship. Come to think of it, I don't know that I AM free of my emotional baggage from my last relationship. I don't like to write off friendships when relationships end, so sometimes it becomes a long process of disentanglement that doesn't always have a clear end.

Thanks for the post in my journal... What's the pendant you're wearing in the "candy" set? Looks like either a 7 pointed star or a Kali. Some of your poses are very yoga looking...

Good to know you're on the up and up!

So if you're a recovering Mormon, did you have to wear those magic underpants? And what was your secret Mormon name?

Recovering Baptists want to know!

rock and roller echo

(note this is a long little post that will prob. only be interesting to echo for everyon else)

i have not got the pillow fight cut because I took a job...can't believe this...someone has actually offered a job where I can sorta set my own hours and still be pretty free...at an ad agency here...so I have been working for the man...but our boy Tom is going to take a pass at the footage first, see if he can bust some commercials- then I'll bust it...

in the meantime if you have high speed go to
http://www.musicvideoinsider.com/
and you can see the rest of the King Black Acid video...
I will also probably include it in the forthcoming DVD for you...

already

be a trick or a treat...just don't be both

Justin

i want some treat(s).... god, look at the line!! GYAHHH!!

i'd comit myself early. the cold drives me insane and 2 months strait of it will be the final nail in the coffin of my sanity.

Living here in the midwest, I'm used to being buried in snow.

I usually just stock up on food items and relax. I definatly don't complain when I don't have to leave the house due to weather issues.

I guess between DVDs and video games I'm easily amused.

Plus I'd have the net and all of you people to annoy.

btw...you are the first person in history to make me wish my ass was furry.

here, here sister!!! hear yah... as for me...art would be my favorite therapeutic choice... of course with a beer and a toke... since i'm tired of the ol' way that i've noticed i react to life (ie. depression=boozin'+self-neglect +etc) so i'm working on figuring out what i use against myself, and letting it go... as for therapy...well, from the insanely bizzare history i've had, many have been in awe that i haven't pursued therapy (or perhaps that was their polite way of suggesting it ) but, i don't know, i guess i'm still fighting off a deep loathing for the pyschological institution... long story... but anyway, i've always also thought that know one can understand me as well as i can....cause i'm me... but objective opinion can be insightful...just don't take on anymore fucking labels...i think 'mental branding' can be dangerous. i mean hell, we're all 'crazy' for carlos sake... just some of us a bit more than others

~p.s. i didn't mean for my journal to appear as an apocalyptic war cry...ok, so maybe i did just a little...but not in a an arm to arm kind of way (or bomb to bomb for that matter)....i don't believe in war...i just think that we're already in one...we've been in one for a long long time...we're being attacked (we being the poor, weak, accused, workers, environment, etc.)...i feel this, i see this all the time...represented in the homeless 'crazies' that we've got spare changin' out in the streets because our healthcare system bailed on them in the reagan era....but the point is that i was just going off (like i would in my actual journal) on a mental jaunt on how much the suffering of the world weighs on my mind. and yet, feeling the slightness of not knowing what to do...what can i do...the little things i suppose...like acting against the immediate injustices i see happening around me...or something..oh i don't know..shit, could this comment be any longer??? oh, anyway, nice to meet you

DAMMITALL! the new perscription drug that works by blocking the receptors in your brain that make you give a damn!

also works great with "I can't believe it's not Love"...it comes in a big pink tub and it tastes a lot like chocolate.

also "Phun" ...the new bouncy rubber ball that inspires feelings of....happy?