i love babies, but i just can't eat a whole one.
toneski:
did you do that profile pic?
meh, no more cupcakes
my sister's suggesting i move on to photo documentations of hot dogs.
my sister's suggesting i move on to photo documentations of hot dogs.
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toneski:
fine, what about bugles?
ladyexxa:
eeeewwww bugles
rrrrrrrr rrrr hungry no cereal
no more cupcakes for me i made myself absolutely sick of them
as the picture shows
even my dog is refusing
they just smelled sooooo goooood
i ended up just licking the icing off most of them
no more cupcakes for me i made myself absolutely sick of them
as the picture shows
even my dog is refusing
they just smelled sooooo goooood
i ended up just licking the icing off most of them
hum. school keeps me busy, and i like that.
i also like this post-coital glow i got goin' on, i think i'm gonna add some chocolate ice cream to this mix. my man's crashed out, i loved him too hard...
i also like this post-coital glow i got goin' on, i think i'm gonna add some chocolate ice cream to this mix. my man's crashed out, i loved him too hard...
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toneski:
it makes your tummy feel like a plugged up toilet.
hot.
it makes your tummy feel like a plugged up toilet.
hot.
ferrofluid:
where's that website woman?!
less kissy-more codey!!
less kissy-more codey!!
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modernsinner:
do you like going to school?
it's taking me a while to get into school mode. only 2 more years man, 2 more years...
then what? more school probably.
for fucks sake, could i just stay on task and just get my proposal done?
noooo i've swiffered my whole house, done my nails, organized my slides, brushed the cat, had a nap, made a smoothy.
this weekend i'm doing some photo...
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then what? more school probably.
for fucks sake, could i just stay on task and just get my proposal done?
noooo i've swiffered my whole house, done my nails, organized my slides, brushed the cat, had a nap, made a smoothy.
this weekend i'm doing some photo...
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modernsinner:
Im dying to go to school. Where do you go?
toneski:
i have a photo shoot idea, but it is hush hush, because I will likely get too famous off of it. and I dont want to be associated with it.
Damn I wish i were a photographer so I had the skills to do it.
How its the toneski homage coming?
killer meds.
Damn I wish i were a photographer so I had the skills to do it.
How its the toneski homage coming?
killer meds.
i'm back, burning man was great this year and extremely relaxing this time, for a change
things are normal here for the most part except for my man who seems to have been replaced with some snuggly, sugary, un-crabby, alien being. where's the early morning brutality? the foul language?
apparently my being out of town, out of touch for a week and a half has...
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things are normal here for the most part except for my man who seems to have been replaced with some snuggly, sugary, un-crabby, alien being. where's the early morning brutality? the foul language?
apparently my being out of town, out of touch for a week and a half has...
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contradiction:
YEAH! Maybe we should all, as women, have a "Haul Ass Week". Ya know, go away for a week and let them suffer. Heh. Then come back and bask in it. I say that is a great idea. National Holiday.
When my guy went on tour for a bit last month, he got back and was SUPER spiffy cool to me for a long time afterwards...heh. I was one LUCKY girl.
Course, I still am.
Glad to hear things are cool!
When my guy went on tour for a bit last month, he got back and was SUPER spiffy cool to me for a long time afterwards...heh. I was one LUCKY girl.
Course, I still am.
Glad to hear things are cool!
back from the festival, we didn't even break even but i had fun painting people up. must rest today, then freak out about my financial state and the upcomingjourney into the desert. do i have the willpower to not bend plastic while in reno? i doubt it.
where is the cat? i need a hug from her....
where is the cat? i need a hug from her....
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toneski:
whats up girl? you get those stickers yet?
toneski:
where
are
you.
are
you.
hi, i'm feeling sunburnt today and slightly evil. maybe i'll do the dishes. maybe i'll go out and buy expensive shampoo and new calvins instead. or maybe i'll buy things that i actually need. like toilet paper.
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shitricky:
.when buying things you need, how can you leave out 12 kokanees?
tiffanymarie:
I have no idea what to say. Hate when that happens. Did you buy something that was useful like toilet paper?
cockamaime fukkin' bulshit
where the hell does one stay when in reno? why does every motel have to be over 100$ per night? it's turning out to be more expensive than my plane ticket & and burning man ticket combined!! and i'm gonna be by myself too, spending all this money i don't have on a lonely hotel room....oh well, at least i get to...
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where the hell does one stay when in reno? why does every motel have to be over 100$ per night? it's turning out to be more expensive than my plane ticket & and burning man ticket combined!! and i'm gonna be by myself too, spending all this money i don't have on a lonely hotel room....oh well, at least i get to...
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ooomermaidooo:
Never been to Reno, have no plans on going either. I rather go to Las Vegas.
Nothing like mixing up some playtime with Lip Venom.
Nothing like mixing up some playtime with Lip Venom.
friends of mine that have deceased keep returning to me in my dreams. it's a stange feeling...one girl, Jayme, will phone me, or i'll be visiting her in one of her old apartments; or one of her many hospital rooms. in my dream, i realize that she's been dead for quite a while, and i'm confused and hurt and i feel cheated and taken advantage...
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politrix:
I've only had the dead visit me in a dream once. For a year after I lost my best friend in Dec '00 I had a recurring dream where I was in a car, travelling over a bridge that got more and more steep. In the begining the bridges would catch me off guard, kind of like "whoa, that's weird... this is getting steeper!?!." The dreams would culminate at a point where I was all alone over the water going higher and higher, trying to stay the difficult line between gunning it so I kept going forward towards the top - and not gunning it so hard that I lost traction and fell backwards to the bottom and died. That's when I'd wake up.
As the year's dreams went forward, I would actually be concious of the problem I'd had in other dreams with bridges, and would make detours and head for bridges that I somehow knew would be less steep or ones that had somehow been totally flat in the past. Despite all efforts though, they always morphed into insurrmountable climbs and I'd wake up just before I flipped backwards and fell to the bottom in a bloody, mangled wreck. As the year went on, the dreams increased in their repetition, sometimes coming twice in a single week.
On December 2, 2001 I went to a hotel, got an incredibly nice room & flipped the fuck out in the moments leading up to a 4:04am mental timestamp and cried in way that could almost be considered an Extreme Sport worthy of some kind of ESPN X-Game coverage or something. Some day-late mourning ritual pouring out from over-familiarization with the gregorian calendar. But I never had that dream again. I haven't even seen a bridge in a dream since. It took me another year to figure out that night, that moment in time - one year later - was the top of some passage that I didn't even know I was so worried about having to face. He's still missed, but by and large it's been mostly easy climbing and down-hill coasting to much better places ever since then.
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As the year's dreams went forward, I would actually be concious of the problem I'd had in other dreams with bridges, and would make detours and head for bridges that I somehow knew would be less steep or ones that had somehow been totally flat in the past. Despite all efforts though, they always morphed into insurrmountable climbs and I'd wake up just before I flipped backwards and fell to the bottom in a bloody, mangled wreck. As the year went on, the dreams increased in their repetition, sometimes coming twice in a single week.
On December 2, 2001 I went to a hotel, got an incredibly nice room & flipped the fuck out in the moments leading up to a 4:04am mental timestamp and cried in way that could almost be considered an Extreme Sport worthy of some kind of ESPN X-Game coverage or something. Some day-late mourning ritual pouring out from over-familiarization with the gregorian calendar. But I never had that dream again. I haven't even seen a bridge in a dream since. It took me another year to figure out that night, that moment in time - one year later - was the top of some passage that I didn't even know I was so worried about having to face. He's still missed, but by and large it's been mostly easy climbing and down-hill coasting to much better places ever since then.
[Edited on Aug 08, 2004 2:39PM]