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Last week there was a girl who welled up with tears every few minutes and looked mortified the entire time. I wanted nothing more than to cover her with a blanket and usher her out of there. The week before that, there was a very young looking girl with obvious self mutilation marks across her thighs. It was uncomfortable for me to even glance at her. Everyone else is painting so I just sit there like a jackass & blush horribly everytime the models make eye contact with me since I don't actually have a valid reason to be studying them.

just think of the poop gigs as practice. on stage. every band has them. and make more posters next time.
i liked your band, but the link to your own stuff won't work for me. please try again? if you wanted to check out papermoon you could. leave a silly message in their guest book. their lead singer is a (rottenly cute) girl named ally, with the very best voice ever. ok i'm a little prejudiced.
why won't you accept my friend request? am i too dull? not single or close enough? are you afraid all your friend pictures will disappear? thats a perfectly understandable reason, i don't mind.

this new hook-up thing brought me to you. i'm canadian, thats sort of exotic, right?

i did see your thunderbird. its a beauty. one of the first things i noticed... i think yours is a gibson though, right? rob's got an epiphone, but he would die to have a gibson. what's your band called? rob's the bassist for a band called Papermoon. i guess i'm just a groupie. i can't believe you got to play the cavern... is that no big thing to you, or was that really amazing for you too? (thats where the beatles used to play right?) i'm sorry i'm so far...

That makes me really, really happy.

Really!? I've never been down that far, I'm "Scurred", I have a friend who lives in Croyden, and she's mad crazy.. I mean just simply full on nuts, like off it, but she writes wierdy poetry about physics and what, and I was supposed to see her when I was staying in whatever that part is about 4-5 stops on the thameslink before you get to camden, which to me is like the combination of both crap and good depending on what time you are there... I mean, you have to give mad respect to a burrough where you can walk out a a 7quid club and then go get a kebab and a pint of stella... as if you needed the stella, but you buy it anywyas... and then stagger over to the minicab shop, which is the best thing i've seen in any country anywhere, and just slur yr way home... while the drive says something cute and stupid to you as if his life was so great...

also, kings cross/pancras, ohkay, I like one noodle shop there where the servers all look like actors from "kung fu master is my grandma", but it's the most depressing part in london... seriously... just walk around it for a while and you'll want to jump over the rail and onto the bridge in front of the nearest black cab...

and then there is the joyless yha youth hostel which has a soda machine and all, and well... it's like living at a hospital from 28 days later, with just cheerless people giving you very Ive done this 8 billion time answers...

also, yeah, if you're one of those yobs who buys dance vinyl in the uk, you get a pissy attitude too...

in the netherlands, you can go to rotterdam, a place that got bombed back into the 'gravel'-age and mans will still be all nice to you becos your buying a D.I.E. record, and everyone is just too laid back or smacked out or unless you to Den Hagg, which is like the murder capital of NL, and full of a lot of cool electro freaks, junkies, and people who'd like to kill you...

anyhow, yeah I've been to engerland like 7 times, I guess, so i threw out my lonely planet map years ago, and give stupes directions in the underground and whatnot...

i once stayed at st. michaels mannor in st. albans (and i quite like st. albans even though its an assload ways away from anywhere except by train)... which is some crazy amount of money per night... w/ only 11 rooms, and people who look like they are from the house of lords show up in their rolls royce cars and look rich, yet like they might die at any moment, and there some 400 pubs in st. albans, of which, farmer's boy was my local, which was on london street, which doesn't mean much to you, but yeah... st. albans isn't bad as long as you dont hang out at a pub that features a car with 8 billion UK football team flags on it w/ big flashing signs that say "LIVE FOOTBALL HERE, TELEVISION, BLINKING LIGHTS, LAST PIKEY STANDING GETS FREE THROW-UP BAG AND ONE PUNCH AT THE SHITE BAR-TENDRESS"... crap... they all have the same short cropped im so not gay i'm gay Millwall haircut, and are just fucking crashing bores that you could never even hold a 5 minute convo with...

wow thats a lot of words....

[Edited on Oct 01, 2004 5:12AM]

well you have to ask yourself, (since I haven't seen her), and I know she's mad nuts, would you give that Star slut Jordan the business and go out w/ her after she hooked some guy from 'get me out of here, i'm fucking jordan and i have tits the size of fucking pneumatic whatsits'... that bird has a blind baby and a gimpy hand, and shags more lads than fuck if I know,

but if you like those type of girls, which i do, and those are the only types of girls who can tolerate me, not slut girls, but you know, able to comprehend the fact that i'm off my face 98.9% of the day, so yeah... my gal is very cool...

but hell, i'm not matchmaker... she was getting her telephone installed by BT, and there are about 10,000 bad names for those two initials, and none of them are british telecom

i hate bt, i think they actually print their slogan 'slag off cunt, we're getting to it' on their promotional flyers... what a bunch of knobs... fuck, it takes them 8 years to do something you could pay some off hours mini cab driver to do for a few copper coins in about 10 minutes...

what a bunch of tools, but hey, i get paid by the hour, so they make me money being dross...

i found out a mate of mine who lives in st. albans broke up w/ his (VERY NICE) bird who was just like, the kind who makes dinner and puts up w/ u going out to yr local w/ yr mates and being pissed all the time, and probably hitting on some whorey slut, and I told him what a bastard he was thinking of leaving her since she was so nice....

but he left her, picked up this other bird, who left him...

so that's karma for ya!

[Edited on Oct 01, 2004 5:36AM]

Where did Delusion go?

what did you tell me?


the reason you get fuck all done at work is that you wank in the bathroom.

lol. you're hooked. email me and let me know how much to do just a simple vector logo. thanks, brenda

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