Ever been to one of those shows where every fucking hot person in your town comes out to play? It was like that the other night and I wish it could happen more often. I wonder where they all hide inbetween the blue moons on which these rare occassions occur? Do they hide and lament, wishing for the exact same thing? Or do they all...
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Holy fucking shit, I'm finally online again. Nothing like an icestorm to fuck some shit up. I saw someone buying all of this ice during the icestorm (which I know was probably for a cooler to preserve their perishables, but...) and the irony just tickled me. Then I remembered Hurricane Fran and all of the flooding and how everyone was scrambling to buy fresh water....
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girlblue:
BAH! 
bionicfemme:
Heya!!!
Thanx for the compliment on my pic...I took it just after my hairdresser buzzed my hair a bit much, so i'm glad you thought it still looked cool.
Thanx for the compliment on my pic...I took it just after my hairdresser buzzed my hair a bit much, so i'm glad you thought it still looked cool.
I am so stoked! I just got a bootleg of the Sigur Ros concert I missed in DC two months ago because a friend that I was going with canceled at the very last moment due to a faux "nervous breakdown". At least these 2 discs of Icelandic love can warm my soul on these bone-chilling days.
girlblue:
Hooray! Oh, I've managed to quit smoking...but the drinking part is a little more tough. I had an alcohol-infested nicotine-free family holiday, thank you very much! Hope yours was good too. I'll probably see you later at our usual meeting place :0
girlblue:
I know you have power. update, you fucker.
It is so freakin' cold and I live in the south?!?! I thought global warming
had this whole planet on the verge of melting or something? Just one of the many perplexing
things in my life. Weather and women, why are both so extreme? Cold and hot.
All the cute ones are too young, too taken, or just plain pout and bitch too much.
Or...
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had this whole planet on the verge of melting or something? Just one of the many perplexing
things in my life. Weather and women, why are both so extreme? Cold and hot.
All the cute ones are too young, too taken, or just plain pout and bitch too much.
Or...
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nevilthedogboy:
i tell ya what dude.. as soon as you find a gal (of legal age) that you can spend time with you'll realize that yer ex was more trouble than she was worth.. or, that you lost the one true love of yer life and are doomed to forever be alone... no wait that really doesn't happen... it just sucks until you find someone else you can relate to
The best thing about Thanksgiving is the repeats of Star Wars. Although I'm having trouble enjoying it due to a hot tub related minor injury. Is it just me or is Barbarella a really bad movie that people pretend to like? And after staring at Alice's pics, I've decided that her "in bed" shoot reminds me of Bjork. Nice. Joining SG has got me wondering...are...
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edea:
i watched the origal 'star wars' earlier today, but i can't let myslf watch 'the phantom manace'. so i'll watch the 'wizard of oz' for 21st time
johnnyfive:
You know what really gets me...while I'm watching Star Wars they have this little pulsing icon pop up in the bottom corner advertising the Wizard of Oz. I mean the station identification that constantly hangs down there perverting the story-telling aspect of the movie is bad enough, but to actually have adds on the movie! Like 20 minutes of commercials isn't enough, they have to have commercials inbetween the commercials. And have you noticed that the commercials are like little short grad school art student films? And they have nothing to due with the product usually. Arg. Sorry didn't mean to rant. Well, apparently ment it enough to type it. Fuck it, I'm going to the bar.
a poem about my dog...
Toby
After a long, hard day?s work, I sat myself in bed.
And my tiny dog, Toby, sat himself by my head.
My nose was in need of blowing, thus obstructed.
I had little booger children that I needed abducted.
So as my breathing made my nose whistle,
Toby launched his tiny, pink nose missile.
The uncomfortable obstruction for which...
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Toby
After a long, hard day?s work, I sat myself in bed.
And my tiny dog, Toby, sat himself by my head.
My nose was in need of blowing, thus obstructed.
I had little booger children that I needed abducted.
So as my breathing made my nose whistle,
Toby launched his tiny, pink nose missile.
The uncomfortable obstruction for which...
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boxterjulep:
(peter lorre voice) hehe hehe, I must say I am getting strangely turned on by these words. hehe hehe WOOF! hehe hehe
girlblue:
It's about damn time...welcome to SG! That poem hit the spot in my humor-starved evening.