kopper

i'll have another scotch and soda please sir......

oh i'm angry a' plenty.
i do not need the pbr to fuel my rage.
16 lbs. of bacon please.

hey, saw the epoxies last night. saw many, many tall boys of the red white and blue ribbon style.
went down smooth.
drove home from akron pretty silly/wasted.
oops-a-daisy

wow.
i got that gang of four today.
mmm-hmm.
i rocked it in my office and out at the clinique counter.
ruled.

i was glad to be happy about something.
like chinese style, double happiness.

hows the job? i haven't seen ya round lately.
have you thought about dropping in on the Toronto Prom? meet some folks and shit?

some think they are pretentious art fucks, but i must say, this new radiohead album is fucking hotcha!

i appreciate that they are down with the download.

1st record purchased: 5yrs old, shaun cassidy
1st kiss: big wheel to big wheel, boy nextdoor
1st award: 2nd place, geauga county fair, equine 4-h
1st sg comment: asked who's town is most badass, on the boards
1st drink: sips from my daddy's pabst while we rode on the tractor

thank god, i'm a country girl.
oh such a hillbilly...

in other news: no longer an executive, had tofu and quinoa for dinner, cat had dental surgery today, out of pabst.

oh (C)u ... so slippery.
life here seems frighteningly similiar...
drinking pabst & doing "this"
got out in just the nick of time from what i hear though...
and, i think i'm resigning from my exec. position tomorrow. also, i will be placing my reservations with AAA tomorrow.
man, that IS some klassy shit...

at least with guitar you have the option of headphones. it's certainly not ideal but it's serviceable when practicing alone.

oh yeah...and when i first read your journal there, i thought i saw something about doing some serious vegetarians for the rest of the afternoon.

yikes.

Thanks! I'm awfully excited to become Mrs. Thrasher. And no, that's not a joke, that's really 'bullitt's last name. Skateboarder since birth. Go figure.

I love porn surfing

oh yeah..... are you going to chicago for the thingy? and a stunning pic of mr albini.......

[Edited on Mar 29, 2003]

my thoughts on your new reptilian roommate:

if it's a native/local guy, not many possibilities way up there in yer part of the continent. gotta be a 5-lined skink, Eumeces faciatus. didja notice any stripes down his side whilst you tried to refrain from losing your corn in yer brand spankin new pad?

now you say more 'homegrown' than a gecko....this afronts my scientific sensibilities. nonetheless, can you describe the scaly fella with any more detail? was he a stocky sort? if it was a male, he'd be pretty dark but with orange cheeks. matin' season is nigh, ya know interestingly, these guys are of the sort that can drop their tail if threatened and grow back a new nubby one.

another possibility: he is an exotic of some sort that has been released by some dipwad of a humanoid who didn't want to take care of it anymore and now it's just getting by staying indoors. it happens. maybe he snacks on yer bacon when you are out killing what you eat and stuff.

most likely the skink, tho. he probably won't stick around. if he does, yeah, so what. he'll eat your bugs. but watch the tail!!

re: your inquiry about my job related activities....as evidenced by the above information i have supplied...i work at 7-11. slurpees are totally on sale this week. mmm...syrupy...

this employment thing of yours is getting old....
where's a girl supposed to get some humor?

hope the nest is coming together nicely.
will hoxley be joining you?

it's about time we become better acquainted...... after all, we run with some cool cats.....

she had jack d. in the flask, which i can't stand. bourbon is nasty. i had my own bottle of rum that i destroyed unaided.

that's why i only listen to CBC when i want talkin'.

or the AM radio leaf games. but even those get a little tiring with the 'leafs can do no wrong' diatribes, especially when it's pretty obvious there's lots they can do wrong.

police state? you mean an abundance of law-enforcement? i always thought that was london. highest per-capita ratio of constables to citizens, i do believe.

oooh...
i hate the sting of your perception
here look at this:
http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0380807904.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg

You mentioned SCTV in mtlqueen's journal. My official last name here is Caballero, Cheech Caballero as the email addess says. I saw it all-- each Bill Needle show, Johnny La Rue's Street Beef, Jerry Todd, The Days of the Week, CCCP1- Russian television. "I'm going to make him an offer that...I think will be to his liking." Polynesiantown. The Fishin' Musician. Rockin' Mel Slirrup. And so on.

hey, it's like 4 am
and i'm still drinking pbr
is that your alarm?

best wishes!

thought i'd pop in and say hi, but you're in some sleazy motel for the week... hope all goes well, and that no critters are hiding under the covers. i also posted my fave sctv skits on the thread you started in sgcanada if you wanna walk down memory lane.

hey i am smart enough!! automatic style! ruling!

(idling & sidling indeed)

y'know, i think steel-town gets a bad rap. every time i've been there, i didn't mind it so much. it gets a serious inferiority complex from to, and tends to act a little to suburb-ish, but i don't think it's half bad.

hope a difference was made.

live in a seedy motel for a couple weeks, it's good for your character.
bring someone from work over on friday, and when they ask, "did you just get into town?" say, "no, i've been here since october."

oh yeah and also a question: is the I journal ever coming to fruition? or does that one stump you? or do you care not any longer?

i've always been a big fan of your various interpretations of fave sex position a la automotive erotica...so very titillating.

soulmates at a time and place, yes, you say, but longevity doubts...hmm. sounds like a heartbreak story. curious.

i got my first flask last night as i stumbled into my house from a night of can beer and some forced jagermeister. sorta forced.

fisher price really should make a 'my first flask'

it would be red, blue, and yellow and have the same attached top.

seems like the US is the only country that makes drinking a big fucking problem if you do it more than once a week.

i love cheap motels. on my drive back from dallas, i spent a good hour trying to find a place that had a bar. i finally found one. i put my sixpack in the fridge, walked over to the bar and everyone stared at me. it was all truck drivers and some pretty stout lookin ladies. i had my bourbon and promptly went back to my sixpack. the whole place smelled like stale cigarettes, popcorn, and truckdriver armpit.