penelopelee

that's messed up...

arms sore from...pinchamayasana? are your triceps sore too? shoulders? do you go to jivamukti?? note: i don't even attempt to disguise my yoga nerdyness.

she is the most beautiful girl ever!

yes we all love nicoles straight to the point in a vague sort of way journal entries.

it jsut took me a wile to figure out that is was you... I have never seen ya for reall....

yes you should go to boston anyway cause it will be a good fucking time. and i was going to ask you about taking photos for this site of me, i think freyja said to ask you.

G O O D T I M E S

Bleeeeeeeeeeeehhhhh senderrasts. it all comes in one easy to not like color, pop up god in a new window, fagless, forever wine-scum drivel bum-tickler, down through no way gains the brain-bruise smear equation, homing in on a hand-crafted family oriented pants down clinique, hosted by a crypto-fascist self-actualized dog-helmet from Carbunkle named Pauline whose own shine was commended by the Peoples Republic of Not Over There but Not-Next-To-Either-Instead, who did conversely half-applaud and harangue with such sincere abrasion, like the last night when Mattington came home from a night of booze-slutting and asked me hey what are you doing, I was so sick and delerious in bed, not knowing what I was saying, I told him we had to go see the Ninja Turtles Films 1 and 2 because they just came out, and that I am going to die like Jim Henson for refusing to seek treatment for a dead crucified throat from Streptacarousel of Sin, like ya can't rap me, stickin twist, non uthin and and everything a day like 3 baths.

i got my frisk undies today, and they fit. i'm trying to figure out how they fit me and not you. maybe we have different standards for fittingness.
you look stunning in that pic, btw.

my mommy tries to keep me under the laundry with the door open, substitutes, like fooling around, nee nee bucket slump, next to hand time, then will know for how much we get? Stand down holding it. EEEEEEEEee, like whats on my chest here, and why, do I put these keyboards on my arms, just for fun and friends at home, daddy too see, agartha, flying saucers, hollow earth and pants down.

that is why i am getting a ride from someone to boston. but we will meet another time.. i sure there will be more ny gatherings

Greyhound sucks and you rule.

Geez - I haven't thought about Strawberry Switchblade in a dog's age! Whoa!

Re: Uzumaki - I only know of the film's existence because of Tak - but I'm a big fan of the (translated) manga. DYING to see the movie!!!!

Seen the Ring remake yet? I'm curious, but skeptical...

you should meet donkey. you guys can have fun and beat the shit outta each other.

ay ya ya, holy crap, i just got in from DC, been driving for hours. I was wondering how that thursday nitte thing went.... :-)

Next time grab that girl and run away with her!

I ABSOLUTELY ADORE THE SLACKERS! Omg. They make me cream myself. I have seen them dozens of times. Each time better than the last. And I have made the sweetest love of my life to Redlight, Better Late Than Never, Live at Ernestos, and Wasted Days. And when Sarah comes on.....hehe. Lets just say it's heaven! Talk Slax to me bebe!

xo
sarah

I just found a Vargas painting that looks JUST LIKE YOU!!! What's even weirder, its one of the pin-ups im considering tattooing on my back!

here's the link...
http://www.lingerie-pictures.com/pinup/vargas14.jpg

lol your right. i used to be online a lot. but hey, your never on when i am online either!!!!!

that website you put in my guestbook...are you a part of that in any way? it looks really interesting and way cool!!!!!

xoxo csilla

Once upon a time, there was a super cute kitten, (just like the one on the We Are Adopting a Baby thread), and he lived with a very small old man who owned a carwash.
The kitten would watch the cars go through the carwash through a little window in the office. One day he ran outside and went into the carwash. A car drove and and the doors shut. He was very scared. But he hid in the corner and just got a little misted. When the doors opened he ran back out and into the office. He decided never to go back into the carwash itself and just to watch through the window. He and the little old man would sit and watch the cars and drink tea together.
The End.

If I were a ganstah in the 1920's, no one would know it was me. They'd think that I was the top guy's girl, but really, I am the top guy. I would wear back seam stockings and black or red dresses with orchids in my hair and no one would suspect a thing. I would be chauffered around in a really hot black car and be very mysterious and dangerous. No body gets a second chance and I never get double crossed....

i thought calc II on tue/thur was bad.
eep!