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heh i didnt know it was St. Pat's Day until i woke up.
hungover.
at 4am, i decided a buzz was in order, so i popped the cap on a new bottle of vodka (Smirnoff 100prf ) and took two shots.
as soon as they got on top of me, i took another.
this is when my buzz hit it's peak.
15 mins later another shot.
by 6am, i was well happy and a half a bottle light.
...i think i might be developing a alcohol problem...
(that was something i was gonna put in my journal, but...there ya go)

yr roommate sounds like a bitch...though i've been known to leave hair laying about it the shower, on the shower wall.
cos i'm lazy.
and it's a bitch to get wet hair off the wall.
even so...

GUMMO, is that that one movie by Larry Clark? he's the dude that did KIDs and BULLY? either way, never seen it, cant help ya. sorry

DEAD Tagline: It's too bad about those DEAD girls on campus. The German flick?
Is that the movie yr talking about? cos if it is, i aint seen it.

OOOh nevermind. Video Dead, flick from the 80's. Never seen it either. Any good?

so, yr gonna be in town tomorrow, eh?... porches are uncomfortable, you know.

*UPDATE*
ach the dude that wrote GUMMO wrote KIDs...nm

[Edited on Mar 18, 2005 12:28AM]

MMMMMMMMM ... globs of hair. How appetizing. You should collect it with a pair on tongs and make hair pie for her or something.

And you're welcome for making you laugh.

And no ... I don't think there is another place on the net that you can see so many beautiful tattooed ladies all on the same site.

Jesus.

Coming from a Catholic family I have realized that guilt controls all. It is this passive agressive guilt that sucks the most.

it sounds weird, but i respect Catholicism more than all the other christian sects.

i just lied there and did nothing for like an hour and a half. oh, the Life of Riley!

i just thought they were crazy sex addicts.
...grandparents fucking's ill, yo.

you called the other day (last week?) at, like...8 am, right?
give it a try between two and 4 next time, eh?

That guy calling is rather unusual. I would get drunk and call him just to see what the hell he wants. Hey, it is cheap entertainment!! Do it!

your eyes felt dry no matter how much coffee you drank, probally because coffee is a pretty effective diuretic, ever notice how it makes you pee alot?
Uhm, yeah, i'd have noticed it was a diuretic if i knew what that was
maybe something to do with the urine, seeing as though it has "ur" in it....ur in...lol get it? err...
Yeah, coffee dont make me piddle. i pee alot anyway (reason enough for the bitch-bladder moniker i've been saddled with amoungst my "pals").

stripper theory is best done when i can use character voices

i used to read to go to sleep, but that was back when i read a ton of nonfiction....Kerouac, HST and Palahnuik keep my interest.

pongie

Too late on the credit card thing...i've been accepted and my card is on the way. Directly after i wrote and posted that in the journal, I applied online. And was accepted...

its alot easier if you have one of those little hand held tape recorder thingies to record the stuff you think
yeah, i be knowin, yo, but i cant stand to listen to myself talk. I sound fake, i think. And i feel stupid talking when noone's listening.
I dunno if i ever mentioned this, but i never laugh or anything when I'm alone. I smile sometimes, but just as a courtesy, you know, to convince myself that I'm content with whatever. Or entertained.

don't worry, your metal is in the mail, you have been nominated for most orgional brilliant thug
bad...asss! Dude, i've never won anything! Including that hula-hoop contest i was inthat was bullshit, i was wanting to be in the counting contest, but i was spaced out and too late raising my hand!
Or even that time that me and a friend did this talent contest thingie and played Patience by GNR. Of course, we were lip synching and stuff, but that cunt of a cheerleader beat us out by doing some lame-assed Christmas thingie.
Or that writing contest that i entered.
So this is cool.
I be a thug, yo!.

Intestinal parasites...you have some...weird interests.

this spring break i have to make a round of all the new babies that have been born starting with my sisters in canton.
I've been thinking about canton a lot lately, it weird. As much as i hated the fucking place, all i have are fond memories.
It was definitely a period of my life that's defined who i am today...err...

When's the optimum time to give you a call? I was thinking late afternoon, but...fucking schedules.

Tired. Shit, I know the feeling. I slept 5 hours a night for the past four nights, due to a conference here, on top of my already high workload. I totally bombed a presentation (it didn't really make sense) because I wrote it in the wee hours of the morning.

Having no time for fun is starting to piss me off.

The freedom of dreaming is fun. I've awaken from a dream feeling all guilty before. It was weird. Ive also had dreams that have left me with other unsettled feelings that may persist for days; even longing for some long lost love.

My trick. learn to be satisfied... And not try to fill the hole with stuff..........

that's fucked, the dream thing. i had a dream last night where i was back at JRhigh, but i was as old as i am now. and i was trying to catch up to this kid i used to hang out with, Keenan. and i was running after him, yelling his name all thru the parking lot.
when i caught up to him, we were in the parking lot of this place, a doctor's office or dentists office that's always popping up in my dreams (in one instance, the world was flooding and i had to get in somehow...).
Keenan's car was decked out in SG stuff, the entire inside was pink with SG decals and shit.
Like with that Sprite commercial...but only SGed. err...

err....

Such optimism is so inspiring!

how much cash do you generally go thru daily? i mean...christ

it's not the fact that being in a relationship makes yr life better, it's just, for some people, being in a relationship makes you confident.
A beautiful girl can make you dizzy, like you've been drinking Jack and Coke all morning. She can make you feel high full of the single greatest commodity known to man - promise. Promise of a better day. Promise of a greater hope. Promise of a new tomorrow. This particular aura can be found in the gait of a beautiful girl. In her smile, in her soul, the way she makes every rotten little thing about life seem like it's going to be okay.
See!

"Maybe he'll forget" yeah, that'll happen. i sceduled my weekend around it:
I need to be asleep by this time so i can be awake by this time. Can't do this at this time, move it to this time. etc.etc.etc.
Believe me, yr not easy to forget, yr too hip et al for that.

what's yr schedule like between 9pm and, say, 10pm, or between 3pm and 4pm on any given weekday?

that aint right and that aint american! you need to buy all the stuff you can!
you need to consume all you can!
that's what a good christian would do--yr a good christian, aintcha? you love america, doncha?

well, yr right, i dont NEED a hoodie collection. I dont NEED more T-shirts.
but i'd like to have em.
and this badass The Clash hat that i spotted the other night.

WTF happened with saturday?

oh, yeah. how are the photos scary? or was that a dig at The Manchurian Canidate?

Damn, what was the context of the blew my wad comment?

I need to see Hotel Rwanda (I have been avoiding it for awhile) and the video you mentioned. Maybe this weekend I'll pull my head out of my ass.

Joe Verses the Volcano, forget In the Cut or When Harry Met Sally... JvsV was Meg Ryan's best performance.
Brain Cloud, eh? time to buy some oversized luggage! To bad Ossie Davis is dead, huh?

why i expect better of leonardo deCAPRIO? a lil film called What's Eating Gilbert Grape.
Or This Boy's Life.
OOOOOOR Basketball Diaries.
OOOOR The Beach--well...nevermind.
i think i've made my point.

Ah, the Conduits of Shit guy, i shall heed his advice.

Yeah, what was the teacher talking about?
I just had a Deja Vous moment...errr.......that was fucked.

An all nighter? bad time to try and kick the coffee habit

tape up your windows and seal off the door with a rug or towel, it's probably just drafty.

I'm kicking your ass...
drop to a 16 oz of dark roast and eat an egg and some meat in the morning... have a salad and meat at lunch... more than just a bite or two and then and apple and a SMALL cup of joe at the mid afternoon crash eat a heathy dinner. do this for a week. remember switch to dark dark roast.

Or learn the art of self pleasuring... and do that alot... it helps. ~.^

Parts of my family live in the south and most of them have numerous first names, and other names that no one knows how they got. Shit like: His name is Jimmy Keith, but we call him Pete. Jess Willard, but he is called William which was turned into Bill, but sometimes people call him Jess. Damned confusing.

At least when the kid gets older, it can choose what name it likes best. And, I suppose you can be thankful that they are not redneck names.

"Jimmy Keith, but we call him Pete." LOL!!!

Both me and my brother from my dad's first marriage have two middle names.
He was Robert Ryjon Augustus
I'm Lucas Matthew McKuen. Two biblical names and a poet. heh. My mother has a tendency to call me McKuen. Either when i've offended her, pissed her off, or when she wants my attention.
This dude at work calls me Luc's. Phonetically, it's more like LoOoks!

...did i slur? seriously? cos i know i kinda rambled and lost my place at points...but slur? ugghh...damnit.

"thank the lord jesus for the demise of korn"
it's kinda sad...cos...like...i didnt know that Korn had anything to do with Satan...hmmm....otherwise i would have respected em a bit more...

"i don't know what they eat? borchst and vodka? that won't fly for a presentation. nobody will eat borscht." LOL!!
Dont they also eat Goulash or something?
wha tkind of class are you taking where you have to talk about Russian Food?

"i demand all women be treated like their making life, not like their "in labor" like thier working or they have some sort of disease that requires medicalization"
i'm with you on that.
i've watched two movies this week in which there's a birth. Amelie and....shit, i cant remember the other one. i think it was either a Tony Scott movie or Hedwig...
either way, that shit looks PAINFUL! anyone that voluntarily goes thru that shit needs to be respected and FEARED...

Zima XXX--i dunno what the three Xs are for. It's a lemon lime thingie, like alcoholic Sprite...eitherway, it does sound Pornie--you never know, i've seen some wicked shit surfing the ol web.
like 2-liters going places Coke never intended.
the lady was like a soda machine, i'm telling ya...

the big thing about the call was that it was the FIRST call.
the next one will be less axiety ridden, the one after will be even less.
it was also the fact that it was a kind of out of the blue thing, i didnt know if i'd be interrupting anything or something.

but whatever.