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In case anyone is paying attention to my negleted journal, I 've got an exclusive. I've been serious with the sweetest, cutest, and all around wonderful little punk rock girl for the past two months. It was worth the wait, and we have too much in common.

Sorry ladies, I'm off the market. The suicide hotline operates 24/7 if you can't...
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Lesson's learned:

Never pick you nose after eating wasabe peas unless you wash you hand. The dont rub your eyes when you tear up.
Really, kids, learn from my pain.

Kusinich rhymes with spinach. A hit to all you songwriters out there really gay for Kusinich.
llouys:
about not having photoshop:

try http://gimp.org/
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Today, I was listening to a Fresh Air interview with a journalist that went undercover in the sex slave industry. What I heard made me want to reconsider the 12 Monkeys's solution to our breeding problem. The fact that I share the same star stuff as these organ sacks makes me ill.

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I got a good look at my new pad. If Bob Villa inspected it, he would have a nervous breakdown. It looks like some of the cabinets were built out of pieces of wood found on roadsides or cannibalized from pallets ripped off from Winn Dixie. Some pieces weren't even nailed down.

There is a dimmer switch that turns off the hallway light, but...
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This is the last week of being George Kastanza. My aluminum paneled palace is nearly ready.

I've learned a few things in the two years I have lived with my parents.

-I am much more like them than I thought. I can go from silly to scholarly like my dad and tend to be reclusive. I can be short tempered and dogmatic like my...
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Just came back from the SG Burlesque Show in St. Pete. Let's just say I wasn't sexually frustrated when I left home.

I really wanted to meet the girls, but I always shy away from meeting famous people. I especially wanted to meet Violet, but I can't stand cloying people and that's a fair peeve: I avoid being cloying myself.

I...
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violet:
aww you should have come up and said Hi, i would have loved to take a polaroid with you and chatted a little bit. And darling i'm not famous, i'm just a normal girl, who used to be a cheerleader, who now gets paid to dance around and act like an idiot with chocolate sauce, cat fights and pom poms... Now if i win the pulitzer prize for the book i'm writing then you should be too shy!
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Argh. Journal Entries.

Latest Events: Moving into a nice trailer and lot next month and am getting paid well. I've got this side enterprise that may treat me well and its legal, for once. Some people knock trailers but try to find a livable 2 bedroom home for less than $5k. With all the cheap living I will be doing, I can start planning...
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I am offically putting an end to the pissing and moaning I have been doing the last week or so. I really can be a total invertabrae sometimes. Monday is a new day full of wonderful opportunities and if the sun don't wanna shine on me, ill just open my heart and start a tanning salon.

I've worked my tail to the marrow...
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raygunray:
Argh. Journal Entries.

Latest Events: Moving into a nice trailer and lot next month and am getting paid well. I've got this side enterprise that may treat me well and its legal, for once. Some people knock trailers but try to find a livable 2 bedroom home for less than $5k. With all the cheap living I will be doing, I can start planning trips. Next destination: Japan. I'ts probably the only country left where 'merican's aren't harrassed on the street.

I have this recurring dream about this classic "girl that got away". The general dream is that I finally locate where she lives and confirm that she is single. I go to the house, which is practically a castle, and her father (who really liked me) said she wasn't home and invites me in. She arrives and she treats me cold and reviles me. Then I wake up.

In this version her dad lets me watch his house and somehow I discover a porno is being shot in one of the bedrooms. I am asked to join in so I say why the hell not. There is a little bi thing going on between this guy and gal but I am in too much extacy to start gender discrimination. The girl arrives and she is still stunning and smells like a bouquet of roses fresh cut from the the Garden of Paradise , like she used to. She pissed that a porno is being shot in her house and her dad arrives and starts complaining that there is $40,000 worth of damage to the house and they both ask me to leave. The camera crew of the porno films me as I cry at her doorstep.

I won't over analyze this more than it needs to be. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever loved and I've been in a year long dry spell and I guess she represents my lost youth which I will never recapture. But I like being a grown up and have dodged the marriage/mortgage/divorce/debt trap most people my age are in. I think you really are as young as you think.

raygunray:
whoops
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Whoowee!! At, 7 am I made a pan of Kash n' Karry cinnimon rolls and a pot of Hazel Nut coffee. I am still flying. I had the lawn mowed, house cleaned, and some odd chores done by 2 pm. Then I tuned up my bike and wrote a proposal for some upcoming freelance work.

Oh, and I was accused of being an asshole on...
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Only 24 days left. Then I can arbritary enter my vehicle and drive to a specified or unspecified location, like the rest of America. Has it really been a year? The arrest seemed like yesterday, as well as the resignation that I am busted.

My mood will definitely improve. That and getting back into school. I'll meet people and maybe find a roommate. My...
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raygunray:
I didn't sleep tonight. My mind reviews the last years and where it has gotten me, and I cannot eject the facts of my present state

1. 34 and living with parents
2. Job search is going nowhere
3. My friends never write or call. They all suck. They think they will catch the loser virus from me.
4. I don't have the courage to say "The hell with it all. I'll just live."

Item #4 seems like the only thing I can fix.
theanimal777:
dude just start out small. and have big dreams.
the lawn buisness has been good to my family and myself. if you are wondering what to do. get some money up and put an add in the paper. and eventually you will build up clients and what not.
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You know you live in a barren civilization when you can bike 25 miles around town and not see another biciclyist or pediestrian. Almost go flattened by a flower delivery truck that decided to back up at a stop sign. I know its 90 degrees with 110% humidity, but I return and I feel great (even better after a power shower)

There are bike racks...
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tunnelslats:
You could have biked 1182.80 miles to Chicago and you would've seen me biking. I may have even waved at you.
I think your post in the "golden rule" thread was just about right on.