Some thoughts.
"I don't regret anything" ??? Fuck that, everyone regrets something. I'd just rather regret things I've done, nothing sucks more than regreting something you were scared to do.
Every once in a while I see some tv show or read an assay where the impermanence of the modern world is mourned. The constand makeover of Los Angeles or the fact that the Pyramids...
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"I don't regret anything" ??? Fuck that, everyone regrets something. I'd just rather regret things I've done, nothing sucks more than regreting something you were scared to do.
Every once in a while I see some tv show or read an assay where the impermanence of the modern world is mourned. The constand makeover of Los Angeles or the fact that the Pyramids...
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Mr. Oizo
That's a blast from my past.
When I was first in college I did sound for raves. Big yellow speakers, place called itself Tonka Sound, the owner was crazy and British and got sued.
We all hated candy kids and were more like a 3 man trip wrecking machine. Jaded assholes we were. Sue me, I've mellowed out, that's the amazing thing. Think...
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That's a blast from my past.
When I was first in college I did sound for raves. Big yellow speakers, place called itself Tonka Sound, the owner was crazy and British and got sued.
We all hated candy kids and were more like a 3 man trip wrecking machine. Jaded assholes we were. Sue me, I've mellowed out, that's the amazing thing. Think...
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obd:
funny. funny.
re: that phone call this morning - that would completely freak me out.
re: that phone call this morning - that would completely freak me out.
roxysmash:
poor trani pacman. 
We've built electric communty but when the power fades where will we be? Who's going to sit next to you and hold the candle?
I got the weirdest voice mail sometime while I was sleeping. A few seconds of the turn off electronic devices message they give before takeoff. It was from a number that I don't have in my phone.
I got the weirdest voice mail sometime while I was sleeping. A few seconds of the turn off electronic devices message they give before takeoff. It was from a number that I don't have in my phone.
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tuxy:
I'll sit next to you and light myself on fire.
tuxy:
That's so mean!
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giga_geo:
honestly. i don't like their art. i just want to live there.
let's go when i am in la!
let's go when i am in la!
izabel:
In New York we call people like you "schmo". I don't know what it means, but you're one big fuckin schmo.
So great, you didn't take my advice, now I'm not gonna take yours.
Actually. I did kinda. I started running. Quit smoking. Started fasting. Shit, I'm gonna be a regular saint before you find a clean pair of socks this morning.
St. Izabel. It has a nice ring to it.
Oh yeah, haven't shaved my head yet. Maybe today. brrr.
So great, you didn't take my advice, now I'm not gonna take yours.
Actually. I did kinda. I started running. Quit smoking. Started fasting. Shit, I'm gonna be a regular saint before you find a clean pair of socks this morning.
St. Izabel. It has a nice ring to it.
Oh yeah, haven't shaved my head yet. Maybe today. brrr.
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izabel:
Q: How is it possible to walk from my apartment to the subway without getting my pants all wet in the rain?
A: Shorts. Skirts. Sarongs. Riding boots (though they'll make the bottoms of your pants all crinkled.) Or else stilts.
START with the loop? Fuck cold, it might be a little long. I have a plan. Don't laugh, okay, I'm a recent ex-smoker. Very recent. Okay, I'm gonna run 45 secs longer each day for three months. Start with a minute. By the end of three months, I'll be running an hour. Which amounts to the loop of the park (at a slow 6 miles/hour). Which amounts to mount everest in my book.
Here's a way to stop spending so much cash. Send it to me. I'll spend it. Har har. Seriously, though: try this. Don't spend a single dime all week. Not even a cent. This takes some major planning, but it feels so good -- it really frees your mind. My advice is, this Sunday, buy everything you need for the rest of the week that you could possibly imagine needing -- gas, toilet paper, food, etc. . . . Stock up. Then for the rest of the week, leave your money/credit cards under the mattress and make it a goal not to touch them. See if you can last all seven days.
Once you get that accomplished once, you know you can live without the constant transactions, and you're not afraid not to spend. (Spending is just a sorry way of buying a sense of control over your life -- it's the same kind of reassurance men get from whores: none.)
Ah, Tuxy . . .
I love that fucking statement and will use iit henceforth any chance I get: The world doesn't make that much sense.
Tall cold unapproachable ice queens? Where? I don't see any here . . . .
A: Shorts. Skirts. Sarongs. Riding boots (though they'll make the bottoms of your pants all crinkled.) Or else stilts.
START with the loop? Fuck cold, it might be a little long. I have a plan. Don't laugh, okay, I'm a recent ex-smoker. Very recent. Okay, I'm gonna run 45 secs longer each day for three months. Start with a minute. By the end of three months, I'll be running an hour. Which amounts to the loop of the park (at a slow 6 miles/hour). Which amounts to mount everest in my book.
Here's a way to stop spending so much cash. Send it to me. I'll spend it. Har har. Seriously, though: try this. Don't spend a single dime all week. Not even a cent. This takes some major planning, but it feels so good -- it really frees your mind. My advice is, this Sunday, buy everything you need for the rest of the week that you could possibly imagine needing -- gas, toilet paper, food, etc. . . . Stock up. Then for the rest of the week, leave your money/credit cards under the mattress and make it a goal not to touch them. See if you can last all seven days.
Once you get that accomplished once, you know you can live without the constant transactions, and you're not afraid not to spend. (Spending is just a sorry way of buying a sense of control over your life -- it's the same kind of reassurance men get from whores: none.)
Ah, Tuxy . . .
I love that fucking statement and will use iit henceforth any chance I get: The world doesn't make that much sense.
Tall cold unapproachable ice queens? Where? I don't see any here . . . .
I was thinking about a dream I had. It was one of those flying dreams, which isn't all that unusual. It was set at Disneyland, that's a little more unusual. The thing that caused it to stick, though, was the perspective tricks I played on myself.
Soaring up into the air because, you know, I can fly. Everything shrinks like normal, people look like ants...
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Soaring up into the air because, you know, I can fly. Everything shrinks like normal, people look like ants...
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tuxy:
ur pwned mang.
ur pwned mang.
buttonbutton:
yah, my hairdresser has a big crush on her too. I think she's (my hairdresser) less interested in me since I cut and bleached my hair. haha.
she's way skinnier, cuter, and smaller than me tho. We both have big round heads.
she's way skinnier, cuter, and smaller than me tho. We both have big round heads.
I was called a thinner, less hairy version of Jack Black yesterday. Thanks?
At least it's better than,
"You look like the guy from almost famous, only grown up, but that's totally a compliment!"
Of course, the best celebrity comparison ever was when I was told I looked like Gary Oldman in Fifth Element.
When I went for my run today the beach seemed curiously...
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At least it's better than,
"You look like the guy from almost famous, only grown up, but that's totally a compliment!"
Of course, the best celebrity comparison ever was when I was told I looked like Gary Oldman in Fifth Element.
When I went for my run today the beach seemed curiously...
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justlittleolme:
people used to say that i looked like jennifer grey.
after she got her nose job, people don't say that anymore
after she got her nose job, people don't say that anymore
justlittleolme:
oh, and my mini is pepper white with a black top.
Went to Nova Express with insaniac, mightyspork, and rawr_ima_monster. Ostensibly we were there to see a friend of ours VJ, but even with the slowest service on the planet, by the time we were done eating he'd barely started.
This place has a giant Cthulu costume hanging in the back and I want to steal it. Wearing that thing to a furry...
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This place has a giant Cthulu costume hanging in the back and I want to steal it. Wearing that thing to a furry...
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tuxy:
Why can't you be dead or something?
babybeezer:
hope you get the job!
I love you because you totally rule.
I love you because you totally rule.
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caselogic:
Wait... you know someone who deals heroin?
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justlittleolme:
hey. i'd recognize that rear view mirror anywhere. you know that we have matching cars, right?
obd:
I.must.go.get.fish.tacos.
izabel:
How does scientific software improve the world? Who're you kidding? Come on now.
Bombs for the first world, militia style, is what I meant for you to build. But hey, if it's not your thing . . . .
Porn with no plot? We've come a long way since then, thank god.
Nice t-shirt. Uniporn. Oh My God, that just came out of my mind. Bomb me now.
Bombs for the first world, militia style, is what I meant for you to build. But hey, if it's not your thing . . . .
Porn with no plot? We've come a long way since then, thank god.
Nice t-shirt. Uniporn. Oh My God, that just came out of my mind. Bomb me now.
kestrel:
Aww. So many radness points for this picture. I can't even list them all.
Damn, 3D porn sounds awesome.
Damn, 3D porn sounds awesome.
Resume and cover letter are sent. I saw my chance to become a soulless corporate automaton and I'm reaching for the stars!
I was contemplating the nature of heaven last night. Is it really always Christmas there? If so, is that necessarily a good thing? Who wants to celebrate their son's death every day?
Catholics, that's who. They always have to feel bad for themselves....
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I was contemplating the nature of heaven last night. Is it really always Christmas there? If so, is that necessarily a good thing? Who wants to celebrate their son's death every day?
Catholics, that's who. They always have to feel bad for themselves....
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izabel:
Okay. Valid. I could never separate work from social life; not a sacrifice I'm willing to make, I guess. I work my friends and I friend my works. Then again, I sacrifice other stuff -- security, stability, assistants, drivers, maids, dry cleaning, parental respect, and this one pair of shoes I'm never gonna have. Those shoes really kill me, but the rest isn't actually a sacrifice to me -- just less shit I need to answer to.
I only went to college under one condition -- I wasn't gonna pay for it. So I went to McGill (which is free, cause I've got Canadian citizenship) and then transferred to NYU cause the suckers were willing to give me an academic scholarship. (That school is loaded.) Yeah, I busted my ass to earn that, and I had other jobs to pay for the books, housing, cocaine, whores, etc. . . But I didn't want any strings attached once I was done.
Now I'm thinking of going to an art school in NY that's free. VERY hard to get into, and it only offers an undergrad degree. But I don't care. It would be great to learn some skills, hone the craft, be the older woman to a harem of eighteen year old art fags. Yes.
So anyway. Thanks for sharing. Just remember, keep your options open even if/when you do get this stint at the ol' ladder. There are ways to pay off your loans that you could also be proud of doing and personally challenged by. Running a whorehouse, perhaps? I'm looking for a partner. . . .
I only went to college under one condition -- I wasn't gonna pay for it. So I went to McGill (which is free, cause I've got Canadian citizenship) and then transferred to NYU cause the suckers were willing to give me an academic scholarship. (That school is loaded.) Yeah, I busted my ass to earn that, and I had other jobs to pay for the books, housing, cocaine, whores, etc. . . But I didn't want any strings attached once I was done.
Now I'm thinking of going to an art school in NY that's free. VERY hard to get into, and it only offers an undergrad degree. But I don't care. It would be great to learn some skills, hone the craft, be the older woman to a harem of eighteen year old art fags. Yes.
So anyway. Thanks for sharing. Just remember, keep your options open even if/when you do get this stint at the ol' ladder. There are ways to pay off your loans that you could also be proud of doing and personally challenged by. Running a whorehouse, perhaps? I'm looking for a partner. . . .
izabel:
New York ain't so bad. At dusk, anyway.
My brother's a programmer. He's also eager to do his own thing, he's got a great game idea, and wants to come back to NY. I'll work on it with him -- "creative consultant" -- cha-ching!
My medium is me. And you. The world is my medium. Shit, make that the universe. (Why limit myself?) I do film occasionally -- it takes a lot of time and you can't do it alone, usually. Video is more fun, animation & drawing & music are better still. Whatever keeps me out of the doghouse.
You can always make bank, cut out while you're young, and spend the rest of your life building bombs in Montana.
My brother's a programmer. He's also eager to do his own thing, he's got a great game idea, and wants to come back to NY. I'll work on it with him -- "creative consultant" -- cha-ching!
My medium is me. And you. The world is my medium. Shit, make that the universe. (Why limit myself?) I do film occasionally -- it takes a lot of time and you can't do it alone, usually. Video is more fun, animation & drawing & music are better still. Whatever keeps me out of the doghouse.
You can always make bank, cut out while you're young, and spend the rest of your life building bombs in Montana.
That commercial's gonna trigger a
Sara episode.
Problem is, bro --- and I know you're not my bro, I just felt like saying it suddenly -- problem is, I don't know why the fuck I got arrested to begin with. Or let me put it another way. I know now, because I found out what the alterior motives of the arrest were, but I could never have imagined, guessed, or in my wildest dreams dreamt (eek) that one afternoon doing nothing special was gonna result in over 6 months of legal bullshit.
If not longer -- it ain't over yet.
So my point is: I very well might get arrested a number of times before this trial. It all depends on the "timing." (As opposed to "skin coloring," another sure fire way to get caught doing nothing wrong.)
I got a weegee. Must peek eet. Ah. Better.
Now, off to amass more regrets: a night of doin nothin cause I'm scared of the snow and all the cool people at Tonic.
I took your protein example. A couple of days off the sugar and I'm much calmer.