I swiped your great line "photographic memory-not a lot of film..." for my myspace headline. I tried to credit you but Tom wouldn't let me. Not enough room. Stupid myspace. Tom is a douche.
No, really. I hate doing laundry. It's not that I can never figure it out, or that it's beneath me, it's just that I hate having to do it. I like wearing clean clothes, too, so you'd think I'd be down with the process.
One day when I reach some level of wealth and... Read More
I'd love to be able to tell you fabulous tales of decadence and debauchery over the weekend and into Halloween, but alas I have none. I am feeling much better than I was last week, though, so woohoo for that.
And better still, I made a lot of progress on a couple stories I'm developing, so woohoo for that too. The writing has been difficult... Read More
Ugh, still sick. I've been able to combat the symptoms a bit, I'm down to headaches, sore neck and spine, and feeling cold all the time. Hmm - reminds me of the last time I spent time with my ex-wife
Unfortunately, though, it looks as if my halloween plans have been thwarted. I'm bummed, halloween is my favorite holiday of the year. This will only... Read More
nope. it was three years ago! the set went up in may 2004. it was shot in oct 2003......remember.....disney v2.0 was right after that halloween party. and now we're on v4.0!!!
So it's starting to look like my inability to read the book and remain conscious for long has something to do with being sick. Xenophanes, Pythagoras, and Copernicus are just going to have to wait...
Surrrrrrrre....sick. But somehow you have the ability to make comments on the facts of random members' lives. You sure have your priorities straight. Just bustin' your balls.
Chunky peanut butter on pancakes is bomb!!
With bananas....drooooool, even better.
Reading a book shouldn't be this difficult. Sure, it's got big words, and there's even a guy in it named Xenophanes. I've been wanting to read the book for some time, and it's interesting to me, but for some reason I keep nodding off while reading it...
i'll send you a copy of electroboy as well...but only if you can recommend a good read to me. nothing i've picked up lately has held my interest and i've resorted to poetry. POETRY, trilo! shit's getting bad.
-me
(in case you couldn't tell, i'm not one for written verse.)
It's a strange moment of reflection for me. In dealing with this evening's episode of Insomniac Theater, I glanced up at the calendar and noticed the date.
It was three years ago to the day that the world I knew abruptly ended. Never in a million years would I have guessed what happened when I arrived in New York that night. No amount of preparation... Read More
I lie about my height only when its blatantly obvious... usually when someone else near me is trying to cheat a few inches... by claiming that I am much shorter than I am it tends to get people a little riled up. Its all out of humor.
As far as Voodoo, well I definitely have a healthy disregard for the impossible, and have been a long time agent of the thought that "just because you dont believe something doesnt mean its not real" so perhaps it is only that I dont admit my belief.
The whole 20 questions/tag thing is overrated. My friends can share information as they please, I'd rather not call anyone out. And besides, 20 questions/facts? Please - I barely have half the attention span...
So here you go... Ten Things About Trilo
Potentially Immortal
As elfin can probably argue better than I can, there stands a possibility that I can't be killed by conventional methods.... Read More
I like the "perfect sum of all my flaws." That is... perfect. Perfect is the only word I have.
Here are some explanations to the last comment you left me, or bomb rather.
"I'm curious about the seniorness... did you get a late start on school, or was there some kind of shell game played with the age/birthdate thing when you signed up?"
I think I've mentioned this before, but I went to preschool for two years. THEN, I went to kindergarten. I was held back in the younger years because my grandparents on my mother's side thought I would be "slow" if I started the same time as the rest of the children. I am probably one of the oldest people in my class.
"As far as media class, I'm curious to hear where you're going with that. When you're through - write and let me know what songs made it into the blender..."
Media class is a big thing. It's everything media related. We cover audio and video production, web design, journalism, photography, public speaking, career-oriented skills... uh... other stuff I can't think of now. The mix is purely Nine Inch Nails. When it's done, I can send it to you for a listen sometime when you're online.
"The reclusive loner type who doesn't connect to many people, and gets romantically involved with women so much younger. I know you're smart, and I know you're strong. And I don't know that situation so I could be a thousand miles away from being right about anything. But be careful."
Actually, I don't think he wanted to ever get involved friendship-wise with me. I pretty much pursued him. I wrote to him and told him I liked him. I'm sure he probably had already heard that from others or guessed it on his own, but he told me once upon a time that I was too young for him. But once I gave him the birthday card with my confession, he decided that he wanted to start spending time with me. So, who knows? I went to his apartment last night and he made no move to get close to me. At all. He didn't even want to sit on the couch with me. This is another extreme that actually upsets me. I have no idea. I think he seems reclusive on the exterior. I think I could possibly be reading him wrong.
And other than that... I don't mind the long comments. I appreciate your concerns/suggestions/etc. It's good to know that someone cares. I always appreciate your wisdoms and insights.
Double shit.
besos.!