twelvis

oh, a poem.

grandma flows into duane reade
next to the moon bright bottles of bleach
and bundles of brawn she slips
with a slow gymnists split
her hair hits a protruding shelf
breaking forth a sticky jam that soaks spilled merchandise

a dark teenager speaks a profanity
and walks to get a mop

i got fired from another shitty job.

it's amazing how i can, not to toot my own horn but, be employee of tha monf working a job that requires a lot more effort and brainwork than the job i just left, but get fired from a job that required me to hit the "5" button all day long.

oh that wretched HR witch. i can't...
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coco's partay was a real hoot. i met a bunch of suicidegirls and boys. now coco's moving to sf. boo. i hate life.

holy shit, i look like donnie darko. with more stubble

i dunno, people are bothering me lately. people're being too emotional. i just want to smack them across their mouf and say, "snap out of it!" the following people need to stay away from me:

--pagans, wiccans, or any other religous types
--people with low self-esteem (UPDATE: except strawbettie. she's A-OK)
--feminists who don't speak out about the way muslim women are treated like dogs...
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i have a good excuse for missing the sgny party. dinner w amy and i was sleepy so i lay down. i wake up two hours later and she's asleep and sweaty and cold.

i panic and call 911. she goes to the hospital in an ambulance. apparently that sexy diabetic went into hypoglycimc shock when her blood sugar fell too low. we got out...
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sadly, music peaked at Prince's "Raspberry Beret" and has been falling downhill ever since

hello? is this thing on?

i'm back YAAAAAY i'm back. for how long i dunno. i'm rejoining on impulse. i saw some boobs and i thought of this site. i like this better than lj cos here i can talk like a perv and not worry about my sister seeing it.

so yeah. VAGINA!

there's more of this than when i left. how thoughtful. it's...
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suicidegirls. blegh. i give up. that's right, i call it quits. i think my scrip expires in 2 weeks or so. if you ever wanted to tell me i suck or i don't suck you only have two weeks in which to tell me. procrastinate no more!

i like salsa on toast. burp.

i eat glass

so i flaked out on nyc-sg-curry. i'm so pissed cos i wanted to meet strawbettie and her little friends *so bad* and i was dying to see penny again. i suck eggs, totally.

wedding was pretty fun, as far as weddings go. Gus and Mitzsie played a lot of beatles songs, even some iggy and kinks and my family went nuts when they played ladytron....
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