i need a quality pair of shoes. something that won't hurt my feet (even Doc Martens hurt my feet) and does not look ugly.
this is really hard.
this is really hard.
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forgive me father for i have sinned. but it wasn't my fault!
i was offered a fried olive. it looked delicious. so i ate it. usually when i eat something i will take a bite and look at the non-bitten piece. but today for some reason i didn't. i popped the olive in my mouth. it was fucking delicious. breaded and lemony and olivey and...what...
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i was offered a fried olive. it looked delicious. so i ate it. usually when i eat something i will take a bite and look at the non-bitten piece. but today for some reason i didn't. i popped the olive in my mouth. it was fucking delicious. breaded and lemony and olivey and...what...
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whirlyknives:
yep. looks like your knife.
carmina:
eh yo, thanks for the email.
your tattoo work is really nice by the way... and i'm not just saying that
and i remember that mermaid thread, some awful shit... something about misshappen faces and gimpy eyes that does nothing for me.
*sigh*
your tattoo work is really nice by the way... and i'm not just saying that
and i remember that mermaid thread, some awful shit... something about misshappen faces and gimpy eyes that does nothing for me.
*sigh*
my boss was talking about her friend's baby "you know the one? the little peanut. little pea-head peanut oh-he's-so-cute" ...and i guess i was expected to nod or something, or say "oh, yes, he's adorable," because she kept looking at me. she tilted her head to the side like a dog and started to ask me again. i am unable to deal with/promote small talk...
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prophetnoise:
HA! i hate babies! And they're ugly and kinda nasty looking with the druel and other random fluids exuding from their body. And i definitely can't pretend i find them cute at all. . . until they're able to talk. . .then the only thing cute about it is getting them to say dirty words or rediculously outlandish words that they can never pronounce and haven't the slightest clue what they mean. Sophmoric i know, but it's the little things in life i guess.
I suppose i could be a receptionist at a tattoo shop. That would be the right kind of atmosphere. But, i have the worlds WORST phone skills . . . and i'm not that good with people either. If the shop is looking for a first impression of an amicalbe atmosphere, me on a phone would be a bit odd. My friend since second grade is constantly making fun of my phone skills. There's something odd about not seeing the person i'm talking to, and then i'm all fsdhgousbgjkerbh;g. But it's definitely a job i'd look for and take
I suppose i could be a receptionist at a tattoo shop. That would be the right kind of atmosphere. But, i have the worlds WORST phone skills . . . and i'm not that good with people either. If the shop is looking for a first impression of an amicalbe atmosphere, me on a phone would be a bit odd. My friend since second grade is constantly making fun of my phone skills. There's something odd about not seeing the person i'm talking to, and then i'm all fsdhgousbgjkerbh;g. But it's definitely a job i'd look for and take
lufy:
For the record I agree with you 100%. Babies always remind me of a young Richard Nixon.
You tell me - what the hell's cute about that?
You tell me - what the hell's cute about that?
every time i update and say i have nothing to say-- that isn't quite true. it means i have complaints but don't want to be whiny. it means i am worrying about things but don't want to bother other people with any of it.
so, like i do in real life, i'll speak when spoken to.
tell me something interesting! all of you!
so, like i do in real life, i'll speak when spoken to.
tell me something interesting! all of you!
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prophetnoise:
Something interesting. . . .well, i dont know you, and i dont remember which group posting i clicked on you from, and it's raining in new orleans, and i know that the word Dust is its own antonyms.
Dust the furniture vs. Dust the cutting board with flour.
hope that was random and interesting enough for you
Dust the furniture vs. Dust the cutting board with flour.
hope that was random and interesting enough for you
bleeder:
It is a little hottie isnt it?
ok i'm back. well i've been back for a few days anyway; i just didn't have enough to update with.
things went well in florida-- no fighting. my brother is such an asshole that he managed to keep all the focus on himself and everyone mad at him instead of each other. fine with me.
i bought a LOT of beads in florida. haven't done...
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things went well in florida-- no fighting. my brother is such an asshole that he managed to keep all the focus on himself and everyone mad at him instead of each other. fine with me.
i bought a LOT of beads in florida. haven't done...
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bleeder:
Well, depends how much hair he has now doesnt it?? 
argene:
Ah... the satisfaction of a trip well done
ok.... i am off to florida to be warm and to see my family and my best-friend-who-i-haven't-seen-in-over-a-year!
i'll be back next tuesday. i probably won't have computer access until then because my parents don't have a non-prehistoric computer.
*everybody cross your fingers that egon and my mom don't get in a fight!*
i'll be back next tuesday. i probably won't have computer access until then because my parents don't have a non-prehistoric computer.
*everybody cross your fingers that egon and my mom don't get in a fight!*
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argene:
Hope the scarf is keeping you warm! I posted some links in my journal-take a look!
dirtyprettything:
Happy New Year hun! Hope all went well in FLA!
Hope all went well in FLA!i'm off to florida!!!!!!!
i hope you all have a great xmas (if that's what you believe) or day off from work (if you're of a different persuasion like me). i probably will not be able to use the computer, as the one at my parents' house is older than ass. or dirt. dirt, right? old as dirt.
i'll be back next week.
i hope you all have a great xmas (if that's what you believe) or day off from work (if you're of a different persuasion like me). i probably will not be able to use the computer, as the one at my parents' house is older than ass. or dirt. dirt, right? old as dirt.
i'll be back next week.
this evening i leave for florida. the computer facilities at my parents' house are paleolithic.
i will be back next week.
i will be back next week.
typing with gloves onis hard.
typing with gloves on it hard.
typing with gloves on is hard.
wow, opnly 3 tries till i got it reight. <---and i'm not going to fix that one. it is too cold in my house. i cannot remove my gloves.
typing with gloves on it hard.
typing with gloves on is hard.
wow, opnly 3 tries till i got it reight. <---and i'm not going to fix that one. it is too cold in my house. i cannot remove my gloves.
argene:
I've sent your present in the mail today, hopefully it will help warm you up
minimalism:
Come look at the picture of Gwen Stefani in my journal. Comment on how amazing her hair looks.
it is too fucking cold. i hate the cold more than i can express. and this isn't just whining and complaining. i really do not think humans should have to live where it gets this cold. (i know there isn't enough room for everyone to live in the tropics. i just don't understand why any settlers wouldn't have tried to go farther south.) i hate...
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"Oh, you must have one more pair ..."
"No, not one more pair...Well, we have the cruel shoes, but no one would want..."
Anna interrupted, "Oh yes, let me see the cruel shoes!"
Carlo looked incredulous. "No, Anna, you don't understand, you see, the cruel shoes are..."
"Get them!"
Carlo disappeared into the back room for a moment, then returned with an ordinary shoebox. He opened the lid and removed a hideous pair of black and white pumps. But these were not an ordinary pair of black and white pumps; both were left feet, one had a right angle turn with separate compartments that pointed the toes in impossible directions. The other shoe was six inches long and was curved inward like a rocking chair with a vise and razor blades to hold the foot in place. Carlo spoke hesitantly,
"...Now you see why...they're not fit for humans..."
"Put them on me."
"But..."
"Put them on me!"
Carlo knew all arguments were useless. He knelt down before her and forced the feet into the shoes.
The screams were incredible.
Anna crawled to the mirror and held her bloody feet up where she could see.
"I like them."
She paid Carlo and crawled out of the store into the street.
Later that day, Carlo was overheard saying to a new customer, "Well, that's every shoe in the place. Unless, of course, you'd like to try the cruel shoes..."
- Steve Martin