Saturday, May 01, 2004
Monday, April 26, 2004
Sunday, April 25, 2004
Friday, April 23, 2004
Thursday, April 22, 2004
Sunday, April 18, 2004
Friday, April 16, 2004
i have been inspired to put my old blog back on the web
by www.stupiddrawings.com
watch for a link shortly.
by www.stupiddrawings.com
watch for a link shortly.
Sunday, April 11, 2004
Saturday, April 10, 2004
it is very strange when you wake up to someone asking you a question and you just can't seem to get your brain to work. . .
you just end up asking yourself and the other person "what?" over and over.
this morning:
"have you seen my make-up bag?" my mom says
"hu?" my brain is trying to steady itself.
"my make-up bag, is it in here?"
"no. . . what?"
"oh, its right there."
"huh? yeah. oh, sorry. yeah. i borrowed that yesterday."
i didn't do any drugs.
you just end up asking yourself and the other person "what?" over and over.
this morning:
"have you seen my make-up bag?" my mom says
"hu?" my brain is trying to steady itself.
"my make-up bag, is it in here?"
"no. . . what?"
"oh, its right there."
"huh? yeah. oh, sorry. yeah. i borrowed that yesterday."
i didn't do any drugs.
Thursday, April 08, 2004
Thursday, April 01, 2004
A guy i know who is in a band
and is about to move to Cali to
-get signed-
is insisting we all call him by
his new alias
"Champ Champaign."
He claims he plans to
change his name legally
to said alias.
Why the hell would anyone choose a name
that's so easy to make fun of?
His name is Joey.
Joey is a Chump.
and is about to move to Cali to
-get signed-
is insisting we all call him by
his new alias
"Champ Champaign."
He claims he plans to
change his name legally
to said alias.
Why the hell would anyone choose a name
that's so easy to make fun of?
His name is Joey.
Joey is a Chump.
Friday, March 26, 2004
Sunday, March 21, 2004
Tuesday, March 02, 2004
Saturday, February 28, 2004
Today is my lovely sister Allison's 23rd birthday.
Check my fotolog to see how much I love her because I don't have time to write before i go out dancing with her and don't want to ruin my makeup. . . and i will if I think about how much she means to me and how lost I would be without her.
Allison is the reason I feel bad for every kid who was an only child.
I love you Bunny Ducky.
Check my fotolog to see how much I love her because I don't have time to write before i go out dancing with her and don't want to ruin my makeup. . . and i will if I think about how much she means to me and how lost I would be without her.
Allison is the reason I feel bad for every kid who was an only child.
I love you Bunny Ducky.
Wednesday, February 25, 2004
Friday, February 20, 2004
Wednesday, February 18, 2004
the family is out of town for the week and i'm all alone.
all alone to fill the bathtub up all the way
and leave my towels and clothes all over the floor in a ball
i've been leaving the door open when i pee.
i'm all alone to sing old jazzy songs really loudly to myself
(and to the cat.)
alone to leave the refrigerator door open because this time,
there IS a movie showing in there.
i've been messing up rooms and leaving my stuff everywhere.
i've been leaving milk out and dishes in the sink.
i've been borrowing my little brother's truck
and parking in the drive-way so no one else can get out.
and generally
rebelling it out.
i skipped school 3 times.
all alone to fill the bathtub up all the way
and leave my towels and clothes all over the floor in a ball
i've been leaving the door open when i pee.
i'm all alone to sing old jazzy songs really loudly to myself
(and to the cat.)
alone to leave the refrigerator door open because this time,
there IS a movie showing in there.
i've been messing up rooms and leaving my stuff everywhere.
i've been leaving milk out and dishes in the sink.
i've been borrowing my little brother's truck
and parking in the drive-way so no one else can get out.
and generally
rebelling it out.
i skipped school 3 times.
Sunday, February 08, 2004
Sunday, February 01, 2004
When I get really rich i'm gonna buy my friends the same car. . . Same make, same model, same bright pink color. I'm thinking like, SUVs with no keyless entry or electronic beeping car alarm panic button or anything. No way of telling them apart. I'd keep the titles in my name and offer my friends a free car they aren't allowed to modify physically. No paint jobs, no stickers, nothing unless I say so.
They'll all come over for a party and park in the driveway and all around my house. The next morning they'd all be very confused as to which one was theirs.
I would laugh and laugh, as my car would be different.
They'll all come over for a party and park in the driveway and all around my house. The next morning they'd all be very confused as to which one was theirs.
I would laugh and laugh, as my car would be different.
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