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Saturday, August 31, 2002

i'm gonna jump on this little "i'm goiing to thank everyone for last night" bandwagon. cuz you guys know i'm such a follower.

herer goes in no particular order:

mike - good luck with that whole car washing thingy, personally i foresee unforeseen problems occurring.Dude, first serve first come.
nate - while i don't know erxactly what went down in your room, (i can only imagine) i assume the ladies enjoyed themselves. nate, you better not be hustling them hos behind our backs, ah it's okay, it's about time.
carl - i'm, gonna check out in flames. ummm, hard rock is cool, keep it alive. oh hey, eat something!!! gain some weight, i mean , c'mon, eat a rice cake, i know they're not that good, but at least a snack you twig.
carey - who would have fun painting mike's car? apopparently you, but honestly it sounds appealing. i might show up just to see what kind of crazy homo-erotic imges you're going to put on mike's truck. we can only hope...
caddie - great bowling, you gave me a run for my pesos, rock on and uhhhuhhhuhhhuuh, uhuhuhu, you looked good too, yea
caitlin - great conversatioin. i enjoyed it immensely and fuck rap!!!! heal that finger!, you might need it someday in the future, when you're doing "thumb"? things, i don't know, anyway. p.s. whenever i see you you're wearing hot looking stockings, weird?
blythe - remind me not to leave you alone near my car, alright, bowling was great fun, i mean, buttloads of fun, know what i mean? yeah, well, be well
madd dawg - good night it was, sorry 'bout the piece of pie, but ya know that wopulda kept you up earlier anyway, mad ups on the sleeping in, i commend you. ( not to be biased or anything, but i think you were the hottest girl there)
kathryn - you were like the wind, one minute here, then you weren't,.........here, anyway, while i had a chance to see your fleeting image it was cool, thanx for the pizza when i saw that french guy, anyway, what did i say that was so true and once in a awhile?
Claudia - your house gets bigger by the visit, i never had such a charburger, but i must say they were burnterrific!! i wish i coulda had more, see you at breakaway!!
Tyler - you are a horrible bowler, how could you get 107, that's horrible, anyway, try to hang out more with these fine mnen and women because they are your link to sophomore year and what it was like being a kid. you'll be gone soon so make the most of it!

love

Thursday, August 29, 2002

my cat likes to torture mice. he'll slap the mouse around for a while, and then he'll wait for the mouse to run away, and then pounce on the little guy and torture the little guy some more. anyway, so this little scenario goes on for a couple hours until the mouse finall dies. and then, then!, the cat just walks away. does eat the body or even dispose of it in a customary fashion (christian burial), you would think that the mouse would be tasty,but my cat says NO!, i will not eat that mouse, sam i am. my families weird.
fine i need to be more romantic
ne i need yt0 b mreomanti
fne i need tbe ore rmant
fie, i eedto be moe omantc.
well, first day of senior year blew goat balls, but i guess some people are int that , so it's not all bad.i'm gonna be doing journalism, so you peeps better be reading da newspaper wen i write a cool article. anyway, i'm tired of all te pussy rock that's on the radio nowadays./ fuckin' pussies, grow some balls. anyways, Daria and Quinn heh? my uncles ar here this weekend and we just played some spades and my team won, it was sick!!! shoulda fuckin' read the summer reading, now i'm so messed up for tomorrow's quiz, well i guess who cares? i mean it's senior year right? time to slack.......woo hoo!!!!

oh yeah, i luv maddy.

i win!!!!!


oooohhhhh, it was that funny, huh?.......oooooo.......

Sunday, August 25, 2002

I don't rub salt in wounds. I use sulfur.
webs of illusion unravel in the light of truth
just so ya know, i'm gonaa post some of my favorite "flavor texts" from Magic: the Gathering cards here, so don't get too wigged out.
The Dead mourn the living and celebrate those who will soon be given the gift of death.
My Father used to say that life was no picnic. The ants seemed to disagree.
"i once had an entire race destroyed just to feel the clatter of their bones as i waded through them."
when are trees like grass?

hyenas laughing, whats the joke?
damn, i gotta stop posting so late, err..... early, aw heck, i' barely slept, i might as well stay up the entire night, err.....morning.

anyway, abercrombie is the devil ozzfest is gonna kick ass!

time to head bang with the best of 'em!

Friday, August 02, 2002

"Do not ask where I work.
Do not ask if you're hurting me.
Do not smoke in my house.
Do not expect to stay the night.
The safe word is: POODLE."
At this point how my life starts to feel is like i'm acting in a soap opera being watched by people in a soap opera being watched by people on a soap opera being watched by real people, somewhere.
Th lucky ones are just born dead
peach makes me happy

-Maddy* *(her last name has been removed to protect her safety)
i feel so bohemian like you...

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