December 1st, 2004


the stuffed bannana.

i guess introspection is the order, when humans have solitude. but i know the deeps of myself better than any of you fucking monkeys know the breadth of your yearn for trinkets. shine on, oh bauble, while i romance only the glim of the blade. the scent of cordite in my nose. or well, the symbols they stand for; in the far-tommorow, our weapons are ourselves. either that, or 24 hour hot tub parties. it is one or the other. seriously i'm hotter than two japanese chicks making out. & just fyi, japan trumps russia 10x. oh speaking of the rus? my little miss olive is coming to new york. i'm probably more excited than i'm supposed to be? but she gives the vibe of a soldier. rock & roll is our one on one. yeah! oh man i'm kind of sleepy. i plan on crashing in the bedroom- right? i am the test subject, jenny the control. am i rambling? yeah i'm fucking rambling. look between the cracks! i am the victor. xo.
blur shotgun

oh crap its world aids day no one use a public toilet!

i've got a glower with more curve than the rings of saturn. jenny came into the bedroom this morning & was all gorilla grooming me in my sleep- i thought (groggily) that it was so cute, until she said that she had found a blood filled bed bug on me. fucking hell's bells, you know what i mean? they are supposed to die if they can't eat for a week, they are supposed to be unable to lay eggs if they havn't fed, they are supposed to be vulnerable to permethrin, i've fucking fogged that god-damn room three times, we havn't slept in that room for more than 2 weeks, et fucking cetera. i <3 bugs with a feeling bred from a place out of this world, but parasites? i am obligated by my ethics to destroy them. these assholes just won't fucking die! our bedroom bristles with weapons meant to kill them, poisons & toilet paper for crushing, & somehow they don't even fucking care. does this mean that the apartment we share a wall with is the resevoir population? this shit is lame. time to tell the landlord that he needs to go hiroshima on this situation. maybe even have him call him the landlord of the adjoined building to get the other room to go defcon.

1 in 6 seniors in palm beach has the hiv.
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    crown me king- painful hollow (pumpkin head)
goblin sneak

as it turns out, calamity jane's last name was burke.

crumbled a bit this morning. for a while at least. coined my new motto. i AM happy & it doesn't change a god-damn thing. sent of a suite of emails, like dancing coffins. you know what i mean- brilliantly choreographed, & you can hear my zombie banging around inside with desperation. think of the nutcracker suite & replace it with the scarecrow suite. think "night on bald mountain" with more hideous organ players. then undercut that organ with a harpsichord. all kinds of intruments with keys (comeon unlock me, i'm a black sapphire & my heart is a panther flaw). um. wrote cortney talking about how/why we can't get our shit together to even be friends over the internet. which i'd like. thats something thats been on my mind since we talked a couple of weeks ago. i don't know. i just like people who know i'm not joking. i'm not talking tough or anything. i'm not just fluffing up my feathers. i'll be the end of this everything. i'm the punchline to this joke. i've got more apocalypse in my little finger than all of meggedo. i keep having dreams that while i walk down flatbush avenue somebody is going to come up to me & give me a belt with a pistol & a sword strapped onto it, & tell me where i have to go to get my crown kether back. maybe thats how it'll happen. that would sure be swell.
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    crown me king- the last narwhal (star trek iv dub)

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you ever take a shit that smelt so bad that it made you want to barf? so you sat there wondering whether you should try to puke between your legs & get vomit on your leg hair or if you should just get up & throw up onto your shit? except then you'd be waving your shit-butt in the air?
Poll #395456 shit-butt.

did you ever have that happen to you?


edit: i just realized now that my hat collection will never be complete without a kkk hood.
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    crown me king- smegma for you fucker!