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unngh man too much these days. had a jerkoff party last nite and everything was grafitti tagged. (pictures to come toomorrow). peoples from my hometown showed up via the blond girl, some dude’s older brother from the past who i sweated, fucked ‘n chucked me. he’s still a hot stoner nobody who coulda been a somebody and actually wa a pro snowboarder ski something who really cares he didnt take me seriously. i was leaving for oxford ‘n london and my five one nite stands. we banged a year later. i had shorter hair. it went nowhere. i was doing others also. it waslame suburban inlimbo finish highschool sorta thing. then went to nyc after graduating highschool. anyway, the party last nite was so cool. i think we’ll be evicted mebbe. so, it’ll look better than how we let coolhandluke show it to those folks wanting celebrityhouse 2003. this post is much like my brains and my life right now. i cant even finish that last thought, i cant respond to email i am constantly inebriated ( innebriated??) and taking photo after photo and i am at the loft and also at the ghetto party slutfuck house. you gotta stop by soon. also to a secret location in kensington market being set up by shekie (aka parkdalemassive and yes creator of that dumb comic Doomhauled) or something or other i need to get some breakdancers on board for saturday/sunday jams with dirtbag raymi karaoke and other shit goin’ down. store’s called THE MAD SCIENTIST. someone should make it a website. eff the internet. im sitting in a room with 2.5 ex boyfriends right now. go to 225 augusta in the market, below baldwin. im there once n awhile pissing people off, not being paid, making long distance conference calls to la and new york trying to use the computers to update my blog and doing shit on my cellfone. unngh. so sometime soon im having another party for maybe my birthday lotsa sex and ex teachers and 40’s of oe, bad feelings all around, incestuous jealousy traps. i made friends with the autistic paperboy. i like him. i waved to him and he waved back and i watched him walk by three times with his flyers and i talked to the woman about getting more minutes and internet at 150 kilabytes daily into the shitty phone that receives no signal in my house so i sat by the window and saw that boy dragging his cart up and down the street and i took some pictures of the neighbourhood and my room and smoked several joints and waited for people to show up and do stuff for my party. i was a wreck. let me tell you. well, anyway, more people are requiring my attention at the moment. goodnite all.


this dude wouldn’t post my blog kuz he thought it was too obscene but he posted my ithinkmanic.blogspot.com blog for his school project. cool. i am too busy and manic to figure out what this is all about. please read and send me a condensed version of what thi project is. ps go to zen lounge for my bday party. date to come. awesome sex tunes jam party the theme is 1983, the year i was born. same year the chicken mcnugget was born. billie jean. and. the cabbage patch doll. k bye.

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