FEBRUARY 2007 ARCHIVES!
i am sarah michelle geller.
turns out she is just a LYING WHORE like the rest of us.
elizabeth got hitched yesterday! here we talk about her hairy bush. ps. there are pictures of beach wang in this post.
never getting married ever how prophetic!
“FUN” WITH PARANOIA
me: oh my god fil stop forcing your nerd addiction onto me
tyra tells of bloggers
i am never saying hi to an acquaintance of the past ever again
i forget what happened to that sweater, i miss it.
last nite samir and sharpie invited themselves over
so i was kinda blue
fil is wearing the sweater i’m working on shrinking these days.
a dream i had about you and fil
oh cid!!!!!!
scrapbooking loser
this concludes raymi’s book club
me: it’s tricky manipulation thats actually not at all tricky, it’s concise
even if you’re faking it, make it look good.
if it wasn’t for my blog the world wouldn’t know i existed
yesterday i snooped through your stuff and i left some dynamite in your mom’s muff
and then i do a dramatic interpretive dance in a taupe leotard.
blogs are self-promoting cos they originated as and still are journals, go to your aunt’s house, find her journals, read them, who are they about? YOUR AUNT. a blog is the same but it is on a computer on the internet, get over it.
what a waste of money i never wear that shirt.
People have told me, family even, that i just have to
fucking deal with it that i am never going to be famous or whatever so i should just suck it up and do something else. i have a lot of anger still about that, a lot of fuck yous to be handed out in the future, basically.
i said OK YOU CAN CUM IN MY HAIR and he said he could do that anyway i said no not anymore you can’t from now on you need permission then i realised i was speaking really fucking loud to the whole bar.
tomato sauce from the night before on my chin and scraggily rolled through a field down the longest hill ever on speed hair
then i was like what is this right now the bell jar?
and this is what fil’s face looks like the VERY second he begins to lecture me about something/correct me/disagree with me and explain in long dramatic BORING detail why i am wrong
who the hell says steadfast? i hate them.
i just asked fil if i looked stupid last nite and he said YEAH YOU LOOKED LIKE A FUCKING SLUT.
on monday when fil goes to work i am going to plug in his guitar and just wait out that prick from next door.
the dude at the door started naming all these djs SO they are worth a ten dollar door cover, he may as well have been telling me the alphabet
i like the memos now.
hopefully i will get sued over one of the pics in this post.
i call it GARBAGE FACE LOOK.
i have that article in print.
cid is one of those demons that came from the hole in the backyard in the gate.
we wouldn’t even stop fight-eating for one second to have this picture taken
me: oh well that is why i am a popular blogger and you are not
