i told dylan that if i cannot be guaranteed prom kingage then i. am. not. going.
that’s nick my homeless indie photographer who smokes native indian cigarettes and has a ghetto tape deck in his humpty that plays your cassettes in slow-motion. sick!
my mind just goes blank
some things are funny
three days she is on pain chills and lucky lager
her heart is her liver
three red silhouetted show girls
can-can
you’re so deep
the longer the vaginas are away from each other
the more
well
you know
tomorrow morning i will email
tomorrow afternoon
i will clean
clean my dirty soul
sorry goth
you’re putting me in now?
yeh
ok
put it in after
put it in after i said ok
no
stop it
are you going to type everything i say?
raymi the minx
inspiron 8200
have you ever had chicken pox?
i’m getting my first wisdom tooth and it couldn’t have exposed itself at a more suitable time in my life
so much wisdom so much insight so much truth
my left and right brains are channeling
the synapses are sparking like jumper cables in a vacant parking lot and you tell me that you don’t have the time to give me a boost so i sit on a curb to sharpen my senses and then i rifle through my wallet for the photograph of my neice and then i decree aloud,
“what world is this.”
this is me in my pretend studio orifice.
blythe has a problem
a drinking problem
the problem is
she doesn’t drink
enough
listen up gossip queers
it’s none of your damn business
you wanna know, fucking email me then
don’t stir the pot by saying this that the other and assuming they wants to lay you
you want knives in my back or not, you fucking delivered them
i don’t have time for this mickey mouse bullshit
any friggin’ more
just remember what it was like in the beginning
before you ever came here
before we met
i moved to toronto and linked everyone and now i can’t be with you’s all ‘cos it brings me too much stress too much drama and too much pain to hear lies and gossip and rumors
i don’t want any part of it anymore
we can be friends and talk about the good ole gays when things were clever and angst-filled
don’t go all over the internet getting your link above mine just because you think it makes me angry
it’s kinda laughable
that you’re still like that
don’t go around commenting linking and fake-loving
‘cos i know what it’s really all about behind the scenes where “the magic happens”
a blog is a blog is a blog
you fully admitted you ripped me off from the start and this is the respect i get now
i took down ALL links and would link you gladly in a post and you know it but your ego won’t allow you to ask and you don’t even have to
i have far too many emotions over it right now to do anything about it
you knocked me up, i had an abortion and now i have an iud that is tearing my cervix apart
i never wanted to have an abortion and i know the hatemail that will come from mentioning it but yeh, not a day goes by that i don’t think about it
you did yer thing when i was a crazy loon and that shouldn’t have happened
the abortion had to of happened, all the medications i was on at the time, the thingamaling would of had arms growing out of it’s eye-sockets
and now i think i won’t go to heaven
because of us not because of you because i know that i am far from blameless in all of this
i chose my road i chose my path and all paths eventually lead to heaven but right now things are pretty hellish and this bloog of mine is a burden and a blessing sometimes it is one more than the other
i just want to start fresh
and i don’t ever plan to forget
the way
you looked
that nite
blogger why the fuck do i have this ad-thing now? is it because i am special or annoying and vapid and ridiculous? why didn’t you email me first. no other blogs i have seen has it yet. guh? fuh? muh.
whatever.
we talked about artificial intelligence and how we have to make the pool cleaner un-a.i. to make it truely random and then i got stung by a bee on my right hand in the palm and i didn’t cry i was just like wow, what a fucker, at least the stinger didn’t go in, but to feel the pain slowly shooting up my arm etcetera etcetera… i haven’t been stung in a very long time and the pain was actually, pretty fun.
aimee and i have a free dinner date meal tonite and we are going to be on our best behaviour and not be drunk, yet at least. there’s no booze there yet. i just got off the fone with her and she is like what? and i was like i know! i asked if we could bring our own like in massachusetts and zak was like, no dice.
so i am learning more about being a website gayface and i am reading the 2002 microsoft FrontPage insideout thingamaling. im not reading the 2004 because that one isnt here. i can’t wait til i am at page 1213! it’s as thick as the yellow pages.
what else?
nothing.
