suede live – she
play this at my funeral thanks

ladytron – seventeen
feeling old yet?

mstrkrft – easy love
i forgot to blog this but anyway here you go in case you felt like masturbating your head off this afternoon.

fil has pictures up

that’s cat litter and cat pooh in that bag. next time you clean out your box rest the bag on your head you will feel like how i look in that picture.

me: hi
go to sleep

merkley???: dude
you go to sleep

me: i just woke up
i had a full nites rest
and now im doing laundry
makes you feel just a little bit lazy dont it

merkley???: thats fantastic
i had 5 hours of sleep and now i’m awake with a buzz

me: woah lucky

merkley???: i’ve been being very mean to people lately
lashing out etc..

me: oh really
why
hey we watched american pimp last nite – have you ever seen that fillmore slim guy in yer hood
he does sf
hes like 70 something now
pretty much the only pimp in the documentary i dont want to stab in the fucking face

me: ok fine dont answer me

merkley???: wait

me: hurry up

merkley???: i need to see that movie
everyone reccomends it
recommend

me: ok well i bet u have seen fillmore slim
hes cool and non-violent
and a total fossil

merkley???: i wouldnt know if i had

me: tall skinny black dude
pimp
old

merkley???: i’m googling

me: sweet

merkley???: Slim&tedShred.jpg

me: anyway why the lashing out at people
send the url

merkley???: http://www.wangphotography.com/fillmoreslim/Slim&tedShred.jpg

me: yeah thats him
but way less cool than in docu

i am sick

i haven’t eaten yet today

i am reading shopgirl despite having already seen it and i can’t stop thinking about steve martin lusting after claire danes. it’s a nice read and makes me want to starve myself again. good timing too cos there’s a wedding on saturday to attend.

we are going to watch that pimp documentary or at least i am.

we argued about rocky all day on gchat about bringing him here for a little while. we are going to do a trial-run soon i hope it works out. since my grandma is dead the house is being sold and my dad is figuring out his life i guess he needs a cat-break but i know they will be reunited cos they are best friends.

i barely opened my mouth all day somedays if no one calls i don’t speak til fil comes home from work and even if i go out to buy food i can get by on just nodding at cashiers and smiling it’s like a test the lengths i’ll go to avoid verbal interaction. i am not sure if speaking to the cat counts. i guess it does.

i guess i got too braggy about how i rarely come into contact with other people and therefore skillfully avoided getting september sickness like everyone got this month so what’s gestating within me now is hand-me-down sickness, secondhand triplehanded bullshit. next september i will be ready and i will not go near anybody until november.

i am tired of my right nostril dribbling stuff.

i think it’s neat tho that humans can “get sick” like it’s just this thing that is part of life like oh ok we won’t be seeing johnny for a few days and it’s completely normal.

i like to think that on other planets people get something else like wicked long pink hair and vomit rubies and this huge black bear shows up and babysits for a day or two and then just leaves. i wonder what it would be called.

“mom i think i’m GETTING SHITZOED AGAIN!”

someone translate this for me please.

tarley’s dirty limericks

funfunfun for the whole family.

oh and to answer your question ryan, a refrigeratorhead is the name of my next cat or first born child.

one of the weekend highlights was going slow across the water back to the island with tarley, blaring corey hart and stevie nicks. tarley is eligible ps. for boys only. email if interested. super duper catch that one.