stormy weather - m4w - 20

Date: 2009-03-14, 1:48AM PDT

your smile, your persoanlity , your voice , and your attitude are all unbeliveable attractive.



i wish you noticed that i noticed

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SHIT BULLSHITTY TOO

psychedelic rabbit ears & tapestries endangering new- wave destructivism

girl scouts and cigarettes OR the juxtaposition of comically opposite words always makes for a clever title

I quit smoking this month, but god damn it do I have the urge to buy a pack.

Today I broke down, took my crinkly 5 dollar bill, and started on a walk for the Village Market. Lo and behold, God gave me a sign saying, "If you buy those cigarettes, you will make a little girl cry."

THERE WAS A GIRL SCOUT COOKIE BOOTH right in front of the village market. The cookies cost $4 a box. With their awkward, toothy-yet-toothless little smiles and their corny-as-shit vests, these little girls stole my heart. "I was that bucktoothed little bitch behind a table once, too."

Needless to say, I am now the proud, nicotineless owner of a box of Do-Si-Dos.

my life is a big contradiction

I am trying to write a paper about why school and paper-writing are completely trite, unnecessary, and essentially cultural bullshit.

I believe that school and paper-writing are completely trite, unnecessary, and essentially cultural bullshit.

I cannot write this paper.
I "have to" write this paper.
Yeah the fuck right.
But you know I will too.

ALSO http://www.alternet.org/story/51316?comments=view&cID=649604&pID=648971
reminding us that mind-numbing mass education correlates to neither competence nor intelligence. It's all a sham. My critique of the article is that it places emphasis on careers and futures rather than overall life success, but I suppose in most people's eyes careers = success. I think overall, though, it makes a lot of strong points.

Another life irony: most of my homework [which I don't do] consists of reading scholarly articles and critiquing them. I also happen to think that this is more culturally spoon-fed educational whatnot, yet I did just that.

FUCK DA MAN.

dumb shit my creepy friend says to me #1

Today I noticed that 58% of my daily entertainment is derived from the stupid shit a certain boy constantly says to me. So I thinks to myself, "This shit is golden. I need to amass this somewhere on the internet and remember it always."

MEGA CREEPY THINGS SAID TO ME IN THE BEST WAY EVER:

1. "Y'know, California is the perfect state. There's the weather.....the skateboarding....the music scene.....you....."

2. "I smoked a joint in your honor today."
ME: "O rly?"
"I also smoked one for my dogs and one for my mom."
ME: "Oh. Cool. Why?"
"Cause lady, you've got a special place in my heart."

3. "I'm going to come to California and sleep in your bed."

4. "You're so mod. Like gnar mod. That's why I never talked to you, cause you had a shirt with a hot dog on it and that is mod as fuck."

5. so much more

I think, or so I thought,
but through thinking I brought
myself miserly misery and now I'm here.

I know, and it's so knew
I've never known that I knew
until the colors clammered clearly into my sounds
ALL CLEAR

clear is not a color
but it's always been my fave
neon tits and go-go girls
and raves and rants and raves
shallow graves
show me yours
i'll show you mine
but I don't knowwwwwwwww anything
a neat thing
that I know
is nothing
something
strange
IS ME

cartoon characters

Once there was a man and the man was in my head and he was from the third dimension, but not like the third dimension as in the dimension in which we live but the other third dimension like the one in the claymation movies but he wasn't made of clay he was made of nothing...well, something but the kind of something that isn't real but it's real as in i can see it and he's definitely not made of nothing. He is an indian chief of a nondescript tribe and he has feathers and is brownish red like most indians and he has a stern face and a body like that of a barbie...not anatomically of course, but rather as mobile as one, or even more mobile / flexible because he can be controlled like a puppet without strings by my mind and he is breakdancing. he is breakdancing on lettuce and the lettuce is spinning slowly, more slowly than his body when he rotates on his head like a screwdriver of some sort and i am moving him and you are moving him and we are all collectively moving him and it is like a cheap 90s video game but we are all enthralled he makes us scream i scream you scream louder because we are in control we made his universe and we can take it away whenever we want to but i don't want to but you do the screams are getting louder and all of a sudden we can't take it anymore and we STOP. and he fades into oblivion.


THIS IS GOD.

Then we see different caricatures of the same man. Mine looks like this:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/anela/955916330/