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embraced by dead leaves.
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Friday, September 6th, 2002
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this journal has, as of today, become obsolete. http://www.livejournal.com/talkread.b guess what isn't happening again. that was reported to abuse@livejournal.com. that's all there is to do with this. i am going to talk to livejournal staff to see if they will switch my paid status to my new journal. it won't be hard to find. later, kiddies. this bitch is packin'. edit : if i haven't added you to my new one and you want me to, message me on aim : polly bromide - icq : 33627694 - msn : porphyria138@hotmail.com - yahoo! - cip473r . i probably wasn't sure if you wanted me to. |
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Thursday, September 5th, 2002
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so my dad has this car. it's a 1981 L-82 silver corvette with navy blue interior. automatic, for those of you wondering. and if you're going to start bitching about how it should only be a manual to be worth it, i'm going to find you and punch you. this car is beautiful, yup. he always said i could drive it, but i never did - i was always afraid of how it'd steer, how low it was to the ground, that i'd get in some inexplicable wreck - something like that. i've even stayed home from plans since he took the blazer unexpectedly and i wouldn't drive the 'vette to go to where he was to switch cars. this morning, my dad took the blazer to work. this morning, about five minutes ago, i finished my first drive in that corvette. and let me tell you, it was fucking beautiful to cruise around in that car listening to my new order CD. fucking beautiful. for some reason, the lake i live near never looked so inviting and calm. it even made the sun look shinier, by god. it handled wonderfully. i didn't ram the nose of the car into something even though i couldn't really see it. perfect parking job. perfect way to start the car. perfect way to start the day. and then i have a great weekend coming up - you cannot wipe the smile off of my face. i can't wait to tell my dad. he'll laugh at me, but in that cute, dad way. ...i guess i really wanted those cocoa puffs.
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Wednesday, September 4th, 2002
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http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?Vi ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH. i have TWENTY DOLLARS. anyone feeling generous enough to loan me SEVENTY? |
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so yeah, today i shopped. a lot. and yet i didn't buy much. funny how that works! i did in fact pick up space hawk for the intellivision even though i don't have one, though. $2 for the game in box with an intellivision promotion booklet thing in mint condition. screwed up! also picked up the smiths' strangeways, here we come on cassette and new order's republic on CD for $1 a piece. mmm, salvation army music. oh,  convoy - http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?Vimay have found a new writer for my site... maybe. i'm going to be cutting some people because i'm tired of the bullshit, though. no offense, still my friends, but arg. talked to joe a bit today but he still has no net connection so i'm stuck by myself on this. dammit! i don't want to redesign until we can do this in php and i'm not the php person, he is. crrrrapola. mitch is coming down to chicago on friday to look for jobs and stuff. it's gonna rock balls. might go see spike and mike's sick and twisted animation festival at the music box theatre's midnight showing. if he gets here early enough for it, anyways. if not i'll see if he wants to stop in with tugena13 on her show or something.and i sequined! yarrr. and got some makeup. still need a way to cover up my eyebrows better, not to mention loose translucent or pale powder, the right blush, a blush brush and a powder puff and blah blah. now i can make myself look like an even better columbia than i did last night, though. ( see?Collapse ) emily wanted me to show those pictures to midnightmadness so i figured that'd be the best way. :) went to the tux shop and asked them to try to order a flared tophat for me, so i should find out about that by friday. emily's working on the shorts and the jacket. i'm workin' real good on that bustier, dammit. heh. found (basically) the mules i need. working on that costume checklist, i am.oh, by the way, s'mores sticks at cinnabon suck ass. i'm glad they still think i'm a mall employee after a year of me not working at the mall. weeeha. cheap soda! and... uh... yeah, back to sewing those sequins. emily told me i'll be the best looking columbia we've ever had, and that made me smile. em's cool like that. |
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Tuesday, September 3rd, 2002
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so tonight i sequined. woo fucking hoo. then i practiced doing some of columbia's makeup. even more of a woo fucking hoo. then i listened to some x. then chris came over for a while and brought me the sourcebook for the batman tabletop rpg. i wasn't even aware of its existence, but now i own it so hey, whaaaatever. comes with the DC technical manual. ultimate nrrd books. today is thrift shopping and trying to get references to put on my stupid applications for stupid jobs because i need stupid stupid money. augh. also, my copy of fugazi's red medicine has disappeared. i still have the case, though. fark to that. have to write an update for cipater.net. have to sequin more. oh yeah, read about the new trend for summer that mitch and i plan on starting at nothing nice to say. it'll rule [ even if that nelly fucker started with the whole useless band-aid thing that annoys me almost as much if not moreso than those damn glasses ]. i. need. joe. back. online. and... yeah... that sure was a lot of me bitching! i'm gonna go watch the road to god knows where. mmm; nick cave. |
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Monday, September 2nd, 2002
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saturday afternoon me and my cat went out to tugena13 + squelch84's place. the three of us, along with rebecca and kit from our rocky horror cast got ready for the rehersal at david's place that night. got out there and... well... rehearsed. it was fun. got to hang out with midnightmadness, which doesn't happen often. i would also like to believe that it went rather well, especially seeing as i'm basically jumping into the part with no foresight, even if my eyes are wide open. ah well. getting that hat twirl down is a bitch, lemmetellya. after rehersal a bunch of us went out to clark's... ran into thewhiskeyjack, which ended up seemingly uncomfortable. while i'm busy with the user codes, i saw sixtwentysix and christiana earlier in the night, which rocked my socks off because i haven't seen them since the meetup... weeha. oh the things we spoke of in the street. oh the things we saw in people's apartment windows [ some guy with a blow-up doll? uh, okay. ].went back to the apartment after we paid at clark's. emily and i rehearsed some more... went through some scenes with the zoom up on that dvd, not to mention the frame-by-frame to get some shots of columbia's costume pieces. bleeeah! stopped over at vinzoid's place for a while. sunday : forceofnature got together with the rest of us and we went out to chris's parent's house and had our first "full" angelfuck practice. two original songs, two cover - mostly to get used to working with each other - it was fun. we rock balls. 'course, elizabeth didn't really know the lyrics to the two misfits songs we did... so she got to sing with me for those. weeeee. sure, ask the fiend in the band to teach it. wink wink nudge nudge or some junk.finished up, dropped elizabeth back off at her place, went out to the taste of polonia; a.k.a. the polish carnival in chicago. the gravitron, the tornado and the tilt-a-whirl were all to be had in their white-trash carny glory. have you ever been on the gravitron to skynard? well i sure as fuck have. the attendant at the tornado was like "MISFITS RULE" to chris, since he was wearing the fiend club shirt. creepy guy, but we were trying to scream at him while we were in midair to tell him our band's name. bahaha. afterwards we went and visited tim and pat for a while to drop off a tape, went back to the apartment, sequined more of the columbia bustier we're making, bla bla, i gathered my stuff and left. now i'm talking to mitch. life's not bad. back to the talking and the sequining. and the hat twirling. twirl, sequin, dance . . . |
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Saturday, August 31st, 2002
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got my mail up and working again, woo. watched the royal tenenbaums again. played bass. talked to mitch. sat around with canti_kun and played some super mario sunshine.going out to tugena13 + squelch84's place tomorrow to go through stuff for rocky horror, not to mention the practice later in the evening for the cast and band practice on sunday.for those of you who were interested : core is moving so he won't be online for a while which makes me wicked sad. i just hope everything goes well for him, though. now i just need reethaxor back online so we can work on the fucking website. switched servers! new FTP info! mysql database set up! blah blah! cgi! php! get back online!job applications must be turned in soon. i have a bunch. whee. here's hoping - i'll take 2 jobs if i can. |
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Thursday, August 29th, 2002
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my kitten was chewing on a LINTY RAISIN. also, i have no e-mail because my site has once again switched servers and i need to talk to reality about that.
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Wednesday, August 28th, 2002
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 i made that for turned2glass. like the subject says - don't ask why, just laugh. yes, that is a picture of jim adkins [ from jimmy eat world] vomiting on himself. it even has pink and green chunks! ooh.also, i drove out to the all-night thorton's gas station sorta near my house to pick up a little ice cream cookie sandwich thing and on the way back i saw a possum on the road. i nearly hit it, i screamed, i swerved left ever so slightly and with my videogame-built lightning reflexes and hand-eye coordination i drove right over it. good thing i drive a blazer. :x i actually screamed, though. it was so close and i didn't realize what it was 'til i drove over it. when i say over, i mean... over... not squished. it just went under the car. so weird. i'm very taken with thrice lately, by the by. dunno. ( patrick told me this earlier.Collapse ) need to talk to benn about the radio show. think i can afford getting to the city tomorrow night to rehearse with tugena13.have to figure out when i'm going to see vlvt. at the same time, i will have to write another article. have to talk to eriq. have to talk to asecondchapter.have to play more mario sunshine. apparently, i am about as good at it as i am at super monkey ball. i have a natural talent - for nerdiness. |
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Monday, August 26th, 2002
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articles were posted on : <a href="http://artfag.net" target="_blank"><b>artfag.net</b></a> and <a href="http://cipater.net' target="_blank"><b>cipater.net</b></a> go. read. have fun. I DO IT ALL FOR THE FANS. also, i am apparently ALL ABOUT the "a" moods today. |
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Sunday, August 25th, 2002
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anyone feel like purchasing crap? how about a leather choker? anyone? a badass tophat? i'd be less of a bitch for sequining this one... hooboy. ebay will be my downfall. |
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so i guess my weird obsession with columbia [ she's the one on the right side, for those of you in the dark ] from the rocky horror picture show is becoming strangely justified - because the way things are working out, if becky doesn't get in touch with the cast soon, i'll be doing the part of columbia for the fermi lab [ uh, well, if you're close to batavia, illinois, show up... o_o ] and music box theatre halloween rocky horror shows. pain in the butt part : i need to find the money to finish the costume. most of it shouldn't be too hard -
at least i have the time for this... of course, i have to learn all of her parts, too, but i have enough time and enough of a nonexistance of a life. yeup. anyone who wants to help me practice is MORE than welcome to come over and help. otherwise it's me and my dvd player going for broke. next saturday we have practice at david's place in chicago since his apt. apparently has a place in the basement big enough for us to practice. odd, but cool. 7 pm. i know i'll be there, natch. i need as much practice as possible. at least i'm not doing floorshow columbia. augh. so yeah. since i'm doing so much damn work for this [ not unwillingly, mind you ] you people owe it to me to show up if you can. ;) in fact, bring people. if we can sell out the music box theater, we might be able to stay there on a regular basis. and i miss performing, especially in somewhere as gorgeous as the music box [ it's the next best thing to the fine arts theater... *sob* ]. of course we can't be sure how regular of a basis regular is for the music box [ that could mean once a month ] - but hey, whatever works. and, on that note (the note on which i finish complaining and going on about costuming) - i finished gauging my right ear. so i go in for the lettering on my lower back tomorrow - when that's done i'll take pictures of both the piercing and the lettering. super duper. note : tugena13 - if i get the wig, which i should, you should probably let sarah use your wig for floorshow, since i don't think she has one. boop!note to those of you who don't know what the hell i'm talking about : i performed as magenta, the maid you can see in some of these pictures, for two years - a year with the pink invaders and for a while with midnight madness. i am taking on a new character. it's weird. but i like it. superplusplus. i'm gonna go write some songs now or something. i dunno. let's dance! |
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go there. vote megaman in the "Greatest Videogame Character of All Time" semifinals. SEPHIROTH SHOULD NOT BE BEATING MEGAMAN. THIS IS WRONG. I am greatly upset. Please make me feel better. This will take you but a second, even if you don't care. :( |
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Saturday, August 24th, 2002
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Friday, August 23rd, 2002
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i'm lonely and my house is empty. i'm writing basslines. i'm gonna snee... i just sneezed. i need to pick up my room. i think i will. i feel the compulsiveness kicking in. cleaning, article, design. basslines. anything to keep me occupied. |
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Thursday, August 22nd, 2002
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me and reethaxor went and got dinner at the house of kobe tonight because he's leaving for college like friday. that bastard, has an apt. down there and everything. but since he won $1000 in some essay thing i got him to buy me a cd. hahaha. thanks joe. :~D i'm going to miss that rat bastard. he'll miss my kitten. it all works out. last night i went over to e6's house and hung out with him and brandon... brought danzig over there and everyone had fun giving him attention and loving him to death. we all watched iron monkey and had pepperoni pizza and sat around and talked before we all crashed and just slept for a while. woke up the same way, talking and playing some games. had fun either way, though... good people to be around.spend a lot of time talking to gique and eriq lately. they're super. they make me smile. it's good stuff.everyone seems to be down lately, though. not that i blame anyone, there's a plethora of nasty shit out there lately. things just seem stagnant. i really wanna move, but i need the money to do that. my dad doesn't seem to thrilled about it either, but i guess i have to talk to him and explain to him that i really need something different. i'll save to do it if i have to, even if it leads to some shitty burger king job i think. ech. i'm just going to keep playing my bass and writing for now. those are keeping me sane. i need to draw some stuff up. monday i go in for more work on my tattoos. i need more of that, too. it helps. need some more ear piercings, too. need money, need job. blah fuckity. so the entry says. i want to be happy again. |
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Monday, August 19th, 2002
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so today i woke up, got ready, ditched the house and went over to tugena13 + squelch84's place so we could practice today. left their place, got some subway and drove out to chris's parents house since he keeps all of their equipment there. practice went really well - i think we sounded pretty super. we're still trying to think of a name. blah. and we didn't get to practice with elizabeth, the vocalist, because she was impossible to get a hold of. blah again. either way we ended up with 3 songs and 2 covers. afterwards we went back to their apartment and emily made hamburgers, hooray - sat around, talked and ate - then we left for the music box theater to go see the restored version of metropolis. fucking beautiful, lemmetellya - but the driving force behind seeng it was actually to check out the theater, since we'll be performing the rocky horror picture show there on halloween night [ so you chicago area bastards had better be going to see it...]. wanted to check out the layout and the size of their stage and stuff. it's so beautiful in there, though. day before reethaxor and i went out to play some dance dance revolution - of course, we got to see some guy doing 7 - 8 - 9 foot songs [ if you play the game you'll understand, if not, um... well... hard songs. really hard songs. ]. insane. beat countdown : vampires and dracula : resurrection. canti_kun beat the first of the two, actually. what i've actually been doing lately : i've been going insane because no matter how many people i'm around i feel so isolated. yeah, i know, i'm not the only one, blah blah fucking blah. i can do without the happy sappy "everything's gonna be okay" line. people that have someone to love / are loved by someone are so fucking lucky. of course, this also works on the theory that you miss it more once it's gone / you never realize how good you have it until you lose it. so if you're reading this and you have someone that makes you happy, don't be retarded and keep them around you. keep making them happy. don't do things to hurt them. don't be an idiot and pass them up for the next best thing. you're so fucking lucky. i envy you, whoever you are. |
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Saturday, August 17th, 2002
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 new : 0g lobe plug - bone star. that took me 1.5 days of tapering my ear and pushing the acrylic talon through after i took a shower. o u c h i e s. and now i have to spend some time on my right lobe so i can get the other plug in - arrrg. that's okay, i love it and i think it looks super. the next one will too! sorry about all the pictures, but hey, they're not big or anything. :x |
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Friday, August 16th, 2002
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 isn't that so super?fairly accurate i think... not only have i dressed up like someone from a SNK fighter, now i look like someone from one, too. tee-hee. gique made it. thank you sooooo much. :D supersupersuper.of course, not many people have seen those pictures, and that's for a fairly decent reason. mostly because i look like a retard. :D hoofay. also notice i once again have two new icons. i love donkey. weebl and bob have a new webpage. sexy. check it out. ( larger version of the sprite!Collapse ) |
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 clock tower 3 is being made for the playstation 2 and i didn't know about it. how did this happen? either way, i think i just wet myself. it even looks fucking sexy as hell. |
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Thursday, August 15th, 2002
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for those of you looking for a bit more of my writing, go back to drunkgamers.com and you can read my new guest appearance on the drunk tank - though i have a feeling this is going to become less of a "guest appearance" and more of a staple. hoofay. uh... hung out with jeff today. watched television. went to the arcade. played some CRAP-A-RIFFIC shooter called evil night - along with my staples, house of the dead 2, dance dance revolution and skee ball. um. played bass. surprise! or not. listened to the soundtrack to cool as ice that i found a cassette of at goodwill. wore my sonic the hedgehog shirt that just fits. watched more weebl and bob (there's a new episode up - riot). by the way, that guy from drowning pool [ the "let the bodies hit the floor" guys ] is dead. whoops. |
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Wednesday, August 14th, 2002
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haha, okay, i haven't posted a quiz in forever, but yeah. ( dyke? DYKE!Collapse ) anyways. yeah. did you know that green apples, peanut butter and rasins are the best food in the world (preferably green apples)? well now you do. i'm just going to write another article soon or something. |
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why am i such a fucking flavor of the minute? i'm so sick of myself. it's disgusting. feh. otherwise, pie. |
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Sunday, August 11th, 2002
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so yeah, i didn't get to go to the elvira premiere... poopy. oh well. i'll make sure i see the movie either way, premiere or not. what i did do this morning, though, is i drove out to mcdonald's and got myself a sausage biscuit [ with bacon on it, which severely confused the lady ]. also, hash brown + orange juice. i proceeded to sit down, eat and play until the 25th level or so of dig-dug on my GBA. [ yeah, convoy, i still have your namco game... whoops! but it's so good! i have the DC version... but you can't take a DC everywhere. :/ ].it's nice to sit around and play games for breakfast, yes sir. oh, um, if you go to drunkgamers.com and look at "the drunk tank," they had me guest on their site and answer questions and stuff. if you're looking for me on messageboards [ why god why? ] i basically only post on that one now. weeha. i think i'm going to go play some games now. oh, if you're looking for a good movie, watch memento mori. or, alternatively, if you can't find a copy, come over. i have it. i also have the widescreen lord of the rings, bichunmoo, audition, ichi the killer and the city of lost souls. hooray for movies! i'm going to see if i can buy some 2g plugs or tunnels today or something. right now my lobes have started eating my 4g's again, which means they're stretching. whoops! silly elastic earlobes. |
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Saturday, August 10th, 2002
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the vandals basslines are very hard for me to play. but i figured this one out all by myself. and... i'm just a little slow... hooray! later tonight i should be going to see the elvira movie premiere in chicago at the century theater. also, cheese doodles. |
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YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND HOW COOL I AM RIGHT NOW. okay. pandrax sent me this WEIRD song that i've sent to a few people... some sort of russian children's song tentatively titled "Winnie Pooh."yeah, well. my friend jeff kelly came over after he got off work at the radio station tonight and we were watching please don't hurt 'em, hammer - you know, m.c. hammer's movie - and eating macaroni and cheese and i was giving him his DBX [Dave Brockie Experience] CD back since i've had it for months - and he whips out this weird russian CD that he brought back from the radio station [ a metal station called rebel radio, mind you ] with the rugrats on it and some weird russian writing. and i was going through some of the tracks and thinking they sounded similar. it's actually track 33. WHAT THE FUCK? i will put this song up for download soon. OH YES. |
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Thursday, August 8th, 2002
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 hey, guess what? i survived.cities i went [ incomplete list, if i forget something let me know ] :
people i met [ according to livejournal ] : people i hung out with :
 so yeah. i had a wonderful time in san diego [ though i'm not sure whether i spent more time there or in el cajon, oh well ]. i loved turned2glass before, but now she's a real person to me and it's two [billion] times the fun. and reality is mad; absolutely mad. but it's in the most lovely way, i promise.i loved my time there so much that if my seattle job thingie doesn't work out [ where did jeffery go? augh! haven't seen him online since way before i left for san diego! ] that i'm seriously considering moving in with turned2glass. strange, innit?so okay. i got to san diego on preview night, being a special night for exhibitors and professionals [and preregs? i forget.] to scope out the convention for a few hours before it actually opened to the public. that'd be the night i picked up audition, the city of lost souls and memento mori, along with some comics from slave labor graphics [ notably, punch + judy and issue #2 of nightmares + fairy tales ]. saw bryan o'malley and the rest of my friends at oni press. talked to many people at many companies that we knew people at, for example, bandai. walked a lot. saw strangely horrific things and mostly strangely horrific action figures that screamed BUY ME until i realized they were $300 for a set. went back to the hotel, had garlic + cheese pizza, turned2glass came over and picked me up and off we went - to a whole lot of nowhere. haha. we ended up driving all over san diego for no real reason whatsoever [okay, well, we were actually trying to find the greyhound station we had to pick reality up at the next day and eating at a denny's - try the green sundae mint thing, it's yummy and a half] and finding a street that had a dropoff that was near cliff status on B street around the 2400 block. i grabbed her cellphone and started calling people that were stored on it - the one i actually got a hold of, though, was her friend steve [ who is in the band black market hearts, woowee!] - and we decided to meet him up at the silver dragon, a little sort of punky dive bar. they had the shittiest pool table ever, even if it was purple with a leapord print trim. it was all warped and tilted and screwed me up to high hell so i looked like a dickface [not that i don't anyways]. we ended up staying up most of the night [and reviewing porno mags at a porn shop chain called f street - haha, go us], and i ended up showering back at my hotel and realizing that my foot hurt to high hell before the convention so i ditched that day and opted to sleep. wooha.the days after this are getting sort of jumbled in my head, so oh well. day two : woke up whenever, plugged in the stupid phone because it had been unplugged for the laptop, called turned2glass up and she zoomed over to get me so we could pick up reality. to kill the time until then we went to the... something or other shopping center that's based off of m.c. escher designs - and it's done so well that you CAN'T GET OUT OF THE GODDAMN PLACE. ahah. we got lost trying to get out of an open air mall. go us! went to pick up reality, wandered, met up with and heather's friend michelle at this bar/restauraunt called lips which happened to have transvestite waitresses / performances throughout the night. and if you go to san diego, i highly suggest it - a little more expensive than normal, but damn was that food good. and... um... i think this is the night we called up seth and had him meet us at some funky cafe to pick him up to go to the supposedly haunted house + cemetary somewhere. i don't know. it was nice to walk around, though. and seth was pretty cool. he had a super trucker hat. and we... uh... went to heather's and sat and stuff and here's where it gets blurry. i don't really remember. oh well. eventually i fell alseep, i can tell you that much.( now is where i keep talking for a long time.Collapse ) |
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beyond the lonely.
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predatory.
cheerful.
pissed off.
dorky.
hyper.
weird.
melancholy.
anxious.
okay.
listless.
sleepy.