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28/06/2005
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Author: porcupine@pettingzoo (5:11 pm)
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so how about it huh? *insert journal entry* |
27/06/2005
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Author: xandra (1:02 pm)
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And the livin's easy ... actually the livin's sorta uncomfortable for most on account of the hotness ... heh. Oh, and the wildfires. Arizona is aflame and the rural areas are to blame for the dwindling water table ... something like 200,000 homes are set to be sold in the "backcountry" with no water. Buyers will have to haul water, or drill their own wells, which costs loads. Sprawling growth all over will be the death of the water table in this state. In Phoenix, in the middle of all this development you will come across 2 or even 3 acres of land that is just sitting there unused. And when it does finally get put to use, it's for a starbucks or a strip mall. Good times are had by all. Back to the fire ... we had some wicked lightning storms last week that started many blazes. The Sonoran desert is not "suited for fire", and the non-native plants are to blame. They're choking out the native plants and grasses and then drying out and when they burn they take the ecosystem with them. Phoenix is set to be a sand pit after a few more seasons of fire. Of course, now "officials" are backpedaling and trying to "fix" the stiuation .... blah ... let it burn. Fire's pretty. My neighbor is sitting in her front yard smoking ... the smoke comes right in through the cooler and the smell fills the house. My other neighbor was Febreezing his car the other night to the point that my house got Febreezed and I felt nauseated for the remainder of the evening. I absolutely LOVE cream cheese jalepeno poppers. And that's not pronounced how it looks. Starts with an "h" sound and the "n" sorta rolls. And the "g" in saguaro is a "w" sound. "Sawaro". Peace. |
27/06/2005
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Author: DeathofMan (3:01 am)
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I've never understood the idea of a journal. Is it a feeling that someone might actually care what goes on in our heads or just a way to release all of the mumbling of our brains thru a non-destuctive manor? Anyways, I'm just killing time figured this might put down fifteen minutes. Its going to be a hot one today. Temp was already at 111 degrees at 0900. By the time mail call comes around I'll be sweating out of every orifice my body has. The one shining light in the foreseeable is the thought of going home for a little while on leave. Going from unbearbly(sp?) hot and windy to the not so hot and windy in comparison of Texas will be a wonderful thing. Have to go with the cliche that will paraphrase cause I can't remember the real one, You don't know how important things are until they are no longer around. My friends, my family, my car, etc etc. Hell, I'll ever be seeing two of my favorite bands in concert. I'll be driving damn near to another end of country but Black Sabbath and Iron Maiden are worth subjects of a "Fear and Loathing" style roadtrip. I was told, When you go home you need to get your head straight. Oh my head will be straight as only those who love cannabanoids and are deprived of their medication no longer can be. A few words about Iraq: Shitty Place: Do whatever you can to stay away from this place. Go to Canada once the draft starts agian because it will loom its ugly head once more. The People: I have yet to met a haji that hasn't been nice to me. Of course, thats probably because I carry a M4 around all the time and they "know" that all Texans are all coldblooded killers. There are a few that are actually naturally friendly. Of course, I still have the indocrinted distrust of all brown skinned people but I try not to actually judge them until I get to know them. Heat: The rumors are true. Its hot as a motherfucker. Selah |
27/06/2005
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Author: Symbiotic_Nectar (1:41 am)
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Sleep deprivation is setting in I think. Its been about a 2 weeks now of only getting about 3 hours of sleep per day, didn’t really bother me much at first, but today, I’ve basically dragged my corpse through the day on sheer force of habit… and the bike ride home, up hill of course, was treacherous. And now I’m waiting. Been listening to the audio track from a Noam Chomsky lecture, I haven’t absorbed a single thing he’s said really. This is why I think the lack of sleep is beginning to mess with me. I put the visual track for the lecture on and still was unable to pay attention for long. I was trying to force myself to attention by reading his lips, but he sort of mumbles and doesn’t really move his lips in particularly expressive ways. Its b/c he talks with his hands more than his face. He fidgets a lot too. With his ear lobes in particular. I wish I could grasp what he is saying. Most annoying that is for me, when I know I’m in the presence of someone with something spectacular to put out, something really great, and that ill learn volumes from… but I’m just too inadequate to catch what it is. Hehe, stupid little monkey! Fought with my mum this afternoon, about money … Stinking fucking money. I was trying to compromise and resolve the issue which she has taken with my sister about the money, that’s basically my role as the middle child, to mediate and referee the 2 opposing sides… except mum doesn’t want to talk to my sister about it, she wants me to fix it all for her but to make sure its in her favor. Yeah, uhuh. Bottom line, my sister is breaking her lease on the house 2 months early. My mum wants her to continue to pay her bills and rent to the end of her lease, my sister dissagrees. There was a money gift recieved from my brother, o my sister thinks this relives her of having to pay since she would receive a share of that money if she still lived here. But mother thinks she is the only one entitled to it, no one else, she wants to use for her own personal shopping spree. Not so bad right, 2 bitterly selfish monkeys who won’t let go of the damned banana. I had no patience for her self inflicted disease just then, I told her to go fuck her self, if she didn’t want to co-operate then she couldn’t really expect my sister to either. She only has such financial problems b/c she cant control her spending and if she is so selfish to put her consumer behaviors before the well-being of her own children then she is not my "mother". Terrible of me. What sort of deluded fuck up tells their mother to fuck herself…? Except crackers like Eminem. She came after me with personal attacks of always harassing her for money and other such nonsense. Complete falsities and I’ve got no idea what gave her the impression that her children are nothing but leaches and only spend time with her to get her money. Ok sure, the 2 under 18 are basically financial leaches, and my sister is a resource whore who thinks the world only spins because she’s on it… but there are still 5 other kids who haven’t done a thing to impose on her in years… Part of me thinks she is really beginning to loose her marbles; part of me empathizes with her frustration which just seems to be taken out on all the wrong people and issues. Mostly, I just want her to be happy and stop trying to fill her voids with things like shoes and lipstick. Ive had Lamb (Angelica), Underworld (born slippy-nuxx remix), Aphex Twin (Pancake wizard) and a couple of pieces from the Reqiuem for a Dream sound track going.. and yeaaash, Im winding down on a calm note. The Nuxx remix always gives me the best buzz. Like when youre just slowly and smoothly slipping down after smoking weed and fucking all night... and everything is resonating at the same pulse as everything else and its all sorta foggy and soft around the edges and you feel "everything", even your partners breathing when maybe you arent even touching or near to eachother. (and that there is exactly why I dont use drugs... ) G'night all, sleep well. |
26/06/2005
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Author: porcupine@pettingzoo (1:19 pm)
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that all those doomsday predictions will not happen? like nuclear winter will not hit, and that global warming is actually just some neo liberal made up hokum? there wont be another world war, and that nuclear holocaust will never happen?aliens wont invade and the mole men will remain silent. what if the world supply of food never runs out and we never have to eat soylent green and that apes will never take over and that some horrible hanta virus type illness wont turn almost everyone into zombies or that tom and katies love is true and that the antichrist will not arise and that the japanese sun godess wont eat the world and that there is no god and so no end times and that bush is actually a really good president that avoided any conflict that might lead to millions of lives being lost in battle and that disease have pretty much been over played and that natural disasters will only take out a few thousand at most and no more and that tv watching and net sitting doesn't cause brain and nut cancer, and that nostradamus was a guy that sat too long in the sun and edgar caycee was just another run of the mill daughter fucker and that the womans movement will never lead gangs of women to attack and kill all men they see, and that we are alone and the truth is not out there, and that kennedy was shot by lee harvey and the moon landing was one of the greatest accomplishements of all human kind and that the moon wont explode raining millions of green ailens that eat umbrellas to come and attack and that babies will never become blood thirst creatures and that dinosaurs will never roam the world again, the rain forest will always be around and that we will never run out of water and never be forced to drink urine and watch VH1 specials about how britney spears and usher only drink the most expensive of urines, that of virgin cambodian priestess that live in the mountains and that kobe, oj, r kelly, young buck, michael, cassidy and puffy are all innocent and oprah will marry desmond and osama and atta and al-zarqawi are dead and pakistan is a bastion of truth and justice and that the whole sudan thing will blow over and that kurt russell will never be a bandit living on the island of california and that no massive earthquake will rock the united states and that the polar ice caps wont melt and that mount st helen wont blow again and that atlantis wont rise again because it never existed and that the big foot myths all across the world are debunked by agent dana scully and that there is no vampire or werewolfs and witches actually are borehouse wifes in the midwest and sandra bullock that fat fat fat ugly congenital heart defect BITCH and that kurt cobain did commit suicide and that he and cortney were a perfectly in love couple and that hitler is dead and that is his scull in the kremlin and that dogs wont attack their masters and killer bees will stay put and not attack and there wont be another LA riot or jam master j and the ark of the covenant is not a magical box of super powers but a holy relic in some hut in africa and that SUVs are not a form of support for terrorists and jesus does not drive a toyota and he does not body slam baseball owners and that his birth wasn't all that miracilous and he was a fat guy with a gland problem and judas is not in the seventh layer of hell and the world doesn't have four corners and unbabtized babies don't go to purgotory and there is no monster under your bed and that nsync will get back together and chinese democracy a la the original gnr lineup will come and it will be absolutely amazing and aliens don't gang probe people and nothing happened in tiannemen square and the 2000 election wasn;t stolen and phil collins will get back together with genisis and jennifer lopez is going to stay with that guy she is with forever and michael jackson is a perfectly normal man that has never done anything inapporpriate with children and his face is normally like that and police never frame people and the mod is gone and there will never be another summer of 69 and your dad is your real dad and not some summer break fling and that you can get pregnant from touching someones genitals and that jfk was completely faithful to his wife and the nation of islam never killed malcolm, he was killed in an accident and marthin luther king wasn't hunted by the cia and he just died of an accidental discharge and that mean mugging niggar on the corner is actually a really bbbaaddd guy and chinese are cheap and japanese people are super good at math and mexicans are really good cleaners and blacks are good at cotton pickin and indians are good at gas station and conveinent store operations and polish folks do smell russian women are hairy australian are all hot and everyone from LA is fake and plastic and canadians are slow and americans are commercial and that the US senate is out there for you and that haliburton never got those contracts because of dick and that jetsgo sincerely meant those apologies and honestly didn't know that it was going to go down that way and bre-x is blown out of proportion and that guy is dead when he fell out of that helicopter and lenin will never rise from the dead and nor will the soviet union and the koreas will unite and the south will rise again and usher in a new era of mint julip drinking southern comforts and tap water is as good as bottled water and the meat is safe to eat and you can run the tap while you brush your teeth and marilyn monroe died of suicide and that the russian royal family all died and there is no mysterious princess out there waiting for a talking bat to awaken her royal bloodline and the whole jesus blood line story is crap and the pyramid were built by man and chocolate bars and french fries do cause acne and you are a filthy pig and smoking is good for you and your dog did run away and not buried in the backyard and drugs are for losers and they never did do anything for anyone and tupac and biggie were killed by each others crew and c-murder did kill that guy and mike tyson is sane and you do need that shirt and snoop dogg did rape that girl and eminem is just filth and stevie wonder isn't blind and jazz does suck and with teeth was a work of genius and being gay is a choice and it is evil and there is a jewish conspiracy and it is a hard knock life and you pass away and that dream where that cat is nursing you to health is just a dream and nothing more and that the papacy have never commited evil and those priests never touched those boys and kissinger isn't a war crime monster and the UN is useless and we had to go to that war and that canadian beef is messed up and all those urban legends are true and freddy is going to come back and kill all yall suckers and the gas prices are not being changed by greedy evil corporations but due to actual conflicts, inflation and increase in buisness costs and paying a grand to fly to vancouver is fuckin reasonable and god doesn't watch you when you masturbate and there is a santa, tooth fairy, easter bunny, leprachuan and guy fox and the truth isn't important and it doesn't hurt and you do look fat in that dress and your ass is too big and that guy at the resturant isn't gay and no one has ever spit in anyones food and big buisness is out to eat the small guy alive and walmart is a great place to shop with great employee treatment rules and low low prices everyday and unions are bad and communism does work and magic doesn't and never has existed and there was a king arthur and a merlin and a guinevere and lancelot and a quest for the holy grail and calista flockheart and harrison ford make an amazing couple and that was the last star wars and it was the best and you did deserve a B on that report and the teacher was out to get you and floride in the water is used as mind control and nobody loves techno and marilyn manson did remove his ribs to suck himself off and guys never lie and girls never exagerate and reincarnation doesn't exist and nor do ghosts and tituba did sign her name in the devils book and winona rider is innocent... ever wonder? |
26/06/2005
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Author: Venus (3:30 am)
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Yeap, im having an absolute schoolgirl crisis right now. I havent been so worried about something so utterly stupid in years. Fuck me. Today i went to get a hair cut. And i hate they way my hair looks right now. Suddenly the guy that was cutting my hair decided to get creative... and removed almost ten inches of hair from my forhead in one single cut. I look like Moe from the Three Stooges. No kid. My bro suggested me to post a picture here to exile my 15 year old demons. I'll do so as soon as i can so you can get a giggle or two off it. Bah. *goes out and sets some cuter girls hair on fire* |
25/06/2005
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Author: Symbiotic_Nectar (11:42 pm)
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in other totally unrelated news, there has been sightings of shit blood and cum on the board. Together, when mixed in the proper dosages, they create a spectacular creature; please dont step on him, it could get messy. If you spot this man, feel free to probe him and smother him... in some kinda fluid or otherwise restrain him until further action can be taken. Thanks for watching, g'night |
22/06/2005
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Author: Symbiotic_Nectar (9:14 pm)
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One of my younger brothers moved to California to stay with our aunt. (She’s ridiculously loaded, real estate buff) He’s going be going to university in Cali, meanwhile my aunt will pay his bills and all that, provided he help her out with her 17 y/o daughter who just had her license taken away for drunk driving. A week after she first got her license. Duh. He’s barely been there for 2 weeks and already my aunt is making travel plans with him. She wants to take him on a tour of Europe. She wants her daughter to attend a particular school in France, so she expects to actually live there during that time. And my brother would be with them. (May I mention they don’t speak a single word of French between the three of them?) She has business in South America, (they also don’t speak a drip of Spanish) my brother would be accompanying her to those places. And they are talking about vacationing in Australia. (I hear Japanese is useful down under…) I’m so jealous of it. My brother hates traveling, he has no desire to see any other places, and he’s not the “adventurous” type. I used to have to bribe him just to get him to shop at a different market or visit a different part of the city. He sincerely has no desire to ever look beyond his own front yard. But he wont tell my aunt “no” and risk losing a very rich relative. He knows what she can do for him and he loves money so much. Both sides of my family are in the “rich” brackets, it’s just my actual family that hasn’t got the dough. But my aunt likes to get on my dads nerves and rub in the fact that he is totally incapable of supporting his own family. Not that he has any desire to do so… So from time to time she likes to dump lavish gifts on us, just to piss my dad off. Truth be told her gifts have never really been that lavish, but far more than my dad would ever bother to give us. She offered my brother and I a car just after we got our drivers licenses. My dad told us not to take it for no good reason so we knew he just felt inadequate about his big sister buying his kids their first car, not because he couldnt, but because he simply would not. (i would have paid for it myself if he had let me have me damned pay checks from work) It was a super beat up, Dodge Colt, was almost 20 years old when we got it. (the previous owner had shot herself in the back seat of the car, her father didn’t want it anymore so he gave it to my aunt) people were throwing their trash from lunch in the windows thinking it was a junked car… but it worked and we were so grateful for it. She also gave her trainers daughter a car as a gift too, a brand new VW Passat, and we both picked up our cars at the same time in the same place. It was a sort of shitty thing to do ya know. It was meant to hurt my dad, but we felt it to. Not that we cared, I mean fuck, we’ve spent that much of our lives begging for shit, what sense did it make to build a bit of pride right then? Plus we got a car out of it! Anyway so now this traveling thing, I think she’s just mixed up which one of us 2 it is that so desperately wants to tour the world. So as I was being told, I tried to put on smile, not make scene, I tried reallllllly hard to be a big girl about it. It is really cool and I’m happy my bro has this kind of an opportunity, I’m sure he will enjoy himself and it will be so exciting for him… It’s kind of like that scene in the original “little women” film, where their aunt takes the younger sister on a trip instead of Jo. I managed enough poise to finish the conversation and then I cried and cried. I’m such a baby sometimes. Particularly harsh that it should come around now when I’m finding myself getting further and further in debt as the government sucks the life outta me, and there’s my mother who is unable to control her spending or her health, and that in turn pushes off my plans, like AU and NZ, which have now been officially set back again to next year, 2 years after I originally planned to go. Even just to visit Europe which is far easier achieved, seems nearly impossible now…The harder I work to get out, the deeper I get stuck here. I know, I know, I will survive and it simply isn’t my time… its a bummer though. ![]() |
22/06/2005
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Author: ninedead (3:43 pm)
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im an asshole, im a douche bag, im tiresome, all things i know and have known for awhile yet these things seem to be the topic of discussion nowadays. i dont remember a time when these things wernt true, well about five years ago maybe i was quite the guy. before i spent my life in an internet message board. i miss that guy, the guy who didknt care about internet poeple, he used to post in nin.com and had a good time in there. unity was at one time a real fun place to go,, but then the personal attacks and everything, i hope that stupid moderator title is gone if its going to be fuel for the fire. i acted out of haste and maybe i shouldnt have closed those topics, but the first time it seemed as the right thing to do and i thought it was funny, the second time, i dont know why i closed it maybe i should have just made the topic a no reply topic which is wht i really wanted, i wasnt much on replies anyway, but it seems this topic was important and needed the response of the asses. i dont get a lot of joy out of anything anymore, cept for nin, seems like thats the only thing good right now in my life. my life is boring, im a boring person whats new. im planning on quiting my job in a couple days, ive had enough. i told my dad that im moving out of this house in november, im going to get me a n apartment somewhere not here. as long as im in this house im stuck in this house, i need the freedom of being out on my own, maybe i wil move to chicago or something, and maybe who knows whatever. im just tired of everything, maybe thats why im tiresome. |
21/06/2005
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Author: porcupine@pettingzoo (11:00 am)
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its just...why? so yeh you did and now i',m suppose to write in respnse? crickey i want to end this circle...and fuck its like you have to because i spent the whole fuckin summer with her...man i will tell you there was a moment that i wish to never remember and i will never be able to look at her again because well the whole unclean aspect comes into play...god damn what happened there? the stuff of law and order SVU i tells ya. so anyways i'm fucked and its pretty simply placed like that. no which was out of this its either this or a gang shoot out in compton sunday september 13 2003 rest in peace |
17/06/2005
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Author: xandra (7:57 pm)
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Mmmmm, cookies. So, the "advice" I've read online varies from site to site, so I figure 1-4 hours depending on potency. It was pretty potent ... smelled up the whole house (all 900 or so sq feet of it). Well, it's creeping up on an hour after first ingestion. Haven't smoked for 48 hours, so I expect a high high. Updates to follow ... Well, after 1 hour, I felt decidedly different. A sort of tingly sensation over my whole body. One half hour later I split another small cookie with my husband. 2 hours after first ingestion I was lying on the couch reading a book when I realized how very stoned I was. I had to get up and do stuff so I didn't freak out, so it was a spinny kind of high in the way that I was washing dishes, doing some light weight lifting, sweeping, cooking, etc. It almost felt like I'd had one to many rips off a bong, except it lasted around 6-7 hours. Overall, the most sustained, complete (meaning body as well as mind) high I've ever felt without all that pesky smoke. Grade A fantabulous. I don't know how this will affect how often I imbibe as it is such a thorough and intense feeling, I would only want to enjoy a cookie on my days off, when I know I won't have anything to do that I don't want to do and can enjoy the sensation. Apparently I make the best cookies my husband's ever had. And my baking prowess has earned me a trip to Phoenix where he says he'll buy me anything I want "within reason". lol I'm thinking a few movies ... maybe Kill Bill Vols. 1 & 2 and another one or two that aren't too pricey. I'm fairly easy to please. Peace. |
16/06/2005
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Author: porcupine@pettingzoo (7:21 pm)
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i bet i could kick his ass.... yeh who the fuck am i kidding? he'd P0/\/E me. you know whats nice? i don't anyways i felt this one was lacking. wow why am i even trying? i got nothing...except scabs. not scabies damnit! brilo pads work according to former maury povich guest. i will try it out |
15/06/2005
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Author: porcupine@pettingzoo (10:20 am)
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gawd my head hurts...damn you!! not really you is just a dawlin. (lets see how many w can show up in me words) you know what i would have loved to see...jay-z at the square. ah yeh that would have been nice i read jim giraffe...i'm done it...and i don't know what to make of it...its like most of written so that it seems like a hazy dream. i don't know what to make of it...i don't know if i want to read it again..send it to hell!! whoa i need to throw that bowl in the sink. grover is okay if anyone cares. aint too much i do know...oh shy! anyways i am gonna cut- |
14/06/2005
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Author: Symbiotic_Nectar (11:58 pm)
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What is with all these sponsored links poping up all over the board? Is this another hack? So I’ve been on a diet for the past 16 days. (why 16? I dunno, its long enough to say I tried but no long enough to expect results) Yesterday was the last day because I quite dislike dieting. It’s called the “Fuck It” diet. You can eat what you want, when you want, just don’t be a pig about it. (Worried about that salad dressing ruining all the progress you’ve made by cutting fat and calories down to celery and lettuce? Fuck it! Salad does taste better with something on it and everyone knows it!) The theory behind this is that a lot of people use food as comfort from stress or boredom etc. Dieting is like an emotional tearing apart because the comforting bagel is being taken away and replaced by vicious rice cakes. Eventually, you’ll find yourself binging on the things you are missing to a far greater degree of over-eating than if you had just allowed yourself to have some in the first place. Moderation being the key, which is something that people with eating problems generally don’t seem to grasp. (I think this can probably be summed up pretty well directly to “hoarder’s syndrome”….) I didn’t go into this expecting to lose weight. I have no problem with where I am at or what I eat, it was just for shits and giggles, maybe curiosity. (Some of you internet geeks are mad health nuts, thus I will not compare my physical health to yours but I humbly crawl and hope to lick your feet in gratitude.) But what do you know, 16 days later I’m down 4 lbs from the start date. I’ve been eating more junk lately than in months with no increase in exercise (actually about 8 hours less per week) so I’ve got no real explanation for this one… I just think the relation between depriving oneself of food only to turn around and stuff their face with the bad food and/or allowing oneself to have a bit of the "bad" food because it ain’t that bad… is brilliant. Especially they way it carries over into other topics and situations in everyday life…. |
13/06/2005
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Author: ninedead (6:04 pm)
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well, my grandpa quit smoking over 17 years ago cause he was told by a doctor that he needed to so he quit cold turkey, he was going through 3 cartons a week at the time. anyway, he quit cold turkey cause he cared about his family and wanted to be around for them. well in january he found out that he had three tumors in his lungs and his esophogus(sp) but he was told they wernt cancerous, so we all thought things were fine, but they wanted him to come back last week for more test. well anyway he was told he that the cancer was uncurable and they had known that back in january but didnt say anything. apparently the cancer he has has a 34% i year survival rate and it was found back in january so it looks as though he may only have a few months left. he starts chemo on wednesday, i was under the assumption that chemo was some kind of hopeful cure for cancer but i found out that i was wrong and its not, that it may add 7 weeks to a persons life, im going to do more research on that but thats as much as i know now. anyway my grandpa is probably the fitest person i know, a few years ago he was working in his garage when this machine he was working on fell on his foot, it had a screw on the bottom of it that went straight through his foot, anyway he picked it up off his foot and went in the house and wrapped it up, eventually going to bed with a hole in his foot, eventually he got blood poisoning and had to lose his foot because of this, but that didnt slow him down. he's 71 years old and could easily pass for 50, but know it seems as though his old habit which he quit for his family has come back to haunt him. this is the guy who was like my second father and i dont know how i will survive his death which maybe wont happen as its possible for cancer to go into submission or something but theres only a one percent chance of that happening. i havent let it get to me to much yet but i know if something happens i wont be the same. ive yet to really have to deal with death in my life, besides my greatgrandma who died a few months ago, but this is different im closer with my grandpa than anyone else, so i dont know how i will be able to deal with death. i know im talking to soon as things might get better as he is the strongest person i know and could be that one percent so im trying to think that way and im going to tryh and ocntinue thinking that way, but this is the waht if inside me. anyways, the thing that kills me is that i work at a place where i sell cigs to IDIOTS and its really driving me nuts, these people who come in and say "im going to die anyway" or these dumbass 18 year olds who smoke even knowing what we know now, they think its ok cause they are young and dont care about the future but when they do get older and have so much to live for but yet they have to die becuase they wanted to smoke then its not going to be only them who suffers. i dont know how much longer i can stand it, im really considering quiting my job cause i cant stand these IDIOTS anymore. i smoked i know, i was an IDIOT but i quit when i didnt have to and hopefully i didnt ruin my life so much that in 20 years im also dying from cancer. ive been eating healthier for the past couple months now and exercising more so hopefully i wont end up that way. i just cant stand it anymore, smokers think its ok, that they have the right to smoke, then i have the FUCKING pregnant woman coming in and buying cigs, who gives them the right? they shouldnt have the right to concieve, that child in their womb should not belong to them, when that child is born with defects or heart disease or asthma, the mother should be shot,. people care only about themselves anymore and it makes me sick. "i have the right to smoke, its my right" fuck you. i really hate this world and wish it would end. |
12/06/2005
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Author: Analys (6:21 pm)
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Well, there' s my stop. It's been a kinky pleasure, to be sure. I left the keys on the counter, don't wait up. |
12/06/2005
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Author: porcupine@pettingzoo (11:28 am)
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its really kinda shitty to begin with...like they haven't played that song for an awful long time...but old fingers remember. chris wont sing it...and damn he shouldn't. replace it all with just instrumental. i morned like a fucker when they broke up. fuckin shroud and isolation...couldn't listen to them for so long. hell their last bit sounded so like the last threads to snap till a break out. then it took a few years and i slid back...was able to look at their ashes and say "yeh this is actually good...i really like the part with the african singers." yeh but alas and alack i am without their work and i am lesser for it. or i am just a really sad fan that needs to stop. so kates asked me what kind of music would i make if i was talented. i actual knew too. i'd be a mix of the subtle homoerotic underpinnings of a morrissey with the fanatical depression of a cure song. throw in some southern smoke and you got yourself music not worth killing baby chickens too. and paco would work for those american dollars. italy is allowing anyone with direct italian heritage hold office and vote in their elections. that is just a big mess. sticky icky international mess |
12/06/2005
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Author: ninedead (7:32 am)
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had a horrible night depression can truely be a bitch on the rag to me. i wish there was a magical drug for me to take on nights like that or days also. |
11/06/2005
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Author: xandra (2:08 pm)
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I was looking back on my journals too find the date of the entry where I shared I had quit smoking, and it's been one month exactly. I put down my last cigarette the night of May 10th, and began a new day on the 11th, smoke free. So ... bully for me, yeah? ha! Sometimes I still want a cigarette real bad. Like when I'm at the Drift Inn, drinking beer and playing pool, I want one REAL bad, so I stopped going in there. Maybe in 6 months or a year I'll be able to go hang out in the bar with my friends and not feel a crippling urge to smoke. Deeply ingrained that particular behavior.It all started with those "candy" cigarettes. Only something like twenty five cents for a "pack" of twenty. Me and my cousin LOVED those things. I think the whole thing was bubble gum wrapped in hard candy ... Nostalgia is forbidden!! I'd be more apathetic if I weren't so lethargic. Peace. |
11/06/2005
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Author: Symbiotic_Nectar (3:03 am)
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Can you show me dear, something I’ve never seen? Something infinitely interesting?” Im kinda digging incubus right now.. never liked 'em much before. While dissecting dreams with one of the guys at work - we talk about dreams a lot at work- we were on about recurring dreams, but I couldn’t recall a specific one- which we thought was odd cus I’m usually super keen on those things. So anyway, last night I had one of my lovely recurring dreams. I haven’t dreamed this one in a few years, but have been dreaming it since I was like 11 or so. It was erm….“interesting” to have it again, though I’m no closer to finding meaning in it now than ever before. Except maybe “psychotic” ….. I crawl out from a cellar or something inside a log cabin/building, I may have been hiding, it’s a mess, like the place has been hit by a bomb. I don’t know where I am, sort of dazed and confused at first, not from there, maybe shouldn’t even be there, its like a 1700’s Russian village. There’s no noise except a dog barking, a strong wind blowing through, something falling and crashing. Walking out of the cabin, I’m thinking that this whole village has been massacred, gripped by a panicky feeling to get out there and help anyone that may still be alive. I’m bare foot and it is freakishly cold, everything is covered in snow and ice. The smell of the air is so strong, like burning, rotting flesh mixed with boiling tar and whatever slop people have found to eat. Putrid and disgusting. A couple of old ladies stop rummaging through debris to stare at me. 2 kids, boy and girl, they looked exactly the same, come running past me chasing a dog, they stop a few feet away staring, some other stragglers come out to stare. Everyone is old or sick or wounded or somehow maimed and defective. Nobody speaks which is alright because I know we don’t speak the same language anyway. I’m sort of wary about these people because they look like they want to disassemble me and reattach me to fit their own missing bits and pieces, but if I take a weapon, they will find me threatening and run a higher risk of being attacked, though they do seem too tired to bother. So I just mind my business and walk on. 3 soldiers in blue jackets come riding horses, almost right over me, the “leader” says something to me, except I’m not sure he actually said anything because I only think I hear him long after he’s left and his mouth never really moves. But it usually makes me feel rather unwelcome… and continue on. People are piling their dead in the streets. There’s an arm sticking out from a pile of bodies with some sort of grayish marking on the forearm (like a tattoo from a Nazi camp), I think I recognize it and become quite desperate and hysterical pulling this body out of the pile. It finally comes loose but the marking on the arm is gone and I don’t recognize him exactly, I know the body but there are things missing like scars and freckles. Maybe I pulled out the wrong one, but he is dying… drag him along to find help. He’s quite heavy for me, I lay him down, then someone hands me an axe, a rusty, dull axe with a loose head, and for no reason at all I start hacking up the guy’s body. I feel nothing about it at first; it’s just something that has to be done. He barely puts up a struggle and eventually he is dead. For whatever reason, I’m suddenly extremely angry, filled with this fierce rage, I have no idea what causes it, I keep hacking away, pounding his flesh into a pulp screaming these terrible animalistic, guttural noises. Seriously a mad rage.. With no logical explanation. After awhile I don’t feel anything at all, but I keep pounding this flesh into nothing… a dog runs by, some misshapen people stare and whisper but just as soon forget what they’ve seen. I drop the axe and grab a handful of the minced flesh, squeezing it in my fist, oozing through my fingers. It kind of makes me feel sick, gag a bit, ask myself why I did that but cant think of an explanation except that I feel somewhat satisfied over having done it. And I wake up. I have no idea what the point of it is. Its not a nightmare, its not a pleasent dream exactly.. its not tooooo bizzare.. but not normal enough to make any sence. The fact that i keep having it says theres gotta be something to it... i just dunno... |






… Stinking fucking money. I was trying to compromise and resolve the issue which she has taken with my sister about the money, that’s basically my role as the middle child, to mediate and referee the 2 opposing sides… except mum doesn’t want to talk to my sister about it, she wants me to fix it all for her but to make sure its in her favor. Yeah, uhuh.



