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08.06.02 * 9:05 p.m. *the sound of music, i hope every actor in that film is impaled on a red hot poker and left out on the highway as an example to possible dissidents.

things i want to remember:

i smoked pot with chase foster and julie ruth. chase foster grabbed me from behind to keep me from falling off a log. i fell anyway. he had a boner. we went to his basement, which was outfitted with more expensive things than i have ever seen. there were 2 leather couches and a climate-controlled wine cooler, and a biblical video game.

i went shopping with julie. we went to Adam and Eve, formerly Night Dreams. Morgan Garcia from enloe works there now. we went into the cellar, it was weird having her demonstrate the capabilities of the many elaborate sex toys. dude, i know what to save my pizza tips for NOW. by the end of the summer, i should be able to afford the exciting-looking "jaguar" model. I bought $1 sample of nympho's delight, and it was totally worth it.

so i like my job. it's hectic which i like, and it's fun to be yelled at and not have it mean anything, like in the italian sense. i enjoy delivering pizza. last night there was a big rush and the kitchen was backed up, so i had to make some pizzas, which means i had to dig my hand deeply into partially-frozen bloody ground meat. THAT was interesting, i was expecting to be nauseated but was fine. maybe it was the rush, confusion and pressure all around, so maybe that's what it's like to kill someone during a war. so yeah, now that i've done that, i could commit murder pretty coolly i think, it's the same thing. i mean, i plunged and dug my hand through dead cow flesh, and the blood got all under my fingernails. so i think i could even dispose of the body. don't piss me off, you don't know what i'm capable of. that reminds me, the grandma that runs the front, josie--she's a badass. she's like 70, she'll fuck you up, i'm tellin you.

i went to summer's last night in gboro after work for her birthday. arrived at 2AM, went to sleep. the human contact, it was nice. her dress...i made the hips too narrow, so i need to let those out a bit. dopey. i forgot her birthday joint. that's ok, i don't know how she would react anyway. she asked me apprehensively if i was excited about the trip. it really annoys me when she asks, of COURSE i am excited. i'm just a little pissed that i can't go for longer because we have to wait for her to finish summer school. so, i know there's no other way, but i'm trapped, wrapped around her schedule as usual. so it's annoying although there's not anything we can do about it anyway, so maybe by writing about it i can get over this, eh? eh.

i am in the mood to watch hedwig and the angry inch, i think just so i can sing along to it. there's one quality musical. fuck the sound of music, i hope every actor in that film is impaled on a red hot poker and left out on the highway as an example to possible dissidents.

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