can't sleep. just got home from kimmo's. rrrrg. rape and pillage day was strange. like it was TOO normal, perhaps from the HUGE pink elephant joining us at the dinner table. my brother's creepy friend came over unannounced and i had to sit next to him. played trivial pursuit tgiving night and josh threw like 3 tantrums because he wasn't winning. i can't wait until he sees that video of his life once in the afterlife. to be all knowing is sometimes to know exactly what a tool you were being at each moment.
omg i want to serve bitch and animal mint juleps on a platter while naked and playing the drum on my own bodacious fat ass! BAM!
may your crotch never itch/and may you always be a bitch/may your memories be your stories and may you own what you know/may you ooooown what you know/it's yours mothafucka/may your blue collar turn silver in your sleep/may your metro card never run out/and may you always always go out to see the band when they play your favorite songs
ALL HAIL YE-ALL HAIL YE- ALL HAIL YE SPARKLY QUEEN!
may the city not degrade you/may she offer you community!
whoo!
ok so every time i search for red panty day information on the internet (wear red panties for reproductive rights) all i get are red panty sales and hilarious smut.
fat rights talk is so interesting. www.fatso.com is SUCH an interesting website.
mmmm thawing out getting sleepy. i went and saw "school of rock" with my mom. how much of a tool am i? a toolBOX pretty much. fuck you, it was fun. at the box office she asked for "two for schoohouse rock, please"
GOOP FOR ALL!
she also said that. then we cracked up laughing and peed our pants after getting in a fight. epic road trip ahoy. get dates ready
oh my GOD am i the worst student in the school? my teacher is going to KILL me. i don't FEEL like staying up all night, i'm too old. i'm too depressed to be that excited about my work. just have to learn to do more than amuse myself in the void. it's cool to amuse yourself in the void by reading about amusing yourself in the void, which is what i'm doing while rereading the dharma bums, which is even worse since i have read it at least 3 or 4 times already.
peace out
amuse amuse amuse
omg i have to write a song for the monologues. it has to rock. we have the band together. the member of VAGINASAURUS are:
jrusopolus-rhythm geetar and tambourine and backing vocals
annapatasaurus-drums
katiesookus-geetar, vocals, harmonica
marydactyl-weird poetic renderings of oven cleaner can instructions
ganja in excess ain't dangerous, so they say. the man says otherwise.
