waiting for lunch.
got cravings for one of those philly cheese steaks at variety cafe 48th btwn 5th/6th....mmmmm.

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without tubes in his ass, so far.

Well I wasn,t going to mention this but with all this talk about tubes up your ass,my husband is schedualed for a colonoscopy on the 14th of this month.I,m really worried,he has had fissures and had his ass operated on twice.Now his doctor mentioned bowell disease.Does the torture never stop?My nerves are shot.

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I just finished my
Numerical Methods
(Numerical Analysis) final. I am a senior. I believe I passed. One step closer to graduation. Hot shit fuckin damn ass lick.

Too bad my senior seminar fucker teacher is threatening to fail me if my project isn't up to his standards... Fucker!!! Burn a body in effigy for that guy! He was taught by Donald Knuth but that doesn't give him a right to use his powers for evil!!

I'm listening to the Coldcut Timber CD5. Track 2. Bassline is hott love.

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praying for a healthy ass

remembering the working stint she did for gastroenterologist upteen years ago.

Keep that colon clean and unblocked! Personally, I recommend an herbal cleanse two to three times a year.

I remember that old, old lady who wouldn't have surgery for blocked bowel because "no body was going to cut her" well...POP went the weasle and the old dame died, the doc said it was a real mess. Fecal matter all over her innards.

As unpleasant as a flex sig/colonoscopy is, go in drunk if you must if that's what'll get you through it and reform from then on if it's not too late. Yucky little holes ohterwise known as ulcers in your tubes make a person a mite difficult to live with. Take care of yourselves y'all. Don't give some medical assistant the satisfaction of looking at your pictures and waving them to the other staff and nurses saying "Ewww! Look at this nasty!"

Just Got on Line. Waiting
for all of you to send me
an EMAIL. Make my AOL Mail Flag POP-UP. Thanks
Robert Ray
214-275-4206

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just talked to chordata. she's still loving life in SF and working hard. she told me to send her hot mamma love to y'all.

Reading My EMAIL. Did I
Receive Mail from YOU yet?. Send some now
Robert Ray
214-275-4206

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wondering if there's some sort of ass-bypass procedure available...

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Keep me Posted!! Need
email. Im reading some
of yours now !!
Robert Ray
214-275-4206

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sniffing. flu sucks.

I am making tentative plans to fly to the US in October.

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Its me again. Still waiting for all those emails from Worldwide.!!
Send me an email now and tell me where your from?
Robert Ray
214-275-4206

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getting sick of robert ray


final review in 1 week
very last studio of all time

stress

no sleep

drinking a beer. having a headache.

wandered around the village tonight, eating double pepperoni pizza slices here and there.

monday nights are my favorite nights for wandering around new york. on monday's the bars and clubs are less likely to have rock bands inside playing so goddam loud you can't even think.

getting a little sick of the Robert Ray Show.

going to take a shower.

http://www.sorabji.com/

knows some obnoxious dickheads in med school who love meeting for dinner with us just to have a gross-out story competition.

Gave myself a bad haircut this morning, but fuckit. whatever, it'll grow back eventually. Was getting a little vain about my hair anyways.

don't email me

happy maydaytell me about it.

fuck. that didn't work. anyhow, come look at the mayday pictures.
http://www.torturechamber.com/agatha/mayday2000.html

then, tell me something. i'm testing.
http://www.torturechamber.com/agatha/bloggertell.html

It's Tuesday May 2. Im
reading my EMAIL again.
Did u send me ONE ? Thanks for all the email
Robert Ray
214-275-4206

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wondering how much email Robert Ray is getting as a result of all the junk mail subscriptions I signed him up for.

Loving the tv ad for "priceline.com" with Captain Kirk as the leather jacketed Convoy for Age of Aquarius.

I tried to call Robert Ray and ask him why he thinks we would want to e-mail him,but the phone just rang and rang.His parents must have been at work and he was in school I imagine.But hey,that just reminded me about the asian stud,my husband has to work till 6:30 p.m. he probably won,t get home till after 7,so should have time to get ahold of him after he gets off work at the carwash.

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May Day in Hawaii is Lei Day. everyone walks around wearing beautiful ornate leis and we all smell really flowery and tropical and it rocks.

relaxing-hard day at work today.

We finally got to burn off my site. Took all day. We had to get rid of all these fallen trees and scattered branches plus invasive undregrowth there. It was amazing how intense that fire was. One tree must have been rotting a bit inside, as it caught fire inside and burned itself hollow, until it snapped at the base and fell. That was pretty cool to watch. Then I stepped near hot coals for too long and gave myself a minor burn on my foot.

And one of the forestry guys threw a dead cat at me.

Then the doctor called, and said that nothing showed up on the ultrasound, that if I wanted to I could go talk to the surgeon. But he said that I don't have to, unless the aches turn into pain or keep me from doing my normal deal.

gonna eat some food soon.

stressed. first volunteer showed up, and site still isn't ready for mapping. I have to learn how to use the Surfer6 mpa program and how to get the GPS unit to record in XYZ coordinates, plus type up a release form for volunteers (half-done) and get my report all set to be made into a pagemaker document, and write my presentation for Thursday and make up a poster and powerpoint presentation for the Armed Forces Day presentation and deal with the Ho-Chunk and god knows what other crap is going to be dumped on my shoulders...
I need a vacation bad, and there's no way I'll be able to get away for more than a weekend for the next 4 or 5 months.

Arrgh.

VIRUS ALERT !!!!!!

There is a very nasty virus out there today. It comes in an email with the heading 'I LOVE YOU'. It attacks Microsoft's Outlook primarily. ..... even if you don't use Outlook don't open it as it will infect your computer.

It is more serious than Melissa...it is being dubbed the LOVE LETTER virus or 'The Killer from Manila'.

This has been a public service announcement.

Lucy's daughter has been brooding for eighteen days. I don't know how many eggs she has, because she seems never to get off the
nest when I'm here to watch. The others guard her by faux-flying at me whenever I sit on the ground to look at her through the Dogloo
opening. She hisses and postures, but will accept lettuce leaves if I toss them gently. Today I went to check on her and the nest was
empty. The others had already done their aggressive thing, and she was under the cherry tree, which somehow got fertilized this year
(we don't have a mate for it) and is bearing little fruits, watching me. I barely got my hand in to count them by feel, when she screamed
and grabbed the back of my calf, bit through the jeans, and flailed me with both wings. I screamed I'm Sorry! and rolled away, right into
the half circle of her guardians. I still don't know how many eggs are in her nest. It's a communal nest anyway, and I don't know how they
decided who would brood. She is a medium sized Lucy baby, looks like Gandini rather than Leander, and I don't know who she mated
with, except that there were at least three. Geese may very well mate for life, but they fuck freely.

The mountain is blooming, filled with new life, off limits to the UPS person, whom The Bad Lois and I are forming an alliance to bring
down. Fast Eddie, who drives too fast, wears shorts all winter as a statement, has to be dug out of the snow every year, and flipped his
delivery truck on Dogtown Road three years ago resulting in a head injury that left him even more impaired than before, has said he will
not come onto our road. He says it endangers him and his truck. We say, that's your job, Eddie. Otherwise, we have make a twenty
mile, one hour round trip to pick up the parcels where you left them at the village general store. It is why we paid UPS all that $$$, so they
would have our stuff delivered to our homes. It is the fundamental premise of UPS--deliver people's stuff. TBL is threatening civil
litigation, based on that Domino Pizza risk-aversion thing a few years ago; I am thinking Fast Eddie has a good reason to feel threatened
if he should ever come up here. BUT THAT'S HIS JOB. We already know that if you complain to the main office about Eddie, your next
parcel will mysteriously fall off the back of the truck, and be run over, or go to New Hampshire before it gets to the nearest drop off place.
"Drop ship" has a special meaning up here. UPS horror stories are being documented for evidence in the impending class action suit.

I have enough to endure with the daily contretemps down at the plant. Now I have used my precious day off vainly railing against the
oligarchs when all I wanted is a couple of t-shirts brought to my door.

next day: TBL has called Channel 3, The Bee, and County Public Works Department, all the neighbors to whom she is speaking (two). Fast Eddie will be lunch meat when we finish with him.

I went to class today, for the sake of making peace with my editor. If any of it works, they will send me to charm school next.

May the 4th be with you.

My dog is sleeping on the sofa... I am on the computer... Music on the radio...
I'm not
Not smoking pot.

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sittin' around smokin' a bud..

I thought you were supposed to drink those...
Hmm.

Thinking about how I should go about trying to convince a programmer that his bug is not a feature.

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picking my nose...

i know there is something up there.

c'mere you little fucker.

oh and listening to St. Etienne, how delightful

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back from Mother's Day shopping. i stink. those little frangrance testers are dangerous.

happy cinco de mayo, everybody.

fornicating with the devil

mad crazy cosmic alignment?

damn straight.

believe, muhfucka.

this

is

the

summer

of

swine

.

Shit.

I forgot all about Mothers' Day. (Mother's Day?)

And I'm going home today, too. What am I going to tell my mommy?

Maybe I can make her some cookies tomorrow. Yeah. Cookies.

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mother's day is next weekend, rhiannon.

i am drinking coffee again, and now i'm going to go to the bathroom.

watch out for those horny protruberances

thinking i wrote a song about that agatha.

got back last night from guerrilla COM. i got to sit by this skinny little freak who has obviously spent so much time with himself that he does not realize the impacts of his annoying little habits (or lack of higknee higene ighela.,)

i was having a lot of trouble with this group of people who can go through a 12 hour computer class and then talk about computers at the bar.

freaks sipping purple hooters out of martini glasses and talking about all the faggots in LA.

hello.

we're going to drag you out by the pool and show you where you've err'd.

NO. !S_OK. return E_IKICKYOURASSNOW;

it's warped me. luckily i found normal people from other countries to talk metaphysics and mythology over vodka and giant beers.

no one died.

i didn't get to meet patrick.

but i did talk to him on the phone.

he sounds like a punkass kid.

are you a punkass kid, patrick?

are you?

pUnk->QueryInterface(...


i need to be shot.


i need a shot.

Thinking that people who live in remote areas that become snowbound in winter shdn't order stuff from UPS. IF my truck got stuck in the snow every winter/I wdn't deliver pkgs. to that hse. either!

Thinking Sheila shd switch to FedEx. They charge thru the nose/but they'll send a damn 'copter to hover over yr hse. & drop off yr pkgs. if necessary.

Thinking maybe if Sheila gives Eddie a little sumphin-sumphin he'll think it'w worth driving out to yr hse. the next tiem you have a pkg. ;)

Looking forward to photos of new ducklings.

Hey Robert Ray..saw your
posting..Sent you some
EMAIL.. JUNK mail..
Hope you like it

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I'm thanking God for Agatha.




You know what I did last night by accident? I put my clock an hour ahead. All day, I swear to God, I was wondering why everyone's clock was wrong. Since when is my ego so big that I assume everyone's wrong but me?

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listening to the PE. Very good. I like legitimately angry music.

Went and saw my friend Justin play in Stevens Point Friday. Nice little bar, only a handful of people there, which is a shame.
The bartender was a neo-hippie, but a great bartender in that she actually seemed to like talking to the customers. I had to leave after Justin's first set, though. There was this freak that would not leave me alone. This pudgy balding guy with a Harley-Davidson tank top kept bugging me about where i lived, what he did for a living, how he had a Ph.D in Philosophy (and confided that he was more interested in the religious aspects of it). He gave me his card, which indicated he was a satellite and antenna repairman, and sure enough, he had a little Ph.D after his name. Incredibly pathetic.

Later I figured out he was hitting on me. If I was the most horny homosexual in he universe, I would not touch this guy with a ten foot pole.

The next day I went and saw Gladiator with my brother. The movie theater sucked big time, but the movie was pretty good. No previews, which was a disappointment.

i went home and ate at the rib joint in LaCrosse, noting that there were a larger than average number of morbidly obese people present than you see at, say, Subway.

I have this thing lately, that when I pass roadkill, I have to say "poor Critter". I don't know why, but I have to do it, or at least think it. I probably say it every day I drive somewhere. Yesterday, i must've uttered those words 40 times.

lately I've been wondering if it would be sort of a vacation if I had a nervous breakdown and got to stay in an institution for a while.
I decided that it would only be good if I could tape record all my conversations.

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hip to mapleleaf's "i am canadian" reference thanks to the npr show "this american life", which ran that commercial as part of a show on the mob mentality.

have been laid up all weekend because i think i've aggravated and old injury for which i had an operation 3 years ago that i'm still paying off. tomorrow i'll make an appointment to see my doctor. worse case scenario would be 3 weeks in the hospital. luckily, my last act as a mobile entity was to buy bottles of gin and vermouth.

it has also just occured to me that either today or yesterday was my father's birthday. we have a distant relationship, but i normally try to observe days like this to at least let him know that i don't completely hate him. i'll call him. first i'll have to call my mother to get his phone number.

another thing i've been doing to kill time this weekend is reading an old paperback copy of bulfinch's mythology. i really got into the arthurian legends, and found that i love the name uther pendragon.

Uthaah Pennndragon.

not the man, just the sound of the name.

of the opinion that most people with Ph.D's fall into the same category.

poor critter


my last studio ends tomorrow (oops, later today) WISH ME LUCK

(i need it)

no one's in town and whoever's left are tired and going to bed at 10. freak hailstorm this afternoon, happy birthday to me. little pissed off that the mega movieplexes have officially taken over this city and are charging us more and more. meanwhile local joe is there everyday with a sandwichboard looking so tired since they fired him nine months ago. i pretended not to know.

waiting for the rain to stop, perhaps it has already.

About 5 deer ticks waiting on the front door of the office today. Not a good omen in my book. Have to dig out the Off.

RIP Hercules.

The Might Steve Reeves is Dead.

reveling in the diamond earrings she brought herself this weekend.

Had to give up the adolescent dream.

The dream man long overdue in making his appearance by now.

The dream of being in love fading more and more all the time.

My expectations have always been sound and realistic.

Diamonds are pretty.

listening to the delagdos and trying to figure out how a certain taciturn and defensive young man feels about me.

what a weird day so far. it's only 10:20 a.m. here. fucking bizarre ass monday.

At work, clockwatching writing news stories and e-mailing someone who asked me to never speak with them again.

No longer looking for a nice place to stake out under the bridge. I have an apartment lined up, a place to stay for the three days between the day I get booted from my dorm and the day I can move into my apartment, and a bed to sleep on when that happens.
I might even get to have net access.
Things are... good enough.

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I rock.

Just got back from Weight Watchers and have lost 2 kilos YAY, that takes me up to 10.1 kilos or 22 pounds (I think?)

Woooohooooooooooo, skinnier body here I come!

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