Cats is closing on Sunday, September 10, 2000, at around 5:30 pm.

The National Debt Clock in the Square was turned back, turned off, and then covered with a sheet yesterday.

Something as un-newsworthy as a stealth bomber flying within 1 mile of a United passenger jet is hogging the headlines and sending reporters skipping and hopping in hopes of the next Watergate.


life is good.

contemplating going to a coffee shop. i've been doing this alone thing all week. i guess. i've been watching the facts of life marathon alone all week. i thought i would go to a coffee shop on wednesday, so i drove there saw that there were people and went to a park and tried to read by street light instead.

i kind of like the alone thing, but it's new.

downloading stuff from newsgroups. i got some kittie. goddamn. finally, chicks who rock. not the shitty ramones garage thing but real heavy shit. it brings a tear to my eye.


sniff.

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good, aren't they?

i've been meaning to get their cd one of these days.

juggling shoes.

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in the studio with my future brother in law.

making songs with cusswords.

not looking forward to working at 9am tomorrow morning.

but it does mean that i get to be home before seven to get some real sleep. even if my sister wants me to drive her to school monday morning.

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looking to meet iteresting people arond the world...

SUCK THIS!!! THEY ALL WANT TO SUCK!! YOU ALL WANT TO SUCK!

annoyed by the bastard who made all of the freaking posts on the message boards.

is my sense of humor so different from the rest of the worlds?

"i got some kittie. goddamn. finally, chicks who rock. not the shitty ramones garage thing but real heavy shit. it brings a tear to my eye. "


I told you guys they ruled!

getting ready to go to LaCrosse. Gonna pick up tomato paste for TVP tacos, some more soy milk ( I actually like the tast! I must've been conditioned by thte protien shakes...) and what not. I really have to force myself to bypass Best Buy, and I'm not going anywhere near a bookstore or used cd place.

Got rid of a bunch of stuff at Goodwill today. I still have overflowing dresser drawers, though. My t-shirt dilemma is fa from solved. Perhaps I'll pick up a hamper, and reserve it for t-shirts, then only wash them when the hamper is full, thus putting more of my shirts into active circulation, instead of the same few that are always on top.

I'm a man of convenience.

riiight.

for some reason, i've got two songs stuck in my head right now: "sad sweet heart of the rodeo" by harvey danger, and "fish heads".

how's that for a combo?

i'f i mixed up the lyrics of the two enough, it might just sound like beck.

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freaking out. i was having a good day, but it abruptly turned bad. i'm trying not to cry, as i'm at work. freaking frack. seven more hours and i can curl into a little ball, in my pajama pants and favorite t-shirt
and feel better after i cry my pillow sopping wet.

feeling grrrish.

my little community has to become a city or be annexed by another town. there was a big artilce in the newspaper, but i can't find it on the net and the paper's already been recycled.

grrr!

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re-reading my "Martha Washington" collection, by Frank Miller and Dave Gibbons.

Is it weird for a 28-year-old male to still love comic books?
and wrestling?
Am I devolving?


Or evolving?

or revolving?

It's 4 days 12 hours and 32 minutes till the Olympic circus begins. I'm hoping they won't be drug testing the journalists.

Is caffeine a performance-enhancing substance?

Will they give a gold medal for the fastest sprint from the media centre to the pub? I'm going to practice the Australian anthem just in case.

Enjoying stormy parental issues and trying to finish a Sons and Lovers essay, as well as a Beowulf project. Ah well, I've got another 7 hours to finish this, I can do it.

trying, really hard, to do something, but i can't. can't do anything. just sitting here, waiting for "do something" to start. and typing in this box.

WWW.FILL-FORM.COM/UPSET

how does the australian national anthem go?

australians all let us rejoice, and stuff like that.

yeah

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Trying to get back to normal after getting home from San Diego,Tijuanna had no good deals,and I can buy meds cheaper in Nogalos,Sat. we went to this www.street-scene.com and had a fucking blast,the circus was great,saw Joan Osborne,had to choose between seeing Chris Isaak or George Clinton and the Parliment/Funkadelic,needless to saw I saw George,who wants to listen to pity music at a party?

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trying to convince my maine coon to wake up and gimme some lovin'.

chances are that she'll growl, shove off my lap, and run right back to my sister's bed.

i still miss mimsi. she'd always want to get on my lap when i was on the comp.

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Listening to the new single by Titan (pronounced tee-TAHN).

Mexican funk!

going to crash and burn if I don't get mu big ass into bed soon. I have not had more than 5 hours sleep a night in over a week, and for the first time today, I'm feeling it.

tomorrow are local primary elections here in washington, d.c. 6 incumbant citycouncilmembers are running for re-election. 5 dems and a repub. Only one race really that's interesting.

I will be up at 7am doing my civic duty and then to work for primary day.

wheeeeeeee.

a

D'oh!

That posting by "a" is me. I was not typing to swiftly when I entered it.

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just popped a chicken-green bean casserole in the oven.

my little sister las a lesson in NE at 7:30, so hopefully it should be done in about 20 minutes.

i'm glad i practiced today. i've really missed quantz, bizet and debussy. ah, yes.

maybe tomorrow i'll begin learning guitar.

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So glad to see pjayboy back here and wondering what he's been up to.I haven't been sleeping well either.Just two years ago Heather was a teachers aid at New Way school,the same school I made such a stink to get her into when she was doing so bad in high school(she is learning disabled)she was always so good with kids,she hooked up with her old assed boyfriend there,he was the music teacher.Now she is a ho,and proud of it,when we took her to detox I thought she really wanted help,when they said they wouldn' t give her anything to help her sleep,and they were just going to watch her for 23 hours, she didn't go through with it.She is mad at me now,I told my mother what she has been doing,she has been getting $$$ off her,so I figure it's for drugs so I told the old woman what was up.I left a message on Heather 's answering machine yesterday with a little help from the shit talker,called her a whore and a slut.

eating breakfast.

i was indexing my music collection (i have a monster spreadsheet on the comp), was correcting some mistakes, and ended up going to bed at 1 am.

i'm still not done.

i need to dig around and find some of my older tapes- "early morning on sesame street", "disney favorites", and amy grant's house of love.

anyone want some heather alexander tapes?

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eating mini chips ahoy.

I have a weakness for miniature food.

A Hershey's miniature junkie. I could probably eat about 432 and a half of those little Mr. Goodbars if I tried hard enough. Yes indeed.

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wrestling with images, the durn things just won't go where i want them to. I prefer the little Krackels.

wanting more emails so pez can send more emails and get more emails yummy yum yum yum!!!

(hyper, can't you tell?)

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Heather is convinced her phone is tapped,I have been calling at odd hours that she can't trace,yesterday she was so flipped out she took her answering machine to her sisterd and tried to get her to listen,then I found out when she was going to work.I logged on to her work website,they have a message board,I logged in as Jon(Amee's ex) and told her it wasn't goth to take your clothes off on the internet,she sent back a private message"is that you?" I sent back "what do you think?" She sent back "fuck face" I sent back"see you in court".Immediatley she called Amee and left work all wacked out.I'll get her to stop this if it's the last thing I do.

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found some pics!

http://albums.photopoint.com/j/ViewPhoto?u=16741&a=68276&p=27176145
http://albums.photopoint.com/j/ViewPhoto?u=16741&a=68276&p=27176150
http://albums.photopoint.com/j/ViewPhoto?u=16741&a=68276&p=27176325

n-joy!

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I am Jack's fucking short attention span.

I was making some Stuff That Sucks last night. A double-boiler is an important tool for melting wax. If wax gets too hot, it will burst into ugly, scary flame. Bad.
I put the double-boiler on the electic stove to melt my wax. I turned the stove on and then sat down to download some video drivers. They turned out to be rather a pain in the ass, so I forgot about the wax.
When I finally got things going on their own, I wandered back to the kitchen just as all three smoke detectors went off simultaniously.

The water had boiled dry. This, as my roommate helpfully pointed out afterward, turns my double-boiler into a single boiler.

The wax was billowing smoke and was obviously just ACHING to burst into flame.

I grabbed the boiler.

The electric stove had accidentally been turned all the way up, instead of set to "simmer".

The bottom of the lower pan was made out of some metal sandwiched between sheets of harder metal to make the water boil more evenly. The metal inbetween the two sheets had melted.

Liquid Hot Magma (Dr. Evil Voice) splashed to the ground and skittered across the floor like quicksilver around my bare feet. My pants cuff started to smolder, along with bits of linoleum all over the kitchen. As I slowly backed away from everything (still holding the smoking, destroyed boiler full of screaming-hot wax) my bare heel landed on a tiny little bead of molten metal, burning a small crater.

I screamed, ran outside, threw the pan on the ground (causing the slightly moist dirt to boil under the spilt wax), ran back inside, tore all three smoke detectors from the ceiling, tiptoed through the smoking kitchen, turned off the stove, and grabbed an icecube for my now-blitering heel.

My apartment is fine, except my deposit is probably toast due to singed linolium. I am okay, 'cept for a burn blister on my heel. I am a practiced limper.

This Stuff Sucks better than ever.

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tbone
i'll help you fix your linoleum when sem and i get there.

i am queen of house deposits, also things which are molten......

No offense, Tbone, but damn that was funny!

Absolute classic slapstick.

sometimes it's just easier with crayons, tin cans, water in saucepans, and a friend spending the night.

that way you can hang out in the kitchen, gossiping while waiting for the wax to melt.

and if you're making candles, don't make your own wicks out of linen fishing line. it doesn't work. i've tried.

and DON'T SET ANYTHING ON THE STOVE THAT YOU DON'T WANT TO BURN!!! that way you stay sane. i still shudder at the thought of flaming corn.

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A bush fire survivor so I to have a fear of burning things.

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I'm glad you found it entertaining, Sem.

This is my life. I'm one clumbsy fool.

I'm actually bringing what I call "My sippy cup" to work now. It's a little cooler with a drinking spout. It's basically a larger version of what my little half-brother uses.

We spill about equally as often.

making Jell-o. Cranberry is the only type that says "flavor" instead of "artificial flavor" on the package, so Cranberry it is.

why, you may ask? or not.

meanwhile, T-bones exciting encounter with the fire god reminds me of the beautiful charcoal souffle that resulted from an intention to make peanut brittle once. It would've been better to keep the pan as is as an art object. It was never really usable even after the carbon was scraped and gouged mostly out.

anyway, because it's the only Solid Food i am permitted to eat until sometime Friday.

why? what happened?

home from work (boring boring boring had about two customers in my last two hours by myself boring boring).

when i was two, my mom had the flu.

i was hungry, and had seen my parents use the microwave.

i found a container of cold mac'n'cheese in the frige, so i popped it in and pressed some buttons.

fifteen minutes later, the smoke alarm goes off, alarming my mom, who followed the smoke into the kitchen, where i'm staring at the microwave with a half hour left on it.

that dish was plastic. it was melted into a form similar to that of the defragmented captain amazing on mystery men.

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http://www.ngnews.com/news/2000/09/09132000/blackseadisc_3014.asp

probably the biggest find of the last 100 years...

when i was a young pup i was warming up some cheesey breadsticks from Pizza Hut, we'd put them in a baggy and shut it with a twisty tie. i just threw the whole thing into the microwave. next thing i know there is a fire inside of the microwave.

yet another incident that i can't live down. i couldn't have been but 8. why am i still punished at 21?

damn family.

T..what WERE you doing?! Was it a candle-making episode or did you need the wax for batik? The only time I melted down any wax I was trying to make some homade hand creme. Ick, the stuff stunk and I wouldn't have smeared it between tire cracks. Do obtain an aloe plant for the kitchen, huh Boopy? Chop a hunk out from the bottom, squeeze it onto burns and, "Look Ma! No burn scar!" I could feel your pain.

I am gloating,seems Heather got fired,the visit to her website from "Jon" tuesday flipped her out and she left work then and there.She called me yesterday and told me.She is still tweaking though,she asked about the cat,I said he was fine and why did she ask?She said remember when he got in a fight with ebony,and I said yes,that was about 7 years ago,and ebony has been dead at least 3.She just said "oh".

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Tried to go back to her website,I HAVE BEEN BANNED.Fuckers

Sufferin' Sorabjites!! These poor slobs make my piddly little life seem absolutely wonderful! Wanna feel better knowing what problems you DON'T have? Here:

www.mymiserablelife.com

happy for the day off, even i won't get to see moby.

i mowed the lawn, watered plants, and started some laundry before going online.

so i rewarded myself with vanilla ice cream and chocolate sauce.

later on, i will treat myself to a look-see at wherehouse.

i'm a good girl, i am!

happy for the day off, even i won't get to see moby.

i mowed the lawn, watered plants, and started some laundry before going online.

so i rewarded myself with vanilla ice cream and chocolate sauce.

later on, i will treat myself to a look-see at wherehouse.

i'm a good girl, i am!

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avoiding a paper. damn school.

only 36 weeks until graduation.

only 37 weeks until i move to new york.

i found out today that this woman may be moving in to where i work. this women is a big stress-motivator. i will most certainly quit or kill myself if she is moving in.

breath in, breath out. i can handle the stress. i CAN handle the stress.

"Papoon for president"

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barely awake.

no dreams, just a charley horse. my leg still hurts.

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eating baklava/mentally packing for my move across the country/trying to remember where i put the propane for my propane campstove.......

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six gigs oughta do it...mmmmmmm and only $499!

thinking about the movie the big blue..and the last scene where he swims off with the dolphin into the darkness of the sea..sometimes wishing that i could do the same...

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I forgot to mention that my girlfriend got hit by a car a few days ago... I think it was a day or so before I destroyed the kitchen.
She was riding her bike. She wasn't badly hurt, just bruised up. She's all black and blue on her left where she was hit.

Guy it her square on her left side as he was turning. Crumpled the basket on back, bent her fork, and put one hell of a bruise on her lower leg.

Scared the daylights out of me when he brought her home. He's gonna pay for the bike damage though, so that's good. I'm just REALLY glad she's ok.

I'm going to get her a motorcycle helmet and make her wear it if she rides at night.

I made some experimental coffee candles last night. It was better when I ground the beans. The whole thing didn't burst into flame then.
One of my candles lit some stuff on fire while my roommate was studying at the kitchen table. This was after the coffeebean candle flared up and scared him nearly to death.
One of his candles drained itself into the vents in our TV.
There is wax all over the kitchen and much of my clothes.

Just wait till we try our electronic candle ideas.

Yipe.

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Listening to the new Lard.

I also picked up Iron Maiden's LIve after Death, one of my favorite albums of all time.

I'm torn between mindless web surfing for the rest of the afternoon or napping.

Actual headline:
"Grateful Nicaraguan Village Renames Itself Ronald Reagan"

thinking t-bone should get her the bear attack suit and get me one, too.

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having one of the worst days of my life....walked into a Tree today and nearly passed out....went to a cafe (the only cafe i ever go to) to find that it's closed down (where to go now?!).....feeling hellishly depressed cause i've lost all inspiration to do anything....can't even lift a brush to paint anything and i've got big deadlines to meet.....i got fined a replacement fee for this $150 art book that i ALREADY RETURNED damn it! found out that the guy who i've liked all along is in fact Homosexual....somebody stole the camera that my parents bought me for my birthday not long ago.....and i'm so incredibly tired cause i spent all night last night, crying and cringing over the stupid things i've done in my life (mainly public humiliation)....
oh my god, i just realised something......my life really sucks!!! guess i'll go now and listen to some Tori Amos and lets hope the faeries will be kind to me from now on....

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happy that the last time any of my people had an expiririence of a car attack was a few years ago.

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I'm getting tanked,and God knows I need it,such a day that I had.Friday night Heather calls and says she's joining a cult,she was also with this guy I know Dave Ed (David)he's another story.So today I tried to call her and her phone and cell phone are disconnected,meanwhile my s/o had out patient surgery and I had to sit around the clinic for 3 hours till he came out,thank God for books.So we get home,I know he's in pain,but every time I got up he wanted something ,water,a drink,let the cat out,turn off the lights,turn on the lights etc. I woke up at 5 a.m Fri. morning and now it is 1:30 Sat. morning and I'm tired,So tired I can't sleep.They quit selling Vanilla Lace at Victoria's Secret,I can't believe I told the girl,"wht did't anyone tell me"?Yea,like the corperate office is going to get hold of me and ask for my input.Bastards!!!

Heather called about the cult Thur. night,I said I was tanked didn't I?

Drive (Far...Away) I don't care where just far.....Away.

Waking up to find that we are under a hurricane watch. Cooooool. Knowing my luck, it will totally miss us like it always does.

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silly
blue
transparent

An Olympic technology mouse.

just did some housecleaning.

finally got around to repotting my poor plants. I hope the spider plant makes it.

I think I will try and make it to the movies tonight, it's been a while since I went and The Cell is finally playing. Eye Candy, here I come.

Swine, the Cry on Cue is in the mail.

jsut did a google search for semillama.

mostly was posts by me, however did come up with something weird:

at both http://soe.363.net/ren.htm
and the same address, except /sexiang.htm at the end, my name is listed as a link in a big list of webcams, and the link is to this place's webcam.
the description for the link reads
"Melany Joy Beck's workplace at sorabji.com"

I actually know Melany Joy Beck from the Houghton music scene.
I also have a friend named Ren.

Soye.363.net is some Japanese page.

I can't figure it out.

"The Paradox of our Time"
by George Carlin.

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings, but shorter tempers; wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less; we buy more, but enjoy it less. We have bigger houses and smaller
families; more conveniences, but less time; we have more degrees, but less sense; more knowledge, but less judgment; more experts, but more problems; more medicine, but less wellness. We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too
recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry too quickly, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too seldom, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk
too much, love too seldom, and hate too often. We've learned how to make a living, but not a life; we've added years to life, not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbor. We've conquered outer space, but
not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things. We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul.
We've split the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information to produce more copies than ever,
but have less communication. These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion; tall men, and short character; steep profits, and shallow relationships. These are the times of world peace, but domestic warfare; more leisure, but less fun; more kinds of food, but less nutrition. These are days of two incomes, but more divorce; of fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throw-away morality, one-night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the show window and nothing in the stockroom; a time when technology can
bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete.

Showing Pez that I do post here, just not very often anymore.

ah.

listening to the olimpics, reading emails, not looking forward to work tomorrow. i haven't worked in the morning for some time now, and i like my late night shifts. that way i can stay up at night posting.

i was confused, because i used to have a website called the pez despenser, which i want to dismantle to its simplest form and start over.

yes, it is that embarassing.

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pondering meatloaf.

I am watching some Olympic activity. I just started taking some classes at the california institute of the arts. it is a much better school than the last one i went to (truman state university in missouri). Is everyone upright? it's impossible to be happy all the time.

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chilling to miles.

"nefertiti."

today i decided on the design i'll be getting tatooed on my right bicep.

it's been a full decade of contemplation.

these past ten years i've wavered between thinking that the whole tattoo thing is nothing but trendy bullshit and seriously considering imprinting my skin with a visual concept that i hold close to my heart.

the opportunity has arose: a seriously gifted artist wants to do some work on my body, and i'm feeling like taking her up on it.

siva nataraja.

check this out:

"Siva is one of the Hindu trinity along with Lord Vishnu and Lord/Brahma. He is the destroyer. At the end of Kali-yuga (the present age) he will perform the dance of destruction and the entire universe will be destroyed. Lord Siva is in charge of tamoguna, or the mode of ignorance... He has three eyes. The third one, situated between the eyebrows, is normally closed, except at the time of destruction.
Siva is known as Nataraja, the cosmic dancer.."

big investment for a constant reminder to keep my head in check. and to constantly keep striving to fulfill potential.

this will be done.

word is bond.


denise is cool as shit and has mad skills..

check it out:

http://www.chicksdigtattoos.com/ Siva is one of the Hindu trinity along with Lord Vishnu and Lord Brahma. He is the destroyer. At the end of Kali-yuga (the present age),

meatloaf? i love meatloaf. my mom's meatloaf. my god. i'm going to make myself some meatloaf.

breaking down and ordering a 4-track.

Ah, you only live once.

Music is too important to try and rely on handheld tape recorders.

inside, and has been
inside all day, save for
a brief step outside to
wish a friend and her
baby goodbye

I'm back despite being found legally obscene in Federal Court. Fuck 'em if they can't take a joke.

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listening to the olympics again. i was talking with mt little sister earlier. one girl that she's known for 9 years was an olympic hopeful in gymnastics until she was diagonsed with anorexia and turned to cheerleading. offered a spot on the varsity team, but turned it down for jv because an ex-friend also made it. what a sad, sad world.

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sitting around on a quiet sunday night after the rain. the cats all rushed in here when the rain came down, but then rushed out again. about to build a website but i haven't got the head of steam up yet.

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recovering.

I saw my all-time favorite band last night -- AC/DC. And it was unbelievable. We had the most incredible seats, thanks to a little flirting with the ticket guy. They played for 2+ hours, and now my head feels like it's gonna explode. Last time I saw them was in high school, roughly 20 years ago when we caravaned up to the LA Colisium to see them. After all these years, I still love my Angus.

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Ever hear the cleopatra "Covered in Black" compilation? All industrial bands doing AC/DC covers. The best two are the Genitorturers doing "Squealer" and Godflesh doing "For Those About To Rock".

I'm having coffee out of my very own Garfield cup emblazoned with my very own name on the side.

I hate this thing.

It was a gift from my assistant, so I am obligated to use it with a smile.

I have never been a Garfield fan, nor a fan of everyday items displaying my name.

I once had a lovely black coffee mug with a really decent handle.

Now every time I put my lips to my cup, I have to be careful not to appear to be kissing my own name.

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trying to stay awake at work for two more hours, trying to figure out how to pack up my whole life and move it somewhere else for the 15th time this decade, trying not to cry, not succeeding....

exhausted.

the last two hours i had almost no customers. except those i had were all at once. a woman who had to have 4-inch-heeled sandals in a size 5, a boy looking for size six or six half (no dice), a man who had to leave because his check was made out for fred meyer in a different location, and a man looking for a size 15, who complained about how the shoes i brought out for his girlfriend were too dirty, but then said they were clean enough when i rolled up my sleeves to clean them up.

i ended up making sure all the laces were tucked in all the display shoes, they were all at the right angle, and i even had time to sneak into the stockroom and read an issue of jane that i brought with me to work.

i'd much rather have a machine to play tetris on, more portable (yo! grandma! if you're reading this, it's a good idea! i'm tired of slippers that don't fit and big flowered flannel pajamas!)

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im at work in an ofice trying not to work at all. I am talking to someone i work with via aol instant messanger. And I wish 5:00 will come around quick, I am very bored. I am going to be very wet, its raining and i dont have an umbrella.
check ut this website i made today
http://www.geocities.com/superdupersteve1/index.html
I was Mad bored when i made this keep that in mind!

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slow day for WAYD.

I have DOMS. (Delayed Onset Muscle Soreness)
From my workout monday, centered in my triceps.

That seems to be the most common spot for it on my body.

Gonna hit the lower body today.

It's another grey day, and I think it will be spent mostly on artifacts.

wondering how the hell all four of the cats got fleas when they don't ever go outside.

oooooh! i gave three kitty baths last night---the 6 yr old, the four year old, and the 4 week old.

fucking vermin...i feel like some kind of wacky zookeeper.

You have 4 cats?

yes, where were you when i told you we rescued that baby kitten last week?
naomi
ella
alice
and tiny peep


4 cats

so, it would stand to reason that the other three cats got fleas from the kitten. i like the poison they call advantage. who knows what it does to the cats, but damn if it doesn't kill those fleas!

Sem: I've never heard of those bands you mentioned -- how outta the loop am I?!

All is not lost, however. The flirting with the ticket guy paid off. He called my g'friend who I went to the concert with and asked her if he could get my numba. Hmmmm. I'm thinkin' that dating a dude who can hook a sistah up could be a veddy veddy good thing.
And he's kinda cute, too.

thanking you for this day.

You're welcome, Sunshine.