i'm not an emotional drunk damn it

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23 Windows & burnt carcassess

gawd stop bein so weird eeah. its embarrassing.so since i was soo tired last night after checkin e-mails for the 39484 time, i went to 23 Windows in bushwick on belvedere... to drink beer, squeek at friends, and dance like no one is watching. found 5 people i used to work with there, wierd. my roommate plays the illest freetekno i couldn't stop dancing. as the sun came to burn my retinas, i was chatting with my friends gorgeous hungarian girlfriend, in the little broken german that i know. she tried to teach me hungarian and was amazed at my linguistic acrobatics to accent like a hungarian. (germans were amazed at this too). she taught me that shimmey shimmeying is good. yes i like to shimmy shimmy. i taught her shi shi is the kind of bathroom she'd like to live in.YAY! burnt carcassess! i'm going to a bbq in long island in an hour, i've never been to long island. the virus crew is throwing a yearly day thingy at someones house so its hardcore ho-down and burnt MEAT! + 2 kegs...i should be job hunting but i'm hungry. okbye.

never startle a gerbal

You Are Dr. Weird The Ultimate Aqua Teen Hunger Force Quiz brought to you by Quizillacase in point:If you act standoffishly towards my pigeon, I'll grit your your yer terrorsock.Oh yes, you can meddle in the affairs of me, and you can poke me eye, and you can quibble over my napping contestants, but you won't change the way I grin impishly at my lint brush lint. I relentlessly desire your custard tongue between my eyelids. Apparently, my "eyes glow like two livers, burning in the sun."My bum used to be a sleepwalking spaceship.would you like a possessed chickin nugget?

Laundry day.

i should sue mcdonalds! as i'm waiting for my load of skibies to wash, these cute little kids decided i needed company. i turned my head for a sec and a happy meal toy came a flyin at me bean...i turned back and the little girl smiled & said it wasn't hers, i looked at the boy n told em it almost hit my head...he cocked n loaded and didn't miss this time, i had to run out side and hock a loogie. anyway i gots a new club job that i'm not particularly proud of, not sure that i even want to do it.ever like hurry to get ready for something and decided you had enough time to masturbate? toys are handy. if a friend were there they'd been gettin' lucky. i wonder was it the hightend heart rate &/or that i looked hot...eh whateva all the pheremones got me the job, i bet.

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GO HOMO! NO STAY THERE! New York or The Wild Wild West Stay its New Fuckin Yawk! Go its time to "grow up" what ever that is. Stay til last call. Go BACK TO WHERE YOU CAME FROM...damn foreigners. Stay with me I'll take care of you. Go, but come back & stay with me when ever u want. i think i've decided but i can be easily influenced.

CHICKUN!

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critical paranoia split your visions in new directions

a psychogenic disordernow quiz me with your sock puppet and tell me of your super human powers, and please avoid thinking of my orgasmic launch pad, i mean geez, would you rather cheer the arrival of transmundane beings or wiggle me? "Smile, dance and talk of inconsequential things."be forwarned i am not particular to vector junkies but sometimes data pimps are loin girders.Its a far far better thing I do than to require that you find me a hammer and pummel me with all due diligence, but yet remember that it is I, who keeps you from aligning too much with the range of the enigma engine.Would you rather put the wind up a shockproof cow or buckle me? with all regards to respect,a thirsty poet creates a poor death...yeah wiggle me."if you don't stand for something you shall fall for everything"...and for everyone

SPF 30 & O.D.ing on caffine.

Um I won't kiss your ass 'cause everyone else's lips have been there. (if you have the audacity to think i'm talking to you then yeah you.)The sun isn't so scurry under a nice layer of SPF 30...So the interview this Friday is actually a gig for a club I've never fucking heard of. So if I've never heard of it, then it's bound to be relatively lame, whatever it pays well. I also have a dance audition in west chelsea next Wednesday. For odd reasons or not, I've been speaking american (improper english...lets not say "ghetto") in my head all day. I really am some what literate, and I absolutely hate double negatives, it's kinda funny with complex thoughts. wait. usually I don't think in words, what the hell is going on? I'm recieving transmission from someone not so well versed? I suppose (erm yeah disregard me as insane then move on). ANNND Thhen, "Won't chew take me to funky town" marches around me noodle. Vividly out of proportion vocal imagination I don't remember why i wrote that in my phone book.Today i gots me 60bux fer free and it's free iced cawfee day in my neighborhood drunken donuts! scored 2...caffine overdose!! I feel like i'm on the verge of a tourettes attack...WHEN TURreTS ATTACK would be a great reality t.v. show! woudinit? I can say that cause i have a cool friend who has tourettes and I like it when he twitches and smacks at imaginary bugs.

i'm sleepy now.

Well I just worked out an interview for Friday...I'm delirious, I think it's that awful sphere of piss colors in the sky. Eeah's Daily Cancer Forecast Quickie: No two investment strategies are the same. Put your trust in someone you admire. Overview: A very delicate situation is about to take a very surprising turn. Will you be shocked? Probably not. Delighted? Yep. This could be exactly what you've been praying for. Changing conditions can be exciting -- or a little anxiety-provoking, depending on your state of mind. Still, don't bring any gloom and doom home with you. Leave your adventurous persona at the door. Once you're in the presence of love and compassion, there's no need to compete or measure. Maybe you can't explain what makes you feel good, but you'll never exclude it for that reason. As long as you feel this inner strength, you won't let anyone else, even if they're well-meaning, define your needs for you.

aw geez another stalker...no silly i'm that other asian looking girl.

demicode's LJ stalker is number_7!number_7 is stalking you because they have you confused with someone else whom they love. They are also not very liked around here!LiveJournal Username:LJ Stalker FinderFrom Go-Quiz.com Number_7 though you are uber hot, I'd have to get to know u better, so that you may commence seeing me pick my nose in private. Soo which is your favorite the Tranformers or Voltron? Then we will test your absorbencey.I once met this psytrance-guy-of-conscious-expanding-doom, who calls himself Level 7. Seriously, in person you have to call him Level 7. I found out his real name is something like Bob, yeah Level 7 is better. THE END.

Nothing is broken

Oogling at the wonder that is snot, lots of it...where does all that snot come from?! cheez & crackers got all moldy! Ooo and herman or herbert the bird that died in front of my house has been decomposing very well! The magots and what-nots ate all the meat & grissle clean off...Such a bad ass skull, he kept on gettin a bit squished & moved around so I put a pile of leaves over him so he wouldn't get cold or swept away. I'ma soak him in bleach and make an art piece or something. The other day I on my way to sell some cloths to Beacons Closet in b's berg, I was reading Neil Gaimans American Gods. I had to quickly get off the train so I just threw my book into the bag of cloths I. They seemed to like 6 of 8 pieces, so I gots me 30 bux for crap I didn't want! I was nicely surprised so I went to the city to have a nice lunch...I sat down antisipating the next chapter...They took my book! Fuck, I was just getting to some exciting part! I didn't want to go back and ask for it, may have been that they bought that from me too, but they don't even sell books, o'well. anyway that was a lame story.off to make more lame stories.note: technical fuck up- I ment to keep yesterdays entry private...I don't like whining and having others knowing how much of a damaged & tragik junky I am, rather, have been. I have an amazing capacity for healing. move on move on nothing to see here. Happy Birthday Severina! I love you conditionaly unconditional!... See I don't forget fuck she's 31! Looks younger than me, bitch.

Trail Mix bulimia & the art of nothing

The kind people Mom & Joe "the Sheaffers"... Sent a lovely care package of ramen, 3 pound container of cawffee, 4 5 pound bags of trailmix and other dried fruit medelies...I ate about 2 pounds of trail mix...I don't recall wanting to be bulimic in my life, til now. The 2 pounds look as though I've gained 10. I look so silly! Scrawney limbs and a major pot belly =] like an ethiopian with pizzaz!I tried my roommates method of existance... I sat and watched vh1 for a billion hours. My life had been empty and unsatisfying up until now...I watched the "Awsomely Bad..." shows I feel complete. [note & insert sarcasim in there]Yes and may rabid squirrels chase your nuts.