someone leave me an anonymous or unanonymous comment and tell me how you really feel (about anything). rant, rave, whatever. i'll reply if i feel like it.
(i will keep all personal unanonymous comments screened for your privacy)
i don't have access to a computer right now, sorry for the lack of updates/comments.
shit's crazy these days, new paltz is good to me though.
my girl moved out and now lives with her new boyfriend. so i'm usually the only lady in the house. it's fun this way. there's like 7 dudes and me. people come and go. it makes things exciting.
last night i slept on the floor next to the couch and watched spirited away while being insanely fucked up on pbr, bud, and government grade vicodin. it was nice. except smelly men feet was in the air. that's a con. and pabst sucks.
i've been playing a lot of guitar hero, and joe just got his SEGA GENESIS from his moms. with earthworm jim, all the sonics, kid chameleon, and a whole other shitload of kickass old school games that i want to play really badly. unfortunately he forgot one of the vital cords and i have to wait until tonight to play.
my brain is mush. i have a red mohawk and i like it.
kailas now ex boyfriend punched me in the face when i first got here, and my friends kicked his ass. that was funny. his head was bleeding all over the place and he had to get 8 stitches. he also cried and pressed charges. dickhead.
i'm writing down random information. none of which is very interesting. i don't apologize.
please know that poison sumac sucks, prednisone does not. but it does make you poop weird.
connecticut was a nice break. i only ended up going to one party. i was already completely wasted upon arrival, so after making small talk with a few crappy people, dancing to a few crappy songs, and drinking a few crappy cups of cheap rum and cranberry juice, my body couldn't do anything but sit and chainsmoke. i asked greg if we could go back to his dorm, and so we did. that was friday night. i don't really remember much of anything else because after that night i drank consecutively until coming back home. which is funny.
st. patricks day was aight. greg was visiting his friend alicia (the chick that was rolling face in connecticut) and i. i met up with them at some party and was instantly greeted by a very flamboyant young man named gabriel. gabriel thanked me for attending his party, complimented my septum ring, and offered me tea, tater tots, and/or a beer.
now for some reason, i have no idea why, i cocked my head to the side and said "oh! i just love tater tots!". i was later handed a huge ass bowl of tater tots and i felt obligated to eat it. after chugging 3 beers this seemed near impossible to me. i took one bite, chatted with some strangers, and walked into a room where two lameheads were making out. they looked at me and were like "get out!! omgzz!!!". i laughed and purposely took my time shutting the door. i found this all funny. i walked around more and ran into gabriel. i asked him about his tattoos so he took me into his room to explain them at length. LORDY. then he got all sad-drunk and started telling me REALLY personal things. i listened, didn't know exactly how to react, and then told him he was strong and that i had to leave. greg, alicia, and i peaced and went to alicias dorm. a new friend joined us along the way...although i don't recall his name. he was cool though. we watched some canadian television show on dvd and took shots of vodka.
that was pretty much it. i had fun though, i usually do when i'm with greg. i love him a whole shitload.
OKAY. i talked your ears off.
here's a video my friend joel put together. (haha, i'm not that vain) i'm singing "why don't you do right". so jessica rabbit. only blacker. enjoy!
i also shaved my eyebrows for extra oomph (although i'll be drawing them on).
i just got my ear to a 6g, and tomorrow i'm adding new metal to my face, but i'd like to keep what it is a secret to further the suspense.
pictures SOON. bwahahaa.
[24 Feb 2007|07:00pm]
this weekend consists of the consumption of alcoholic beverages, the end of an unhealthy relationship, the renewel of a lost relationship, the meeting of new beings, the consumption of alcoholic beverages, the shock of semi-correct spelling (this entry), the observation of lifes goods and bads, the acceptance of lifes goods and bads, the dancing, the natural, and the unknown.
this weekend is filled with lots and lots of lots.
i think everything will be okay. i'll find out once i finish my beer and the new friends come back from dinner.
equal equal equal. the balance of the scale is at a constant equal. pretentiousness is not the same as confidence.
think...please?
[01 Feb 2007|11:43pm]
you know you were my first love, and you know i will never ever completely let you go, isn't that enough? please just leave me alone, or be real. pick one. you hurt me then, and you hurt me now, everytime you pretend to care. seriously.
dang, yo.
[27 Jan 2007|12:15am]
i chopped off all my hair, and by all, i mean allllll of it. pretty much.
i was looking on myspace for some of my relatives that i knew back when i was little, i actually came across my old best friend/cousin alicia. unfortunately she's not active, and has no pictures.
then i began googling them, and decided to try my dad. i came across these two albums of his. one of which sold on ebay for $50! i think that's funny/sad because he probably only got a bit more than that to record it.
THIS FURTHERS MY SADNESS OF NOT SEEING HIM. i don't know why i can't push myself to. i really don't...but something's stopping me. maybe i'm scared of him not meeting my expectations/me not meeting his, and if that happened then _______, i don't know. but for some reason i feel that it would be bad.
god, i'll regret this so much when he dies.
[05 Jan 2007|02:39am]
i don't think you go on the internets often, but i just made this for you.
this is one my new kitties, ava. madd love. and fucking LOL at the fact that it chose the worst facial expression to start with. sup with that, man?
(note to jess: reid didn't like the name kyree apparently, so we changed it. kaia is still kaia, with her little kaia collar, haha. i love that thing.)
-i'm going to go listen to lameass poetry while i drink lameass coffee. maybe i'll bring some rum and read my newest piece "mutual masturbation".
that'd get me h8d hardxcore.
-i'm going to go to the dutchess county fair with reidpod and hopefully i'll get to give him some hand lovin' on the ferris wheel.
-i'm going to see stasi do her music thang, and i'm going to dance a lot and smile at her creepily. but it's all good, cause she my dirty whore, and she likes it. ;)
-i'm going to see my beloved neighbor, TYLER FUCKING DAVIS, and we're going to galavant around town...i should have put this first since i'm going to be doing this today.
-i'm going to see my beloved dina-bear, and we're going to galavant around town and chainsmoke and touch eachother.
-i'm going to see my beloved acaciaface. and we're going to have naughty videotaped fun.
-i'm going to see my beloved carla-love, and we're going to be carla and simona and get crunk.
OKAY. i'm stopping here. we'll see.
i really want to read mutual masturbation. dude. it's a great poem.
here's a recent picture to make this a complete post yeahhhh, buddha and i, we go way back. we're like blood, n' shit.
stressed/content
