August 26th, 2002

NewYorkNewYork

blah pooey

Someone make Heather Matarazzo dead please?

I loved Welcome to the Dollhouse. But I'm sorry ... that just isn't enough to justify her continued existence.

Karl rocks more than you do.
No, really... you kind of suck.

Bagels! Honey Wheat Bagels!

I slept in. My sister was here when I woke up.... guuuuuuuuuh.

My hair feels really really good and if you're really good and you watch your hands, I might let you touch it.

My sinuses never bothered me until I stopped smoking.
I think the tar coating somehow prevented histimine reaction.
Now it's nearly daily issues and I long for winter, where pollen may not roam.

The hives, the white stripes, the strokes, the "insert band here".... guh.
Stop emulating bands that were great. Innovate something.
And don't feed me that "there is nothing new to be created" crap.

I'm going to buy a futon sometime this week. I might go to the (chimmney hill chimmney hill) futon king. He's been in business in the area (when he was CostPlus furniture and had his 5 year old daughter doing his commercials) since the 70s. If he was a total schiester, he'd be gone.
And plus I just think it would be funny.
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Pretty much everything thus far has degraded my mood in some way.
I think my new rule of thumb is that my mood matches no one else's ever. *Ever*...
And that, when I'm in a good mood, I should avoid all things that might even vaguely concievably rob me of that.

Such as thinking too much about the things that are putting me in a bad mood.
It works for other people. Just pretend it doesn't exist. Ignorance is bliss. What I don't know won't hurt me... it works for all those other people, right?

Joy through Lobotomy.
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Drive-in Church

If it's not important for you to be in an actual church, because of the omnipresent nature of God's knowledge and love... then why are you still congregating and listening to someone sermonize at you?
If it's all about God's love... then why do you need a go between?

It made sense when the average person couldn't read and needed the priest to inform them of the inspired word of God. In this day and age, the purpose of the reverend, priest or preacher is a hell of a lot more sketchy.


I don't know.. .maybe it's heartwarming.
Aside from being silly (love that "Elvis" liscense plate), it's also really sad. A great example of what's wrong with christianity.
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Paul Leger: "How would I die when I'm 35? How would I die? I'll tell you how I'd die. I'd take off all my clothes and I'd get into a bathtub filled with ice-cold vodka. I'd have a TV in the room with me and I'd be watching "North by Northwest." And just when the scene comes with the airplane I'd pull the TV in the bathtub and I'd shock myself! I hate that film. "
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