I just checked undented and found out that Tori is coming to both Lawrence, Kansas and Omaha, Nebraska on the 9 (Friday) and 10 (saturday) of November, respectively. Since they are both on the weekend I can definitely go to one of them. I'm so excited! Now all I have to do is wait until the tickets go on sale.

Tori was so good this year.

digesting

penis?

i'm wishing i don't die this year

Watching Conan

i took six laxative pills, because i pigged out on beef chunks which i threw up but i wasn't sure if i got them all out.
waiting for veronica mars to start

squeeeeeam^

Fub you need help.

you know you'd rather spend your money on pornography than laxatives and things to help your teeth when the enamel rots away from your stomach acids when you throw up... it'd just be easier if you gave up the bullemia thing and went anorexic. It's easier!

Trying to relax and rest up after getting back from the drive from San Antonio.

i was just talking about that to my sister, lys. i was bitching why i had to be a bullemic rather than an anorexic. but i guess, we don't choose our disorders.

the six laxative pills i shot down my throat is still working. i've gone to the bathroom so many times i wonder how i can go when i haven't eaten anything since the time i took these pills. maybe i should have taken three or four. not six.

Maybe those were your kidneys coming out, not just some interestingly shaped turds.

I bet it was years of come gunk.

that's what happens to you, isn't it. i'm not surprised, you bareback addict.

I'm kind of upset right now. My dad had another confrontation (they happen with some frequency) with his brother and his brother's gold digging cunt of a wife. During the confrontation my my uncle (I will call him this for simplicity's sake since I disowned him--and his bitch of a wife--many years ago) called his dad (my grandpa) a worthless old fucker. I cannot believe that anyone (much less his child) could ever say something like this about my grandpa. Needless to say, this has upset me greatly.

I can't wait until all the fighting is over and everything is divided and my family will never have to deal with my uncle or his bitch of a wife ever again.

There has been some disputes in my family recently, but it's definitely not that bad when I hear yours coolchick, I'm sorry.

i'm sorry too. i know how it feels though.
but these days, our family is pretty solid, even boring in its peace.

I'm in a bad mood.

And I'm going out tonight and I'm too moody to.

And I don't want to drink tonight because if I do I'll actually get so fucking mad I'll glass someone.

Thanks, guys.


I'm sorry too.

I keep hearing the story from my mother-in-law. When she was little, her mother died and all of the kids fought over the estate. The only irony was there wasn't really anything much to the estate. I believe that my mother-in-law's father had died some time back in a stupid car accident and the family fortune went downhill after that event.

Anyways, my mother-in-law is now convinced that it will happen again with her kids.

I sure hope it doesn't. Especially not considering the fact that my mother-in-law has named my wife as her executor. We just don't need that freaking crap to deal with.

I go along life with this perspective. If I happen to inherit something--fine, but I don't count on it and if there's some problems, then I won't get anything and that's fine with me. I'm pretty sure that my wife concurs.

When my dad died and we got what's left of the trust fund that was set up to take care of him (he was bipolar and needed someone else to manage these funds), I ended up giving half of what I got to my kids for their education.

Marci, try to focus on the good memories of your grandpa and don't let these assholes take that from you. Those good memories will be yours to enjoy for whenever you need them.

Take care!

I am nursing a big warm cup of tea.

It's 5am and I've just woken up. I went out last night and ended up pretty sloshed, came in around 12 and went straight to bed. And now I just needed a drink of tea (because the sambuca felt like it'd torn away my throat lining when I first woke up.) and something to do (type) so I came downstairs - made a cup of tea and logged in. And in a few minutes, I'll be going back to bed.

looking to cyber someone in AIM or MSN or whatever??

MSN meeeeeeeeeeeee.

DESPO ALERT

I need friends

Seriously you'd better add me.

go to schleep

All yours babooshka babooshka babooshka yeah yah...

We got up this morning and walked over to jack-in-the-box (my daughter called it JBox when she worked there) for breakfast this morning. I let her borrow my Bose ear bud headphones while she was listening to her iPod. I got those about a week ago when I knew that I was going down to San Antonio for my mother's pacemaker installation procedure.

I pondered the mysteries of the "lost" tracks from the girlysound tapes. We picked up some starbucks coffee on the way back. I might pick up a copy of the Monterrey Pop album that they had there (but will try to find a cheaper copy).

I watched a special on VH1 about Monterey Pop and was blown away by the whole thing. No lawyers,no record labels slick gloss,no egos.....just kick ass musicians and artists bringing the love and people just basking in it. It made me kind of sad. I'd love to see that nowdays,but, it could never be again.

I dunno. I thought that ideas like Lilith Fair prove that new and different things can come along every now and then.

I was too young for Monterrey Pop. Ditto for Woodstock. I did have the original Woodstock album on vinyl as well as "Woodstock II". I suppose that I should look around for CD copies of those.

Perhaps I'm being too pessimistic,but,look what happened with Woodstock II. The whole thing escalated into violence and corporate greed. I read an article where Kris Kristofferson was comparing II to the original and said at the first there were no rules and people got along for three days. The second ,the rules were longer than the song lists and people couldn't get along for three minutes.

Perhaps the problem was that they just tried to copy the original without striking out on new ground.

When I was growing up, we had drive in movie theatres. There would be playground equipment up front for the kids. It was a cheap way for families to go out to movies in the 50s and 60s (also going into the 70s). Eventually, the lawsuits got out of hand and they eliminated the playground equipment because some kids got hurt by just being kids.

It's unfortunate that lawsuits have led to the elimination of things like this, but I don't give up hope on the fact that there are some really clever people out there with new and original ideas.

By the way, the second woodstock album that I had was from the 1969 concert in upstate New York. It was just some more material that didn't fit on the original 3 vinyl disks.

The original woodstock had its problems as well. For instance, try to find recordings of Creedence Clearwater Revival from the original woodstock concert. You won't find them because the lawyers stopped those sessions from appearing on the recordings.

"First,kill all the lawyers...." -Shakespeare-
Harsh,but,you have to admit.....

It is said that if you throw a lawyer into the ocean, the sharks won't eat the lawyer.

Professional courtesy.

Hm, I don't know. A lawyer is just like a gun really. You can't blame the gun, it's a weapon. It's the someone who fires it, someone who is motivated to fire it that should be held responsible.

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Right now I'm thinking about all the little things that impose the natural human instincts and yearnings and reaching. It's like this web of psychology where we divide parts off to be acceptable. Where a society or a religion or a belief system starts to impose and says you can't keep two pieces together. Rules and restrictions. Flesh and bones, gravity and natural law are the only real restrictions. No matter the sick fucker on top eh.

i'm eating a banana. yum

I got a call early this morning from my mother. She is still getting over the pacemaker surgery this week and she called to say that she wasn't feeling well and wanted me to drive down there.

After several calls and hurt feelings and breakfast, we headed down to San Antonio again. 2 hours down there. They've got construction on loop 410, so we had to take an alternative freeway to get over to her apartment. By the time that we got there, I think she'd decided that she didn't really need to go to the emergency room. We spent most of the day cleaning up her apartment. I helped hang a bunch of her pictures that were just sitting on the floor. 4 or 5 of them were pictures that she had painted herself. I also got her a power strip and hooked up her stereo for the living room. Vickie got her vacuum cleaner out and vacuumed up the living room, bedroom, hallway, dining room. I made a few trips down to the dumpster at the back of the apartment complex. We left around 7pm from the Red Lobster after eating. 2 hours drive back home.

I suspect that we'll be making more trips down to San Antonio over the next couple of months.

I got a call from my aunt up in the Ft. Worth area. My mother's brother passed away last night. This was the one in hospice that wasn't expected to live long.

I didn't hear it from my mother as she was up until 4AM or so talking to the relatives of my uncle's late wife's sister. He had been staying with his late wife's sister down in Florida and she was in poor health also. She passed away an hour after he did.

I believe that there will be no funeral and they'll just ship the body to Shreveport so that he can be buried next to his wife.

They had some kids, but they were all adopted. My mother was his closest blood relative. I believe that he was estranged from his adopted kids.

Really sad. I always knew him as my Uncle Mac.

Sorry to hear about that, Tramp.

death sucks

Thanks, Marci.

...the life out of you.

lol

He's so cute.

no, you are.

::molests you::


my back hurts.
i keep wishing it's not serious.
it doesn't feel serious
but my mind blows it up
i'm listening to gregory and the hawk
my sister just called about her problems about money
i'm nursing a crush on the computer repair guy
he came to fix something for my brother
so cute
actually, i'm not sure
i didn't look at him that hard
such a faggot=me
fuck!
i hate that

Oh go away.

He has a disorder, leave him alone.

i've got a disorder called i love you. ooh

I bet he's the kind of person who covers everything in the house in plastic sheets.

Or he would if he had a little more energy. He feeds his soul from illegal downloads and bullemic residues.

Waiting for my freakalicious neighbor to leave my driveway so I can go to Taco Bell. If I leave now they will talk my dick off.