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01/24/04 05:56 - ID#36306

fahve hunnert dollers?!?

if i had unlimited piles of cash, i would seriously consider a sex change. gimme a penis, doc, is what i would say.
then i could become the kind of man i truly would like to be: dirty. i'd grow a scraggly beard, work on the perfect mullet, get very fat on whoppers, and drink a pallet's worth of piel's, OV, or golden anniversary a week. i'd have an unlimited supply of bawdy jokes and tales, and i'd tell em all to ya if ya came roun m'trailer ever so often. i'd like to be this kind of man mostly for that crazed fervor so unique to them and them only. plus i'd really like to growl, hoot, holler, poorly enunciate, live in a trailer, drink, eat, and smoke too much, go in to town for some pussy, have a lot of junk in my yard, shoot off m'shotgun at parties just for the hell of it, and scratch myself a lot for a while. then i'd go back to being a woman.

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01/13/04 08:11 - ID#36305

si...chicharrones

it is strange to think of one's life going by without something to teach. if not, it makes the whole damn rather sad and pointless thing seem even more so. and so i had a longer-than-usual head scratching session at what i could teach. i mean positively, rather than how to see the world cynically, sarcastically, bleakly, or dryly. cause knowing how to do something cool puts the rose colored glasses on again for a little bit. looking with scorn at the "anti-stress" label on your dish soap does not. unfortunately. ahem.
actually, i have been giving SO much thought to this subject as anything that might resemble a career in my life has fled rapidly after a quick shave smoke n shit. teaching now seems like a good idea, but i fence sit for a number of dismal reasons. one, i am somewhat haunted by a stupid quote i heard once, "those who can, do. those who can't, teach." meaning if your degree is in say, archaeology, and you "end up" teaching, you somehow can't "make it" as a "real" archaeologist. now this is, as mentioned, stupid as it knocks teaching as somehow a lesser profession, which is ridiculous. but i do understand what this stupid quote implies, especially for lazy people like me, is that if you can't, for whatever reason fulfill various creative endeavors, teaching will definitely pay those bills. it's a backup. in the meantime, keep trying, you'll get it someday. two, is somewhere along the way, i acquired a pretty bad habit of scathing self-doubt. speaking in front of a classroom=projecting confidence. and sigh-the-world-sucks-and-so-do-i-and-so-do-you isn't the best replacement strategy. three, high school english is most likely what i'd like to be teaching, and teenagers, for the most part, are jagoffs. not ALL of them, but a goodly sum. i once subbed a class where two groups of four or five decided they were going to have a fight with open bottles of black tempura paint, and time it just right before the bell rang, so they could all take off while i flipped out. subbing isn't the same thing, but yikes. you know?
fight club being so highly esteemed, i wonder what i would say i wanted to be if there was a gun to my head. and if only the fear of death would get me to do it.
well, to make this long story short, here are some good things i could teach anyone to do if they wanted to learn by a somewhat botarded teacher: switch tags at amvets. look for portents. get at least one tax credit. pee just about anywhere, for ladies. you know how to reach me,,,,..... ha ha...
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01/08/04 10:32 - ID#36304

123 EAT!!!

just before closing time, late tuesday night. 10:45. a truck pulls up behind the pizza hut, dropping off a load of provisions. tomorrow is buffet night. buffet night saves the pizza hut. all day wednesday, the workers will work for the buffet. the truck drops a heaping load of frozen meats and cheeses, doughs and sauces. from the warehouse. from the factory. from hq. much prep must be prepped.
buffet night is from 5-8. maybe at 7:30 or so they can slow down stop making pizza pizza pizza pizza pizza pizza pizza pizza pizza pizza pizza. maybe at 7:15 or so, a few couples will walk in, some on purpose for the buffet, some on accident with a surprised delight. "oh, there's a buffet! well, allright!" but at 5:00 there's a queue of families waiting for the first pies to hit the hot line. 5:00 on the button, three hours to go. feeding frenzy for family, fat family fun, food food food!!! the pies come out at about 5:06. late. bad workers, bad. MAHMEEE I DON'T LIKE SALAD tension in those minutes, kids struggling with layers, coats boots hats gloves scarves sweaters all over the floor, musical chairs, the boxed in (trough?) kid has to pee all the time, relentless movement, lines and lineups and grabbing plates more foooooooooood and pepsi bottomless pepsi all around. shhhhhhh--- the pizza's coming out. go on, don't be shy, let the festivities begin. chemically enhanced sauce on tables chairs kiddy shirts mouths mouths mouths everywhere stuffing it and stuffing it and stuffing it again. line up sit down eat eat eat. line up sit down eat eat eat. the chatter and clatter of platters gets madder and madder, pudge of the patriarch, marmalade matriarch, roly, poly, insatiable, and max run yes run up to the hot plates. they can barely wait. get another pepsi, junior, so you won't get thirsty in the car.
buffet night saves the pizza hut. fat family, full, leave so happy, since they got it all at such a good price.
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12/10/03 07:54 - ID#36303

my two voices

i fear i am becoming a nasty mean old witch. winter doth work strange poison. who stole my eye of newt, damn it!

for fabulous listening, try anoushka shankar. she too is the daughter of ravi, in whose past lives was very, very good for being born in this one as music. he has passed on some good lookin genes: see anoushka and her sister, norah jones. heart stopping talent *and* breath stealing beauty. anoushka kicks some ass on that sittar too. ....can i trade dads?
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12/06/03 12:02 - ID#36302

words words

i really like the word icily, as it is takes a noun and turns it into an adjective. 'she stared at him icily' --with the properties of ice.
oh, and i hate when 'ster' is put on the end of words when it's not supposed to be there. monster is ok, but not jokester, or the nauseating word i heard someone call their kid recently "cutester." ugh.
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12/02/03 08:06 - ID#36301

reindeer *flying*?!?!

who ever thought up that crazy idea? MUSHROOM TRIPPERS, THAT'S WHO!!!

paul and i were watching this great program on animals who enjoy getting fucked up on various natural substances (except the monkey segment, who were slugging sluggish tourists' forgotten tropical concoctions--unnatural substances but "made with natural flavors" just like froot loops.) and there was a part of this show on a mushroom that grows under the snow way way up north (like by the pole?). anyway i forget the name of the mushroom, flyanonin or flyagogin or something that starts with flya, and the reindeer eat it in fairly large quantities until there's no more. the people who live there eat it too when they can find it and, as the teevee reports (ha) gives them feelings of airy weightlessness. they figured if they were feeling it, the reindeer were too, and began to "hallucinate" the reindeer flying through the air. hence, santa's flying fleet is born in the reveller's phantasmagorical fantasy land, an unknown realm of ice and snow, santa's magical mystery tour.

i bring this up in reference to terry's 'holidazed' as he mentioned that yes there is tradition behind various this n thats and how it's all lost and commercialized. although i learned the above tidbit from the teevee, i really enjoy the fact that flying reindeer are someone's mushroom trip, carrying santa on a trippy journey in a freaky suit, fiddling around other people's houses and eating craploads of cookies. sounds like fun. i'll stop blowing sunshine up everyone's ass now, cause xmas gets me down too, but traditions can be made without buying or buying into all the boolsheeit. i hope. okay, now i'll stop.
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12/02/03 07:30 - ID#36300

a big thank you to

matthew, who showed me the way to a new musical heroine in the beautiful, illustrious miss dolly parton. she is ebullient and warm and she makes me happy.

that is all. sirs and madams.
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11/28/03 07:57 - ID#36299

unhappy thanksgiving

yeah, mine was strange. my dad is strange, my mom is strange. my stepdad is morose, my stepmom is on crack. my grandparents are sane and sweet, and so by necessity get trampled by the madness. but lest it seem not so, i am thankful for my family. the whole insane frickin lot of them. they're just so much more fun to be around when not gathered. last week i didn't really want to move far away (flagstaff was our flavor of the week last week) because of my family, now it's like, hey, there's jets, and there's once a year or so, and that's a-ok. hope everyone else had a better day. next year i think i'll go to a shelter or the salvation army, where the inhabitants are much more civil to one another and generally cheerier about life than some members of my family. good grief.
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11/20/03 11:23 - ID#36298

growing by exponenshuls

yay, more peeps. where are the wendies and zacharies so's i don't have to scroll so far down for to see me? biatch! wow biatch and snatch have many similiar letters. if you combine their differences you get bisn. as in bisnitch. bisnatch? snbiatch? i am on to something, yes?
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11/16/03 12:30 - ID#36297

my power animal

"knock it off. a jackelope is fuckin ridiculous. and you know it."
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