October 6th, 2002

Hey let's go

When Popes Birthdays Attack, Next on Fox

A million things happened tonight, but the one I can't wrestle out of my head is when I was engulfed in an icky mushroom cloud.

Tower Records. New Julee Cruise album. No David Lynch. And it blows as many goats as one might expect a Julee Cruise album with no David Lynch presence to blow, plus one. Gin. Paper bag. Paper gin.

All "benevolent sea monsters!!" are encouraged to join the BSMS.

We should have short cut through the cemetary.
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    Julee Cruise - Up In Flames

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I got caught up in a weekend cleaning bug, which is probably good considering something I failed to mention regarding last night. When I came home from Ye Olde Birfday Dinner, I found the 3 little honey containers (those little plastic cup things with a foil peelback lid you get from fast food places) which were sitting on the booze shelf in various places around the apt, each lid side down, each with claw slashes through the foil. Some cat, I'm not going to name names here, but his innitials are NTTOSWWD, had a honey party in lieu of rending flesh from the living.


"When people finally get to know you they love to show you off. The rest of us are getting kinda sick of you though." Why is the innnnernet so mean? I'll fix their wagon. (Gonna paint it red!)


Must log off and go back to cleaning/honeying the rugs. Damnit. I know I said the internet was a functionless whore at some point, but it's so damn fun to play with.



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    But they neither stoop to conquer