its when a bunch of us - well its usually just a few (bri, rick, and me - someitmes mike) wear a funny t-shirt and go out and drink and stuff like lsat weekend at the party - i wore my 1 fish 2 fish red fish blue fish t-shirt, everyone loved it
i keep thinking thats an artsy upskirt shot. im not obsessed but i am curious.i love photos of common things that are shot in such a way as u cant recognize them for what they are n assume wrongly.
suicidial hatred oh, and peeing. god ive been peeing a lot. thats what i get for drinking like 4 or 5 litres of water a day for the last week. dammit now i need to go again just for takling about it
im obsessed with music, myspace, and my aviators. and probably somthing different tomorrow.. who knows
a duck quacking at the end of my dong. look i got me a rubber duckie dickie!nono pretend its a pinata n wack it hard with hmm a rubber mallet?waaaack!
anything that runs on a guideway, opperates in multiple, and carrys passingers. anything green that isn't ink on a piece of paper and doesn't impress anybody. anything i can actualy play with and make things or explore. the kind of world i'd rather be living in. little furry creatures with big sharp teeth that talk and make things. not eating as much as i do. this silly thing. all the tiney little details on little things that look just like bigger things only smaller. winding twisty paths and hallways and mazes and rooms and caves. pretty colored glowing lights that move arround more interestingly then just one fixed pattern. actual tails. not assess, tails. you know, them kind of things furry four footed creatures usualy tend to have. little tiney people sized houses, just big enough for a bed and a computer desk and maybe a sink, stove, refrigerator and portapottie. little people sized trains just big enough to rid on or in. and i mean JUST BEARLY big inough. immagineering what i'm going to eat next. little furry green things from alpha centauri. bead curtains instead of interior doors. plusies with wings suspended from cealing fans with fising leader so they appear to be flying arround in circles on their own when you turn them on. creating immaginary worlds and trying to figgure out some way to share and live in them that doesn't involve little green pieces of paper. what the world would look like if the streets were turned back into forrests, the cars into amusement park trains with their tracks running down through where the streets used to be and all the parking lots turned into japanese gardens. mazelike organiform structures and constructed spaces (see flying concrete homepage). my small green planet in a distant galaxy known as lananara. the idea of obsessing. and people getting along and behaiving themselves and being mellow without formal hierarchal soverignties so they can create and live in the kinds of worlds they would rather be living in. =^^= .../\...
ya when i lived in britain i kept hopin theyd pork n stuff.now its usa tv n nanny . only saw that junk when i was drunk as hell in london n the crowds made me dizzy. crawl back to whatever shithole wondrin ,why are the only brits cops or metermaids or on tv?ooh there was this one indian sister. wow. big in front. she wore good clothes too. tiny well knit thingymajobber red sequins all mah jong parlor slutty.wow ide give her one fer christmas. and fourth of july. trust me its a holiday in my country .
That Nanny show makes me really tense, it's like, once my kids are all down for the night, I don't want to sit and watch kids flipping out of control, I had my share of tantrums and whatnot throughout the day! Granted the kids on those shows are usually waaay worse than what any of my kids do, I mean, way worse. But still, it's not my idea of relaxing to watch!
ya i was that bad so i figure fuckit. all the kids were less or more. punchin yer mom in the face tho thats bullshit. sum kids were like that tho. off the chain ugly. i never watched the nanny bit too close fer me but i saw the face punchin shit other night.dunno id be fucked fer a way to deal with that shit. as me ide bite the fuckers hand n hold the lil sniveler when it cried. prolly a good reason i aint got kids. i did get hella happy at 19 tho. no dice tho.or bad dice.
Yeah, those kids hitting and punching their parents. That's just insane! And the way some of them talk to them too! Wow! I consider myself very fortunate my kids don't act that way!
always consider the idea there might be shit you dont see. sum fuckers got ballsy no nay nevers.google dr. mahl cocaine patients. worlds fulla crazy fuckers. that ones newspaper shit.sum fuckers are just born apeshit. amy jenkins. still sum ache. glad to have it.