my humble partner in heterosexuality, mr. ginger caught himself one hell of a mother, and i one hell of a 16 inch salmon by way of rusty lure. her problems may well lie in the curls, where her dementia hides to suprise houseguests. who among us can relate to that depraved moment after the bottle's last swig of livingston blush, when the eyes water ( Read more... )

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since march:

seperated left shoulder
seperates again, this time with a doctor visit
broke left eye blood vessel for no good reason
shoulder seperates again
fat lip
broken ankle
got sick
kicked in the eye like that smiths song but bloodier

and now, worst of all, I am very fucking bored

So i did this story with a partner for my cute little college newspaper. a tip that the VP of administration did not actually have a doctorate as he claimed. My partner and i filed a records request at human resources for his resume info. and credentials. Not only did the entire college administration know about our investigation, they grew a ( Read more... )

you must think of the text i did not write.

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good luck buying fresh vegetables to sprinkle atop your frozen transfat pizza. the damage is done... sorry, is being done....

hangin on this quarter moon ( Read more... )

anyone know how the ol' crusade is going? great word, crusade. I heard on the radio that Bush will not change his policy, definately not his pants. bullshit wouldnt be bullshit if it didnt cost so damn much, so next time you use that word, thank yourself for paying that price ( Read more... )

does sin become her mind's career
when the virgin covers her ears?

and why am i still posting in the future

after a couple hours and lots of cleaning,

I now live in a square carved out of stacked boxes.

mattress on the floor, spiders all around

thank you god for my heater. and a certain person who I thought was a friend, knew was a terrible lyricist.

"why is it dark, like the eternal night?"

id rather be with the spiders, thank you