ms. tina's neighborhood of acid fiends
the perfect conversation
05:43
Dante: hey
Dante: you still up
Dante: ?
Tina: yes
Dante: suck
Dante: sick
Tina: sock
Dante: heh
Dante: what ar eyou doing?
Tina: writing
Dante: oh chit
Tina: listening to music
Dante: i was gonna ask if you wanted to come over and chill and listen to music
Dante: but it looks like your busy with the writing
Tina: yeah i'm engrossed yo
Dante: word
Dante: what are you writing
Tina: in my journal
Dante: can i read some?
Tina: of my journal?
Dante: ah sorry
Tina: hahaha
Dante: i meant yeah
Tina: hahahaha creepy
Dante: haha not creepy
Tina: that's like asking someone to watch them undress
Dante: if i wanted to read something where you record your most personal and intimate everything
Dante: hahahaha
Dante: yeah
Dante: but with their mind
Tina: yeah
Dante: which in my opinion is much more personal
Tina: thats deep
Tina: and true
Dante: but then again
Dante: same thing with journals
Dante: once youve seen one
Dante: youve seen em all
Dante: just the charictaristics change
Tina: yes like handwriting and names
Dante: heh
Tina: or amount of body hair if we're talking about the undressing analogy
Tina: and body shape
Dante: hahahaha
Dante: yeah
Tina: still same basic components
Dante: yup
Tina: but still different
Dante: yeah pretty much
Dante: i would show you my journals if they werent incomprehensibly fucked up
Tina: i dont think id want to read them
Tina: im not a voyeur
Dante: neither am i
Tina: no
Tina: you're an exhibitionist
Dante: hahahah
Dante: good point
Dante: i like the concept of sharing
Dante: you know?
Dante: i wanna hear you piano
Tina: i dont like the concept of sharing
Tina: i skipped a lot of kindergarten
Dante: thats why me and you are such good friends
Tina: and my mother was a possessive bitch
Tina: so i never learned how to share
Dante: diametrically opposed
Tina: whenever i'd try on her makeup
Dante: hahahaha
Tina: she's beat the shit out of me
Dante: wha?
Tina: and lock me in my closet
Tina: and take away all my possessions
Tina: so i couldn't share them
Tina: so that's why i don't know how to share
Dante: tina why dont you move five feet closer to me then we can be in the same room
Dante: and we dont have to type
Tina: cause i like my own room
Dante: hahahahaha
Tina: and my privacy
Tina: i like a wall between us
Dante: yeah but you love to talk
Tina: online
Dante: hahahahha
Dante: god your a nerd
Tina: not true
Tina: well maybe a little
Tina: but my love for aim has nothing to do with it
Dante: hahahahaha
Dante: well tina
Dante: i am on acid
Dante: and this music is kick ass
Tina: HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHHAAH
Tina: now this conversation makes sense
Dante: heh
Dante: come over and chill with me while im on acid
Tina: no thanks
Dante: hahahahahhaahhahahaha
Tina: thats like
Tina: hey im driving drunk
Tina: be my passenger
Dante: cept
Dante: less horrible when i hit a tree/cindy from down the street
Dante: knowm sayin!?
Tina: not reallty
Dante: oh well then you should just get a life
Tina: or do acid
Dante: or something
Dante: you got any?
Dante: cause ill do more
Tina: yeah i have a lab in my closet
Dante: heh
Dante: i knew it
Dante: i should have pegged you for a meth head
Tina: why
Dante: uh
Dante: cause everyone likes meth duh
Dante: tina come to my incubator
Tina: SKETCHIEST REQUEST EVER
Dante: hahahaha it didnt come out right
Dante: i meant
Dante: come to my warm inviting place
Dante: where we can mature
Tina: HAHAHAH
Dante: HAHAHAHAHa
Dante: come over you gotta check out this song
Dante: tina its way to fucking cold to smoke cigarettes outside and i want to talk to you
Dante: like for real
Dante: as it is mad early
Dante: tina
Dante: lets go get breakfast!
Tina: hahahahhahahahaah
Tina: DANTE
Tina: LETS GO RUNNING
Dante: hahahahhaahah
Dante: yeah!
Tina: IN FIELDS OF FLOWERS
Dante: YEAH!
Tina: with rainbows and shit
Dante: hes
Dante: yes
Dante: is your roommate awake?
Tina: yeah no running in here
Tina: no flowers either
Tina: i mean no
Tina: she's not awake
Dante: tina
Dante: TINA
Dante: im comin outside
Tina: im staying in bed
Dante: way too fucking cold out there
Dante: damnit
Tina: yeah
Dante: hey i got a really comfy thing in here you can lay on
Dante: if you want
Tina: SO DO I
Dante: hahahahahaha
Dante: yeah but this thing is like more comfortable
Dante: than a couch
Dante: made from
Tina: MARSHMALLOWS
Dante: baby pugs
Tina: that would not be very comfortable
Dante: no its wicked comfortable
Dante: you gotta check it out
Tina: so basically your thing
Tina: is more comfortable than a couch
Tina: made of moving animals
Tina: that would bite my ass
Tina: ...keep working on your sales pitch
Dante: hahahahahahhahahaa
Dante: sales pitch?
Dante: im not selling anything
Dante: obviously
Dante: cept pot
Dante: more importantly tina
Dante: you are the only other person who i know stays up till 610 on purpose
Tina: you are one of many people i know who always needs company
Dante: true dat
Dante: you wanna know why?
Dante: cause my imaginations broke
Dante: i cant think of shit to do with myself
Tina: stop doing so many drugs
Dante: ah you see
Dante: i did that
Dante: and i became a recluse
Dante: and lived deep in the woods
Tina: yeah cause you saw reality
Dante: all by my lonesome
Tina: unibomber self
Dante: for 2 years
Tina: wow
Dante: and that man was dante bonfatti
Dante: true story
Tina: you're not even on acid are you
06:13
Dante: hahahahahahahhh
Dante: yeah
Dante: but thats why i smoke cigarettes too
Dante: something to pass the time
Tina: i hear that
Dante: word
Dante: too bad your not into the whole
Dante: standing up
Dante: cause we could pass time
Dante: elsewhere
Dante: heh
Tina: on your comfy thing
Tina: no thanks thats sketch
Dante: umm excuse me?
Dante: i meant lets go get breakfast
Tina: sketch
Dante: and how is breakfast sketch
Tina: eggs
Tina: come on
Dante: who are they kidding is right
Dante: i want some new england clam chowder
Tina: mmm
Dante: oh god tina your being so sketch
Dante: whats your email
Dante: im really bored and gonna send you an email
Tina: tinabarina@juno.com
Dante: you have a new email
Dante: its about my trip
(im jes chillin in van meter and im seeing all kinds of fucked up
tribal shit with different collors on it and there liek these
futuristic flowers everywhere and its all very badass)
Dante: but youve got better things to do with your time so i wont bother you
Tina: hahahahahaha
Tina: great email
Dante: thnakns
Dante: i forget what i wrote
Dante: already
Tina: me too
Tina: but it was funny
Dante: heh
Tina: so remember that
Dante: word
Dante: well thats cool anyway
Tina: im putting this conversation in my online journal
Dante: fine
Dante: come over and have a shitty but hard to find beer
Tina: no thanks
Dante: what the hell is a skeeze anyway
Tina: a sketchball
Tina: someone who lures children
Dante: i was thinking about calling you a skeeze
Tina: into their candy castles
Tina: why
Dante: HAHAHAHHA
Dante: i dont know
Dante: probly cause im sore
Tina: i thought you were tripping
Dante: yeah i am
Tina: thats too bad
Dante: wha
Tina: that youre sore
Dante: oh im not really sore
Tina: sure
Dante: well ok i did have to wipe away a single tear
Tina: hahaa
Dante: literally!
Tina: are you smoking
Dante: uh
Tina: and the smoke is getting in your eyes
Dante: no
Tina: ok
Dante: i dont think i could handle 13 hours alone with myself could you?
Tina: you did 2 years
Dante: true
Tina: ive done it
Tina: i mean
Tina: are we talking no entertainment at all
Tina: like
Tina: no tv
Tina: or food
Tina: or dreams
Dante: right
Dante: no dreams
Tina: 13 hours awake
Tina: with your own thoughts
Dante: or
Dante: wait
Dante: i cant remember what else ther eis
Tina: feelings
Dante: oh yeah
Tina: there are thoughts and feelings
Dante: hahahahha
Tina: i think it's messed that we are having a good conversation
Tina: and you are on acid and i am not
Tina: i hope you are just very coherent on acid
Tina: and im not certifiably insane
Dante: yeah when im on acid its another world of stereophonic sound realism
Dante: which is why you should come over
Dante: then we can talk
Dante: and you can hear all my great music
Tina: ive got my own
Tina: i havent heard it all
Dante: yeah but isnt the point of music to share?
Dante: i havent heard all mine either
Dante: least, thats what i think the point of music is
Tina: nah the point of music is to listen
Dante: nope
Tina: are you a communist
Dante: the point of music is to convey
Tina: there are many points to music
Dante: indeed
Tina: convey, receive
Tina: play, listen
Tina: avoid boredom
Tina: FUCKIN WRECK YOUR EARDRUMS YO
Tina: and annoy your neighbors.
Dante: HAHAHAHA THE ONLY REASON YOU WONT COMNE OVER HERE IS BECAUSE YOU WANNA POST IN ON YOUR BLOG!!!
Tina: HAHAHAH
Tina: isn't that funny
Dante: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
Tina: i'm being antisocial so i can be social on my blog
Dante: tina tina tina
Tina: thats so selfish of me
Dante: god help us all
Tina: and silly
Dante: lets take a cigarette break from this intense discussion
Tina: no way
Dante: i understand you are puffing away anyway
Tina: exactly
Tina: keeping you company versus freezing to death
Tina: sorry
Tina: versus NOT freezing to death
Tina: sorry
Dante: keep me comp'ny
Dante: i have many
Tina: i am right now
Dante: pillows
Dante: and blankets
Tina: so do I
Tina: for the last time!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dante: hahahahahaha
Dante: sigur ros nice
Dante: ill put it on the same track
Dante: that way
Dante: we can pretend were listening to music together
Dante: it will be tight
Dante: in general
Dante: i find
Dante: people will do...
Dante: as they please
06:43
Dante has become idle.
05:43
Dante: hey
Dante: you still up
Dante: ?
Tina: yes
Dante: suck
Dante: sick
Tina: sock
Dante: heh
Dante: what ar eyou doing?
Tina: writing
Dante: oh chit
Tina: listening to music
Dante: i was gonna ask if you wanted to come over and chill and listen to music
Dante: but it looks like your busy with the writing
Tina: yeah i'm engrossed yo
Dante: word
Dante: what are you writing
Tina: in my journal
Dante: can i read some?
Tina: of my journal?
Dante: ah sorry
Tina: hahaha
Dante: i meant yeah
Tina: hahahaha creepy
Dante: haha not creepy
Tina: that's like asking someone to watch them undress
Dante: if i wanted to read something where you record your most personal and intimate everything
Dante: hahahaha
Dante: yeah
Dante: but with their mind
Tina: yeah
Dante: which in my opinion is much more personal
Tina: thats deep
Tina: and true
Dante: but then again
Dante: same thing with journals
Dante: once youve seen one
Dante: youve seen em all
Dante: just the charictaristics change
Tina: yes like handwriting and names
Dante: heh
Tina: or amount of body hair if we're talking about the undressing analogy
Tina: and body shape
Dante: hahahaha
Dante: yeah
Tina: still same basic components
Dante: yup
Tina: but still different
Dante: yeah pretty much
Dante: i would show you my journals if they werent incomprehensibly fucked up
Tina: i dont think id want to read them
Tina: im not a voyeur
Dante: neither am i
Tina: no
Tina: you're an exhibitionist
Dante: hahahah
Dante: good point
Dante: i like the concept of sharing
Dante: you know?
Dante: i wanna hear you piano
Tina: i dont like the concept of sharing
Tina: i skipped a lot of kindergarten
Dante: thats why me and you are such good friends
Tina: and my mother was a possessive bitch
Tina: so i never learned how to share
Dante: diametrically opposed
Tina: whenever i'd try on her makeup
Dante: hahahaha
Tina: she's beat the shit out of me
Dante: wha?
Tina: and lock me in my closet
Tina: and take away all my possessions
Tina: so i couldn't share them
Tina: so that's why i don't know how to share
Dante: tina why dont you move five feet closer to me then we can be in the same room
Dante: and we dont have to type
Tina: cause i like my own room
Dante: hahahahaha
Tina: and my privacy
Tina: i like a wall between us
Dante: yeah but you love to talk
Tina: online
Dante: hahahahha
Dante: god your a nerd
Tina: not true
Tina: well maybe a little
Tina: but my love for aim has nothing to do with it
Dante: hahahahaha
Dante: well tina
Dante: i am on acid
Dante: and this music is kick ass
Tina: HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHHAAH
Tina: now this conversation makes sense
Dante: heh
Dante: come over and chill with me while im on acid
Tina: no thanks
Dante: hahahahahhaahhahahaha
Tina: thats like
Tina: hey im driving drunk
Tina: be my passenger
Dante: cept
Dante: less horrible when i hit a tree/cindy from down the street
Dante: knowm sayin!?
Tina: not reallty
Dante: oh well then you should just get a life
Tina: or do acid
Dante: or something
Dante: you got any?
Dante: cause ill do more
Tina: yeah i have a lab in my closet
Dante: heh
Dante: i knew it
Dante: i should have pegged you for a meth head
Tina: why
Dante: uh
Dante: cause everyone likes meth duh
Dante: tina come to my incubator
Tina: SKETCHIEST REQUEST EVER
Dante: hahahaha it didnt come out right
Dante: i meant
Dante: come to my warm inviting place
Dante: where we can mature
Tina: HAHAHAH
Dante: HAHAHAHAHa
Dante: come over you gotta check out this song
Dante: tina its way to fucking cold to smoke cigarettes outside and i want to talk to you
Dante: like for real
Dante: as it is mad early
Dante: tina
Dante: lets go get breakfast!
Tina: hahahahhahahahaah
Tina: DANTE
Tina: LETS GO RUNNING
Dante: hahahahhaahah
Dante: yeah!
Tina: IN FIELDS OF FLOWERS
Dante: YEAH!
Tina: with rainbows and shit
Dante: hes
Dante: yes
Dante: is your roommate awake?
Tina: yeah no running in here
Tina: no flowers either
Tina: i mean no
Tina: she's not awake
Dante: tina
Dante: TINA
Dante: im comin outside
Tina: im staying in bed
Dante: way too fucking cold out there
Dante: damnit
Tina: yeah
Dante: hey i got a really comfy thing in here you can lay on
Dante: if you want
Tina: SO DO I
Dante: hahahahahaha
Dante: yeah but this thing is like more comfortable
Dante: than a couch
Dante: made from
Tina: MARSHMALLOWS
Dante: baby pugs
Tina: that would not be very comfortable
Dante: no its wicked comfortable
Dante: you gotta check it out
Tina: so basically your thing
Tina: is more comfortable than a couch
Tina: made of moving animals
Tina: that would bite my ass
Tina: ...keep working on your sales pitch
Dante: hahahahahahhahahaa
Dante: sales pitch?
Dante: im not selling anything
Dante: obviously
Dante: cept pot
Dante: more importantly tina
Dante: you are the only other person who i know stays up till 610 on purpose
Tina: you are one of many people i know who always needs company
Dante: true dat
Dante: you wanna know why?
Dante: cause my imaginations broke
Dante: i cant think of shit to do with myself
Tina: stop doing so many drugs
Dante: ah you see
Dante: i did that
Dante: and i became a recluse
Dante: and lived deep in the woods
Tina: yeah cause you saw reality
Dante: all by my lonesome
Tina: unibomber self
Dante: for 2 years
Tina: wow
Dante: and that man was dante bonfatti
Dante: true story
Tina: you're not even on acid are you
06:13
Dante: hahahahahahahhh
Dante: yeah
Dante: but thats why i smoke cigarettes too
Dante: something to pass the time
Tina: i hear that
Dante: word
Dante: too bad your not into the whole
Dante: standing up
Dante: cause we could pass time
Dante: elsewhere
Dante: heh
Tina: on your comfy thing
Tina: no thanks thats sketch
Dante: umm excuse me?
Dante: i meant lets go get breakfast
Tina: sketch
Dante: and how is breakfast sketch
Tina: eggs
Tina: come on
Dante: who are they kidding is right
Dante: i want some new england clam chowder
Tina: mmm
Dante: oh god tina your being so sketch
Dante: whats your email
Dante: im really bored and gonna send you an email
Tina: tinabarina@juno.com
Dante: you have a new email
Dante: its about my trip
(im jes chillin in van meter and im seeing all kinds of fucked up
tribal shit with different collors on it and there liek these
futuristic flowers everywhere and its all very badass)
Dante: but youve got better things to do with your time so i wont bother you
Tina: hahahahahaha
Tina: great email
Dante: thnakns
Dante: i forget what i wrote
Dante: already
Tina: me too
Tina: but it was funny
Dante: heh
Tina: so remember that
Dante: word
Dante: well thats cool anyway
Tina: im putting this conversation in my online journal
Dante: fine
Dante: come over and have a shitty but hard to find beer
Tina: no thanks
Dante: what the hell is a skeeze anyway
Tina: a sketchball
Tina: someone who lures children
Dante: i was thinking about calling you a skeeze
Tina: into their candy castles
Tina: why
Dante: HAHAHAHHA
Dante: i dont know
Dante: probly cause im sore
Tina: i thought you were tripping
Dante: yeah i am
Tina: thats too bad
Dante: wha
Tina: that youre sore
Dante: oh im not really sore
Tina: sure
Dante: well ok i did have to wipe away a single tear
Tina: hahaa
Dante: literally!
Tina: are you smoking
Dante: uh
Tina: and the smoke is getting in your eyes
Dante: no
Tina: ok
Dante: i dont think i could handle 13 hours alone with myself could you?
Tina: you did 2 years
Dante: true
Tina: ive done it
Tina: i mean
Tina: are we talking no entertainment at all
Tina: like
Tina: no tv
Tina: or food
Tina: or dreams
Dante: right
Dante: no dreams
Tina: 13 hours awake
Tina: with your own thoughts
Dante: or
Dante: wait
Dante: i cant remember what else ther eis
Tina: feelings
Dante: oh yeah
Tina: there are thoughts and feelings
Dante: hahahahha
Tina: i think it's messed that we are having a good conversation
Tina: and you are on acid and i am not
Tina: i hope you are just very coherent on acid
Tina: and im not certifiably insane
Dante: yeah when im on acid its another world of stereophonic sound realism
Dante: which is why you should come over
Dante: then we can talk
Dante: and you can hear all my great music
Tina: ive got my own
Tina: i havent heard it all
Dante: yeah but isnt the point of music to share?
Dante: i havent heard all mine either
Dante: least, thats what i think the point of music is
Tina: nah the point of music is to listen
Dante: nope
Tina: are you a communist
Dante: the point of music is to convey
Tina: there are many points to music
Dante: indeed
Tina: convey, receive
Tina: play, listen
Tina: avoid boredom
Tina: FUCKIN WRECK YOUR EARDRUMS YO
Tina: and annoy your neighbors.
Dante: HAHAHAHA THE ONLY REASON YOU WONT COMNE OVER HERE IS BECAUSE YOU WANNA POST IN ON YOUR BLOG!!!
Tina: HAHAHAH
Tina: isn't that funny
Dante: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
Tina: i'm being antisocial so i can be social on my blog
Dante: tina tina tina
Tina: thats so selfish of me
Dante: god help us all
Tina: and silly
Dante: lets take a cigarette break from this intense discussion
Tina: no way
Dante: i understand you are puffing away anyway
Tina: exactly
Tina: keeping you company versus freezing to death
Tina: sorry
Tina: versus NOT freezing to death
Tina: sorry
Dante: keep me comp'ny
Dante: i have many
Tina: i am right now
Dante: pillows
Dante: and blankets
Tina: so do I
Tina: for the last time!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dante: hahahahahaha
Dante: sigur ros nice
Dante: ill put it on the same track
Dante: that way
Dante: we can pretend were listening to music together
Dante: it will be tight
Dante: in general
Dante: i find
Dante: people will do...
Dante: as they please
06:43
Dante has become idle.