eh les boys.... millepat & sickness: gimme a call early october if you want that thing done on time.

moneymoneymoneymoneymoney

people advertising my work for me without me even asking and how much they all rock my socks.

notoriety.

oh my fucking god.

its working.

i think its safe to say teenage mutant ninja turtles are making a comeback.

mrs pamboukian told us "alvays feeneesh your anti-beyeotiks" so i do.

ya you have to go to the doctor matt. sowwy. antibiotics are the only cure to jackie disease.

...


jackie disease.

heh.

a message brought to you by doctor mom

general tao on a bed of fluffy sticky rice

chinese food.
indian food.
greek food.
japanese food.
american food (anything that makes you fat).
italian food.

all across the street.
and im fhungry.

ooooooh meeeexicaaaaan mmmmmm

to all you yobos with sore throats who i may or may not had contact with at cloud:

someone gave me some strange marriage of tonsilitis and strep throat. it hit me tuesday full in the gorge. makes you feel like your throatès swollent up and at times it gets uber dry like its on fiyah.

its friday. im on penicillen (peniscillen) and im back alive again. took a day and a half. good as new.

oh, and the drugs were only 12 bucks. its worth it for a day and a half recovery time.

oh and whoever got me sick, YOURE DEAD.

thank you, have a pleasant friday. :)

ruined: strep throat/tonsilitis only on one side making my nasal passages feel like the sahara desert (ever see that commercial: my throat is on fiiiiiyaaaaaaaar)
ruined: antibiotics making me high
ruined: cant drink until next wednesday
ruined: argument with mom this morning
ruined: soo sleeeeeepy

made: getting paid to do homework
made: getting my tribe account hacked by a friend

ear juice

*rolls eyes* gimme your email again

i trust jess. shes better with these things.

...

u sure?

k, im skipping the email, this is what i sent:

[ www.tribe.net ]

forum whore paradise.

and thats for anyone else who wasnt paying attention to my spam.

ya gordo ill come if you take my friday morning class for me.

why did eldar tell pookie to ask me about the cake?

i saw no cake.

i would have liked cake.

if i could have eaten cake at the time.

and stuff.

...

gordo the only thing the security guard was good for was frisking. at least that big blond guy was... mmmm mmmmm. frisk me again bebe i liiiike it.

gordo you couldnt open it eiiither. that was a cheap set up :(

i dont really know if the following makes or breaks my day, i'm more puzzled than anything else:

? : gross shit in my lungs
? : gross shit in my sinuses
? : gross shit in my second level stretched ears (ear juice?)
? : didnt shower until like 6 so ive been wallowing in my own yuck all day

and i still feel pretty damned good.

made: cloud
made: stupid etard
made: the red pill
made: niiiiiice muuuusic
made: levelling shit out with jeff
made: vince this morning

ruined: trish this morning
ruined: i think im going to be sick.

how i just **know** shes going to hate me.

the year of my 20 was shit. severe manic depression induced by recurrant drug abuse, took it out on my boyfriend, on my friends, isolated myself a lot, then started rebuilding only to find... with the exception of a realy persistent sadness in my life, and from that far fewer mood swings... that shit really hasnt changed that much around me, even though i grew up a fuckload.

edit:

1) sick stabba jungle
2) maus played my one song, my most favoritest unremixed version
3) minis set was evil
4) social vibe never ever fails to disappoint
5) i think gen was right when pookie looked like she was about to smack me (sorry chica, i wont call you pukie again)
6) i didnt see a single watergun from any of the kirk6 crew. poor jules.
7) DIRTIEST-RAVE-EVER. toilent water everywhere.
i like froot.
9) i do not like chess. chess is not meant for playing outside of a rave with ukranian/romanian/czeck boys and ben
10) fuck im tired
11) friends on. multiple apologies. multiple thank yous. i think i just started another war. fucking melodrama. matt re-explaining his sktchiness twice i think. once again im scary. good to be anonymous to most of ravewave (well it was good).
12) the red pill is like a big smack upside the head. holy mother of etard batman.
13) fuck it, i had fun, im going to bed.

cloud 9 is my raving retirement party.

hey kaf, i'll spare your ear and GET YOU IN THE EYE.

you're mine biatch.

every ravewaver i recognize gets a SQUIRT IN THE EAR.

little phallic robots on the ticket... AGAIN.

how i really need to find a plastic poncho for tonight.

watah gun massssiiiiiiiive

made: less filles hier soir
made: CLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUD SIX
made: not hungover, not cracked, slept well
made: I-AM-FURNITURE-TO-JESSICA.

four hours to raid toys r us for water guns.

and pack a rain coat.

shotgun flowergirl at the wedding

made: cloud tomorrow
made: class tonight
made: friday party mode
made: a good vacation
made: school monday
made: directions

cloooouuuuud 666

loved and lost.

dont fake the funk.

^^^ everything in moderation.

Be Ye Not Lost Among Precepts of Order...
- The Book of Uterus 1;5


Some excerpts from an interview with Malaclypse the Younger by THE
GREATER METROPOLITAN YORBA LINDA HERALD-NEWS-SUN-TRIBUNE-JOURNAL-DISPAT-
CH-POST AND SAN FRANCISCO DISCORDIAN SOCIETY CABAL BULLETIN AND INTER-
GALACTIC REPORT & POPE POOP.

GREATER POOP:Are you really serious or what?
MAL-2: Sometimes I take humor seriously. Sometimes I take seriousness
humorously. Either way it is irrelevant.

GP: Maybe you are just crazy.
M2: Indeed! But do not reject these teaching as false because I am
crazy. The reason that I am crazy is because they are true.

GP: Is Eris true?
M2: Everything is true.
GP: Even false things?
M2: Even false things are true.
GP: How can that be?
M2: I don't know man, I didn't do it.

GP: Why do you deal with so many negatives?
M2: To dissolve them.
GP: Will you develop that point?
M2: No.

GP: Is there an essential meaning behind POEE?
M2: There is a Zen Story about a student who asked a Master to explain
the
meaning of Buddhism. The Master's reply was "Three pounds of flax."
GP: Is that the answer to my question?
M2: No, of course not. That is just illustrative. The answer to your
question
is FIVE TONS OF FLAX!

fron principia discordia

how certain individuals can front your confidence and thoroughly kill their own credibility when you needed them, they were too busy discussing their own problems in their own little hole.

so you kick on a little bit o dirt an say fuck this.

then i start thinking about inevitable outcomes and i realize, same position, same as usual, will result in the same thing it usually does.

god thats why we have ecstacy.

some of you i love, and some of you, deserve to know what chaos feels like before you can truly get "it".

...

the principia discordia is 56 pages printed.
jeebuschristi.

if cloud6's location tops the cloud4 location i will be extremely satisfied.

the odc bingo hall was pretty chill too. minus the shaking floors and cieling that looked like it was going to cave in.

it shouldnt be a question of age pertaining to when you get involved with drugs or when you start experimenting.

my concern would be the age you start getting OUT of drugs.

i finished it last night (finally). good cinematography, dunno if it was accurate - wouldnt touch that stuff with a ten foot pole, but about halfway through it did start getting a little melodramatic and just a touch redundant.