Wishing I was living like a hit man

is that all there is

2006-04-24T04:28:44Z

few things frustrate me more than having a computer problem and not knowing what to do about it. I was trying ot work with columns in Word and it WAS NOT WORKING. i tried the help thing even and what they told me to do di not help. SO I was determined to use my typewriter, something trusty and more "hands on." It got stuck. I began hitting it, this wonderful machine in which my grandfather gave me. I stuffed it back into its case angrily and began wailing and stomping. It is only now, five and half hours and one final project later that I feel the rediculous dried tears on my cheeks and bruised arm that I can exist in disbelief of myself.

Stale.

PS, Cabaret was wonderful.

scratching on day to day with matches and sarcasm in my pocket

2006-04-02T21:59:09Z

whittney: "Ok, Look proud"
me:
whittney: "proud, ass!"
me:

goitershappen @ 2006-03-31T09:36:00

2006-03-31T15:36:32Z

anyone want to do something tonight? i promise to wash my hair if the answer is yes.

goitershappen @ 2006-03-28T16:19:00

2006-03-28T22:20:48Z

In an analytical way, what does the fact that I am rolling up my shirt sleeves, strapping on my boots, and pumping my fist while applying my life to Dio's Rock n' Roll Children mean?

eep!

2006-03-23T02:55:50Z

I have good ideas to write but I am currently jet-projectiling into the realm of hilarity. Why, you say? I got bored, looked up a professor on myspace, FOUND HIM AND his nudie pics involving amissing section and the phrase "crop it like it's hot"

granted, he is my 25 year-old professor, but still. Lord. i was close to sending him a message but do I really want him to know that i have seen his naked ass? Not especially.

goitershappen @ 2006-02-09T15:53:00

2006-02-09T21:56:41Z

I was suprised to have slept 12 hours last night and felt no loss skipping my first class.

In honor of it all, I pretended I was from the '50s and put a metal fan clip in myhair and wore red lipstick.

After class I felt good buying groceries and a new dress.

So I walked home with milk in my hand.

I bought muffin mix for 69 cents. Even if the muffins are bad, it was worth it just to mix with the egg and milk. For some reason today I relish being domestic.

I had a moment today while the big now flakes descended onto the dirty sidewalk. I was listening to Spoon's I Summon You.

This song is beautiful.

Homemade hot chocolate.

Sushi at 8.

Another week almost done.

flash back to last semester's logic notes

2006-01-31T04:24:54Z

celebrity gallery

deposits; money and fat.

2006-01-19T00:56:01Z

I just recieved a thank you card from my mother and have never felt so old in my life.

to all

2005-12-31T18:26:40Z

"Have a kickin' New Years, fly celebrations, and rad resolutions to boot. word up."

-- Anna "The Bullet" Boman

goitershappen @ 2005-12-22T11:26:00

2005-12-22T17:30:13Z

my bathroom is so cold that i had trouble getting my face wash out of the tube. i have just enjoyed a delicious bagel, toasted in the over for lack of toaster and garnished with stolen butter for lack of cream cheese. i am about to go christmas shopping in uptown. nothing planned for the evening besides b. if any y'all bitches want to do something tonight give me a call.

it feels good to be done with this semester though not as good as it should because i really didn't care that much in the first place.

good lord. you don't realize how close christmas is until you look at the date...

tuna

2005-12-11T04:59:08Z

virtual jamiroquai is what we're livin' in, and it's all right now.

damn it

2005-12-07T18:04:48Z

i am likely to die before any helpful answers are presented to me by the university of minnesota

something something something makes me happy

2005-12-01T06:03:57Z

James Taylor was playing today as I lay out on a blue cot , draped in a dolphin fleece masterpiece, wandering eyes and a red tube leading away to a swaying red bag. like a lifeboat, shifting at given intervals. I thought of this while staring at the ceiling:

I have a feeling that tomorrow will be successful. I think I have figured out that I want to be a Comparitive Literature major. and not just because its degree initial is CLit. I like how the classes sound. However, i really don't know the purpose of the major and am helpless when people ask me about it.
I may find out about my housing arrangement for next semester.
I will compile a playlist for friday's snazzy cocktail party.
I will sleep in Japanese lecture.
I might cook.

Also, i got a patch i ordered in the mail today. it is blue and says "RIDE NAKED"

I am pleased with self-indulgence. You know that people don't really ever regret mistakes made, but rather the non opporunity to choose between one thing or the other. Procrastination is the biggest theif.

let's be partners in crime.

sticky icky icky icky

2005-11-30T01:13:13Z

system's all blast
cops just passed
just seen a big ol' ass

it's saturday mm mm mm mmm

PS, how you gonna act like i don't rock soc?

and i don't.
nor do i rock logic.
or japanese.
or incidentaly, concepts in visual art.

so next semester:

japanese
into to film study
digital photo
concepts in anthro.

rob neighbors in the night creep creep

pivoting pilot preamble

2005-11-21T17:04:27Z

is it wrong to listen to mazzy star and feel touched?

today's light is offending me. I haven't been outside in over 24 hours.

oh man

2005-11-03T20:54:08Z

so my roomate has been in her bed since I got bak from class, presumably sleeping though I don't know how much of my supposed alone time she witnessed outside from her sleep. I know I have been singing. And possibly boogiting. And I know for sure that i woke her up by playing my toy accordian scales. Ass that to the top 10 worst ways to be woken up.
oh, and for the curious, this is my new joy:

as we were saying, chris

2005-11-01T22:02:33Z

wouldn't it be horrendous if after breaking a mirror instead of getting 7 years of bad luck you just got seven years of Train?

I am so tired I want to fly out of my face.

wretched, retching on all fours

2005-10-26T16:57:10Z

sometimes i hate having a room by the stairwell. I am constantly hearing bits of people's echoey conversations and footsteps, always footsteps. I always know people by their stride and step frequency now.

I also, for the moment, hate having a roomate. This is because I feel like vomiting everything I have ever eaten into force-less oblivion, floating away in thin waves of muted color and texture. Lunch was good but it made me feel bad enough to look into scheduling a flu shot. Anyone want to go to boynton and get one with me sometime?

So where was I. Oh yes, suck. Shitty midterm tonight. I took 2 old tums I have had since the beginging of last year and i keep them in a box with all kind of other shit like rubber glove, bandaids, and some sample pack of tampons that I got in the mail which are made to make your crotch smell like roses or something. So these said tampons tainted my tums and I am burping second-hand rose taste leaked from mail sample tampons.

Gross.

Now I have to go to logic. Then Japanese for a lot more suck.

[burp]

Tomorrow I will be 42 and nostalgic, with no sense of rhythmn and a bad knee. Please don't leave me.

goitershappen @ 2005-10-25T23:38:00

2005-10-26T04:39:32Z

I just gotta have my pops.

lord...

2005-10-19T00:15:32Z

i have never before tonight spewed out so much golden bullshit on the artist's objectification of pultry in my life.

something like vapor

2005-09-29T15:12:36Z

I got bored during my night class last night and just started writing while our guest speaker went on for 3 hours.

I would also like to note that I woke to my roomate's radio alarm, looking at the clock to find it 5 minutes until my first class. I literally jumped out of bed, put on my coat, and flew out the door before she had even turned off her alarm.

And now, a bit of nothing.

------------

hey m'am
I am not sure if you are aware
but there is a pink monstrosity of a feather
coming out of your forehead

You are telling me about the obvious
I am glad you can inform me
cuz now I am able to grip the surfaces
of the turtle shells you are having me tread on

lucky for me
and conversational for you
they are not yet stirred.

Pt. 2

Pardon me miss
But this said plummage
is becoming quite rediculous.

Everytime your head makes even one degree of mild rotation
I am drawn to the ripples

I suggest you find a way to remedy your ill
a pointed blade and a parcel
I will provide your closure in exchange for mine

The knotted and frayed lace from my left boot
assisting me for 7 good ones
a noble service

I take it out
and wrap it tightly around this severed attraction
dip the whole damn thing
in a vat of wax
take it down to the river
a curious companion
for corpses and solvents
an excellent deconstruction plot
no labor
no feather
no bottomless tin cans, corrosive and disintegrating
no more litter.

Pt. 3

So please continue, Lady.
Set those words on fire.
Change those lives.
"Diamonds of nature"
My eyes are closing
"Somebody else's spirit is there"
I am thinking of Asia
"Some kind of spiritual something else"
I am wading through your gargled vomit
"very effemoral"
I am sleeping now
"very spiritual"
already 3 miles south

defeat, no one's song
with satisfaction
as I stick it to gravity
empty my lung sacks
and drift to the bottom

one of my smirks

your parcel clutched in my hand
Not something you would expect from a dull peg third leg
my prefered brand of justice.

You won't even see me go.
------------

oh my

2005-09-14T16:02:23Z

i have been listening to The Skin of My Yellow Country Teeth by Clap Your Hands Say Yeah on repeat.

content.

goitershappen @ 2005-08-28T00:53:00

2005-08-28T17:57:15Z

i usually don't find interest in these surveys, but who skips a chance to flaunt the disorder?

2005-08-18T16:19:22Z

Disorder	Rating
Paranoid:	Low
Schizoid:	Low
Schizotypal:	Moderate
Antisocial:	Low
Borderline:	Low
Histrionic:	Moderate
Narcissistic:	Moderate
Avoidant:	Low
Dependent:	Low
Obsessive-Compulsive:	High
-- Personality Disorder Test -- -- Personality Disorder Information --

Hell Yes

2005-08-10T15:33:47Z

beck is coming to roywilkins sept. 19th.

franz to the target center sept 21st.

The week will be an official dance off and I will officially be screwed in japanese class this year as I am forgetting the alphabet and haven't studied this summer.

also had a really weird dream involving camp, someone from high school I long forgot about, chris who appeared in my outdoor room and I was like "look at my drawers, my underwear are just out here and anyone could just come and steal them!" and chris was like "oh, that's pretty weak, b"

don't remember much else. I woke up fully rested at 7 AM but decided to lay there and drift in and out of conciousness for another 4 hours BECAUSE I COULD.

I am really worried about my classes next semester, Japanese will castrate me.