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i am very depressed. don doesn't understand. he never will. i havent eaten in a long time, and im starting to feel sick because of it. im talking days here. maybe i will starve to death.
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Saturday, September 14th, 2002
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why do ugly teenagers have to bother me?
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Sunday, September 8th, 2002
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i just died and went to heaven. they make TWILIGHT ZONE ACTION FIGURES!!!!!!!
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Thursday, September 5th, 2002
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ive regressed back to the 7th grade. as my dad always says (and yes he always says this... hes emailed it to me two or three times now), "internet fighting is like the special olympics. even if you win, you're still retarded." ha.
**for the record i didnt mean that to be offensive. if you found it offensive, i give you permission to kick my dads ass.
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Tuesday, September 3rd, 2002
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i heard the funniest fucking thing in the world yesterday. someone told me that the acclaimed and beloved bill murray film 'what about bob' was, and i quote, "like the halloween series if michael myers was a really nice guy".
later this same person told me that the next halloween movie should reveal michael myers' background as a used car salesman at "myers' mobils". i just about pissed myself.
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Monday, September 2nd, 2002
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we just saw signs. the movie, i mean. it was OKAY. it wasnt scary or anything. i dont know what people are on about, talking like its the scariest movie of the year or something. how can you be scared of aliens? i just dont get it. now busta rhymes in a michael myers suit, THATS scary. i dont know, i guess i'll just sit here and bask in the warm glowing glow of the computer screen.
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in an interstellar burst i am back to save the universe.
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helloooooooooooooo! (thats the sound tims stomach makes at nighttime.)
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well t-diddy, now that the eagle has landed, i say we head uptown and fuck wildly on my mothers front grass like we used to talk about in the old days.
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Wednesday, April 24th, 2002
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fuck BESS, you know what im sayin?
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Tuesday, April 23rd, 2002
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hi there. im feeling depressed today, ive been having really weird feelings lately. i think i will feel better after next sunday, if you know what i mean. this sounds insane, but i keep feeling like im going to be killed in a freak accident... like some client is going to go postal at london calling and shoot me, or i am going to drive off a bridge because my brakes go out... i dont know, maybe its the whether.
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i hate how tim NEVER COMMENTS ON MY LIVEJOURNAL. fucker.
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Wednesday, April 17th, 2002
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hello all.. i am updating my journal at a decent hour today, and from home -- two rarities. the reason for this outlandish happening is because i just discovered some slightly (well.. extremely) disturbing news. i once dated a guy who was a total techno music freak. (he was all about the "liquid" dance, just so you know what a dork he is.) he used to get so into the music that his tongue would sort of loll out of his mouth at times... anyway, he thought it would be really COOL if he started making his OWN techno music and put it up for download on mp3.com... lets just say i stumbled upon his site a few minutes ago.. his music is TERRIBLE. its the worst fucking noise youve ever heard. nny, you know exactly what im talking about. words cannot describe how awful this sound is. and im not just saying that because i hate the guy! it sucked when i LIKED him! to make a long story not as long as it already is, hes got little pictures posted next to his songs, sortof like album covers i guess. theyre all pictures of peoples spines and chest cavities and stuff, and one of the songs is even called "spine". well guess whos mother fucking spine and chestcavities those are?! you got it, bud, theyre MINE. that fucker is using MY SPINE, AND MY RIBCAGE -- THOSE ARE MY BONES -- to promote his shitty music!!! and yet NOWHERE on the site does he give my ribcage or spine any goddamn credit. WHICH IS A GOOD THING! at least only he and i .. and probably nny ... are the only 3 people who know which pictures im talking about, and know that they are my bones. anyway thats my fucking post.
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Tuesday, April 16th, 2002
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i had a really scary dream the other night.. i think i have been watching too much "crossing over with john edward". i dreamt that i was brutally murdered by decapitation and that my head was thrown in a small clear garbage bag and sent to my friends and family. then one of my friends/family members (i dont remember who) went on crossing over, and john was getting really freaked out on stage.. he looked really worried and was saying stuff like, "theyre trying to get to me to say something about a head in a garbage bag.. like somebody was beheaded... ? does this make sense to anyone in this area?" strange........
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Thursday, April 11th, 2002
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i just realized i can post any goddamn thing i want in here, because nobody ever reads it! woohoo!!!
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i had a dream that i still lived with my mother, as did my siblings, and she went on a massive murdering spree and killed everyone but me, including herself. it turns out she had faked her suicide as to better hit me with a "surprise attack". it was PRETTY weird...
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Wednesday, April 10th, 2002
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ive decided that if i have a weird dream, i am going to document it in my livejournal. i dont do anything exciting in real life, so i figured i couldnt go wrong here.
lastnight i dreamt i was rolling down a hill with bruce campbell around noon on a week day.
that reminds me, go see spiderman may 3rd. bruce campbell makes a cameo appearance! as does sam raimi's old family cruiser, fittingly nicknamed "The Classic". as far as i know, its been in every one of his movies so far... in fact, that car has been in more movies than bruce campbell has...
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yesterday me and the boy magician who goes by the name "nny" were pretty much on the same brain wave... weird how that happens sometimes, idnt it? i also find it weird how no-one ever comments on my livejournal entries.............. hmm...
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