3 November 2003---7:41a

All these dud weekends are certainly starting to add up on my social calendar which is getting frustrating. I can't muster up the strength to appreciate a series of duds when I'm supposed to be enjoying the leisure time of my youth.

All the sleeping I'd been missing out on due to school projects, tests, homeworks, anxiety attacks really caught up with me and I should have penciled in some time to crash and burn because it ended up happening all on it's own. Some preparation would have been nice. Friday was Halloween but it wasn't one for the books. Went to the yearly trick-ir-treat festivities where Pirate and I were refered to as "emo kids" and some high-school home made haunted house. That ruffled my feathers. Damn kids. Ate some candy, saw some costumes, the basics. Followed that up with the premier of "Demon Summer" and I'll just leave that at that because, honestly, I have nothing glowing to say about it. I poassed out of the couch somewhere around 12:30. I should have seen Lords of the Highway. I miss rock-n-roll.

Saturday had brunch being followed up by hard core napping being followed by a really pointless evening out that just shoudl have never happened. I guess it wasn't a complete waste since someone cared enough to inform me just exactly how pointless my life is since I don't do ANYTHING (and the nothing that I do was emphatically stressed just to underline the point that I must sit around here all day and do nothing). And you know, I'm OK with being picked ona nd made fun of because I can give as well as I get but all of this was said in spite to purposefully be mean and make me feel bad. You could try to tell me otherwise but it would be bullshit. And I had the best possible thing to say back but it would have been nothing but fucking mean as Hell but it would have been true. I'll keep it to msyelf though. Anyway, the night sucked as I didn't like the company I was in from that moment on...and because my steak sucked. DAMN YOU DAMON'S! It was a wasted Saturday.

Sunday was Sunday. Food, movies, early bed time.

I've already got my dancing shoes out, ready to be polished because Lords of the Highway are playing in my town on Friday and I am going to pay homage to the beer gods and rock into the wee hours of the night because I need to make a come back and that's that. So somebody better be prepared to drive my sorry behind home after this hootenanny!! I can recover on Saturday and replenish on Sunday at Benihana with the Knife, the only person who can keep me relatively SANE!!!!!!

I need to go watch some TV. I could clean my room but why? It's not even 8:00am.

31 October 2003---8:44a

Happy Halloween y'all.

You know what I like? Candy! It makes you fat but it makes you happy. I am going to eat ten truckloads because tomorrow, I start the month long process of getting rid of my behind and thighs. You may think I'll look silly without those things, like a walking freak show. I say, right on, yo. Right on.

I'm disappointed in myself and this holiday. I'm usually so jazzed about it. What a wuss bag I am. Blech. I have never in my lifetime missed Halloween at my parent's house so at least I still have that ritual going for me. Then I'm doing something I could really care less about that is actually making my neck itch so that puts me right back into a horribel state of mind. I'll be honest: I wish I was still going to the Lords of the Highway show, costume or no costume. So...I guess to make the best of this, I'll have to eat as much candy as possible and throw up on someone I don't like. I'm sure I'll have a multitude to choose from.

Enjoy the holiday if you can. I'm sure I'll regret how shady things turned out later. I'll make up for it by how many potatoes I eat during Knife's Thanksgiving.

30 October 2003---9:47a

I feel so wacky. I can't explain it. I think my brain and my body are battling and there has yet to be a winner.

I've had so much going on the past few days and yesterday was just the culmination of it all. I had a Mythology paper to write, an Archeology test to study for, and a Children't Lit. project to work on which had me popping yellow jackets and drinking Pepsi (DEADLY combination) until 12:20a only to NOT be able to fall asleep. I watched TV on the couch with Pirate on and off until 4:30 in the morning and was up with the sun at 7:00a to do Mythology homework (completely different than the Mythology PAPER) and study for my test.

For the past 14 hours, my heart has been pounding, my legs have been shaking, my feet and been bouncing, and I can't tell if I'm wide awake or deadly tired. My stomach feels empty but I had two donuts which has presented me with the potential to throw up which I'm trying to avoid. I wish I could stop sweating. Actually, I wish I could stop shaking.

Once classes are over I have to put together my project for our presentation tomorrow (which I have about 12 pictures left to draw for and am not looking forward to as I HATE "in fron of the class" projects) in time to go to Lords of the Highway tonight which I'll probably collapse during but I MUST GET OUT OF HERE!!!

ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!

27 October 2003---7:22a

This weekend wasn't quite as fulfilling as I had imagined and it'll probably bore any reader to tears but I guess I'll document it anyway. Friday night we were supposed to hang with Byrne at the bars to celebrate her coming home but that was a no go. Instead, I ended up watching Pirate and Switchblade have a beer drinking contest after eating large meals at Damon's. The heaving noises Switch made on the street were repugnant. Friday was a bust.

Saturday I did a lot of cleaning and shopping for the Halloween festivities that would take place later that evening. But after Miss Kinney, The Knife, and Mr.Keen were way late due to traffic, and 4 people didn't show at all (that's right, thanks to bad Chinese food, I diddn't get to see Byrne at all this weekend and won't until Thanksgiving...whimper), I was stuck with about 40.00 worth of snacks which kind of made me growl...not that the candy won't get eaten. Going downtown started out A-OK but it wasn't the best of years as far as the event is concerned. The Ambiguously Gay Due and the Wondertwins were my pick for tops! I got to see my friends and they were dressed up which was pleasing (by the way, post-event, Pirate found "The Good Book" rather rumpled at the tattoo shop so my guess is, it's not going back). However, out of nowhere, I was informed that my pals were gone...off to a bar without an invitation to join them OR a goodbye which really rots ass. I try to get this whole thing together so we can hang and celebrate the event (since everyone is splitting five gazillion different ways as far as actual Halloween goes), buy beer and treats for everyone, and they don't include me in the change of plans. Am I toasty? A bit, yeah.

And Sunday was "Sunday" but no one seems to care about that either. I didn't get any check-up phone (I did get a quick IM from Switchblade) calls but I wasn't really expecting them anyway. I'm OK if anyone cares. Sore, but OK. Post-"Sunday", Pirate and I went to carve pumpkins with my family and then bought new furniture thanks to my folks, followed by complete and total crashing. Ta da!

So, that was the weekend. Boring and poitnless, I know. Friday is Halloween and though I was counting on going to Lords of the Highway with the Knife and Brodie, screw that (I'm following the "screw that" feeling that was presented by the Knife who found better plans and was pretty much repeated with Brodie's unenthusiastic "I guess" regarding said plans). I've lost the Halloween spirit.

So, I guess I'm going to go see the premier of Pirate's new movie out of effing default (which should please Switchblade as he wanted to go, having enough of "rockasilly") after going to my Mom's for trick-or-treating. This isn't my idea of a rip-roarin' Halloween time but whatever. At least I won't be sitting at home pouting or anything. Anyone who wants to go can but I know everyone's made other more exciting plans. I'm not worried. I'm sick of this whole holiday and could give a rat's ass about dressing up.

I'm sore and tired. I'm going to watch TV.

23 October 2003---9:28a

ARGH! Everything has turned to total and utter TRASH! That's the best way I can describe the state of affaris in my life right now...TRASH! GARBAGE! Some people may consider these things tresure but I consider them ROTTING NIGHTMARES THAT SMELL LIEK OLD FLESH! I'm not going to go into detail but just know that I am a combination of the following emotions and will be at all times today: upset, furious, frustrated. There were more a few seconds ago but my mind is a complete blank because somewhere in there is a brain scrambling device! I can not wait until it is officially the weekend and I can think of absolutly nothing at all which is my favorite state of being, I must say. ARGH! Things can not go right for more than ten seconds. It's like an unwritten law. BLECH! I will be dousing myself in both self-pity and gasoline for the next hour. Expect nothing from me that is intelligent!

21 October 2003---5:04p
MUSIC TO BLOG BY: Clash "Combat Rock"

Dead Friends:

I have returned from Killoumbus where I took it upon myself to run away to for the duration of Monday in order to visit with the elusive and mysterious Queen. I believe my good sense and judgement were poisoned by the delightful weather we experienced as Mother Nature was in a fine mood and we were truly blessed. The voyage was uncomplicated and I was accompanied by multitudes of musicians ranging from the Distillers to Leslie Gore to Master P, Silk the Shocker, and C-Murder, not to mention the fine folks from Marlboro country. Fine companions all around, indeed!

The trip was a roarin' success equipped with gift giving during which I recieved both Boys II Men and Bel Biv DeVoe tapes as well as copy of "Are You There God? It's Me, Margaret", a must have for any coming-of-age, religiously confused gal. The Queen suggested I snuggle up with a blanket and light a lavender scented candle while I'm enjoying the literature. Sorry to report but I've known about the miracle of mestruation for quite some time now!

After a fine feast of chicken and more peas than one woman can possibly stand, parlor games were played in which I blew the competetion out of the water at a game I am never graceful at: Trivial Pursuit 1980s. I reveled in my sucess as my little pink disc was filled with pies and the only thing to enhance this Euphoria included rolling 5 fives...YAHTZEE!!! I drove home with such an overcoming sense of fire in my soul that nothing could distinguish it, not even my "Check Engine" light or "Motown Philly".

My heart goes out to the Contessa of Kinney during her time of suffering. May all your woes be ended swiftly. Unrelated to her glum disposition of late, the ball throw by her in honor of All Hallow's Eve was smashing. If only I had obtained sufficient rest before hand!

After such a time of cheer yesterday, I have returned to the gloomy confines of Kentington and the trials and tribulations of work and university. I am vexed with a puzzling choice to make regarding this evenings activities: I could board my carriage and travel to Parmaville to trade wits with the Duke of Switchblade and the Prince of Knives or I could dilligently work on a project I have taken on in the confines of my castle. So perplexed am I that I must ponder until a conclusion has been reached.

Good night to all ye merry men!

Sincerely,
Dr. Armsshoulder Shoesnshorts, M.D.

P.S. If I discover who stole my entries from onwards of the 6th of October, war will be waged and I don't like to wage more than one war within the same fortnight(as it will also be declared if someone doesn't begin to choose their words)!

6 October 2003---4:21p

I don't dig on being a music nerd, but I'd like to toss out to the masses that Teen Idols' "Full Leather Jacket" is probably the best album I've heard in a LONG time beating the pop-punk pants off both the self-titled release and "Pucker Up!". It's got a darker, albeit poppy as HECK, side to it that I really dig and whenever I listen to Teen Idols, I think of Switchblade and my favorite compliation EVER that he made me for my 22nd birthday when we first met that was on a cheap CDR that busted from so much play. Run on sentence? I concur. I plan on listening to it, "Full Leather Jacket" that is, every day for the rest of the week to sort of flush it from my system but I will avoid the closing track where the chick wails by herself. Female singers...yack.

My favorite tracks are:
1. Midnight Picture Show
5. The Voice
6. Genuine Whiskey Man
10. West End Road

Fruit flies are lame. Miss Kinney is cool. The Ave is part of the past which makes me physically confused.

6 October 2003---4:21p

I don't dig on being a music nerd, but I'd like to toss out to the masses that Teen Idols' "Full Leather Jacket" is probably the best album I've heard in a LONG time beating the pop-punk pants off both the self-titled release and "Pucker Up!". It's got a darker, albeit poppy as HECK, side to it that I really dig and whenever I listen to Teen Idols, I think of Switchblade and my favorite compliation EVER that he made me for my 22nd birthday that was ona cheap CD and broke. Run on sentence? I concur. I plan on listening to it every day for the rest of the week to sort of flush it from my system but I will avoid the closing track where the chick wails by herself. Female singers...yack.

My favorite tracks are: 1. Midnight Picture Show
5. The Voice
6. Genuine Whiskey Man
10. West End Road

Fruit flies are lame. Miss Kinney is cool. The Ave is part of the past which makes me physically confused.

6 October 2003---3:14p
MUSIC TO BLOG BY: Teen Idols "Full Leather Jacket"

I've got the FEVER people! I've got the hot hooves from HELL Halloween FEVER! It's burning HOT like the flames of Hades, so hot that you could call it a FEEVAH! I tried and tried to catch it but I remained healthy as a horse and as unaffected about Halloween as a cheerleader is about getting "the Shocker" from a guy she just met that looks like Keith Richards 20 years after his death. No longer, you minnions of shmucks! The worms of Halloween have crept into the bubblegum-pink swirly cavernous masses of my BRAIN and they're doing THE CRUSHER!! I'm going to be in rare form, you candy asses, now that the Halloween fever has TAKEN OVER!!! And now y'all need to get off the asses of your rotten corpses and catch the FEVER that i've got (and I 'll be more that happy to give it to you). ROCK!

Tales of fright in the dark of night. Monster movies in black and white. It gives me thrills when I get the chills from Sci-Fi/Horror Night double bills. Universal or RKO, you can find me sitting in the front row. I just can't wait for the midnight picture show!

I can't wait to go there tonight! The clock is ticking but I'm still burning the daylight. I'm gonna make sure everything's right when I go there tonight!

For a matinee fee, what I want to see is the Creature fighting Dracula in 3D! The crawling hand of Charlie Chan or the Mummy meets the Invisible Man! Universal or RKO, you can find me sitting in the front row. I just can't wait for the midnight picture show!

I can't wait to go there tonight! The clock is ticking but I'm still burning the daylight. I'm gonna make sure everything's right when I go there tonight!

There in a darkened room the silver screen will shine. Stars of a bygone age come back to play one last time!

I can't wait to go there tonight! The clock is ticking but I'm still burning the daylight. I'm gonna make sure everything's right when I go there tonight!

3 October 2003---12:49p
MUSIC TO BLOG BY: Teen Idols "Full Leather Jacket"

Almost one year ago, I went to see They Might Be Giants while dressed as a brutalized cheerleader. Post-show, Bat Meghan did the funniest thing she's ever done. There was a sandwhich lurking in the refrigerator at Brodie's house to which he question in a note Does this sandwhich have anyone's name on it? Well, after Meghan wrote "The Nuge" on it, she proudly and drunkly announced, It has a name on it now. Oh man...that was effing funny. She didn't remember that but it was a pee your pants moment.

I am possessed. You may ask what possesses me. It's chicken. Chicken is like a nagging psychotic voice in my head. It's been calling for me every night since Monday and I have been giving into the urges the chicken created in me. I decided that today is the day that I win over the chicken. The chicken will NOT get the best of me...no matter how much I want it. No matter how much I need it. No matter how badly I've been longing for it since about 8:00a. I don't think I've longed for anything ever it my life. DAMN YOU CHICKEN!

2 October 2003---8:48a

Hello and welcome OCTOBER, my favorite month to rock out during the year! The Pirate and I went Halloween shopping yesterday and bought a rad ass iron spooky tree with flickering light eyes that now guards my house. I'm so stoked about it's spookiness!!! I'm thinking I might have a Halloween P-A-R-T-Y on Saturday the 25th in honor of Mary "I killed a stray cat yesterday and feel REALLY badly about it" Byrne being home and the holiday being right around the corner. I've been kind of down about Halloween this year...not getting all excited per usual and it's making Pirate cranky because I've been comtemplating not dressing up. But now I've got two options: I'm either going to be Uma Thurman as post-overdose Mia Wallace from "Pulp Fiction" (I could always use a post-murder Johny Travolta as Vincent Vega to accompany me) or, if I am lucky enough to find a bloodied JFK, I will be a mourning Jackie O. If I don't go all out, I'll regret it. Anyway, it's PRACTICALLY Halloween and I'm ready to rock-n-roll!!! My spirits have been lifted not only by my spooky tree but by my GHOST OVEN MIT!!! EFF YEAH!!!

In the past two days, I have bought two oven baked chicken from Tops. I am addicted. The chicken controls me.

This week just FLEW BY! It's almost the weekend already. I'm hoping to go see "The School of Rock" with The Knife tomorrow and hit the bars with Brodie (and anyone else who is available) upon HIS request (I think we're going to have to throw in some DDR because we didn't spend all that $$$ for NOTHING!)! Somewhere in there I should throw in studying for midterms. I could always do that today while wasting countless hours waiting for ER to start. Either way, I am jazzed for the weekend!!!!! I feel like I wasted last Saturday since I was so run down. NOT THIS WEEK, KIDDIES!

I got the "A Mighty Wind" soundtrack. Am I a nerd or what? Also, I discovered there is a 12.00 fine on my Blockbuster card because I didn't return "Delta Delta Die" on time!!! How effing embarrassing! In colnclusion, I had a dream last night about riding roller coasters at Cedar Point. I really have to go there!

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