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SEX IS EVERYTHING SEX IS EVERYTHING SEX IS EVERYTHING SEX IS EVERYTHING SEX IS EVERYTHING SEX IS EVERYTHING SEX IS EVERYTHING SEX IS EVERYTHING SEX IS EVERYTHING SEX IS EVERYTHING SEX IS EVERYTHING SEX IS EVERYTHING SEX IS EVERYTHING SEX IS EVERYTHING SEX IS EVERYTHING YES, I JUST CAME BAK FROM FUKIN' P[RETTY GIRLS MAKE GRAVES. YES, THEY FUKIN ROCKED! YES, I GOT NATHAN'S PICK (DONT TELL DY) YES, I'M WEARING A SHOWER CAP AS I TYPE THIS (REDY TO SHOWER) YES, I HAD YES, THEY FUKIN' ROCKED! ... LONG LIVE PRETTY GIRLS MAKE GRAVES!!!!!z! Thea murmurs "the heater cuz it's cold, motha fukah'" on Thursday, 03-20, -003 @ [12:47 a.m.] so i truly know i'm being punished for trying to be bling-e. This fuking 'cel-my-soul'phone is such a pain the the bum. first, i get my new phone bill stating that 1. NO, long distance is NOT included, so i'm paying for all the calls i made to my rents, 2. my 2oo$ fee that i payed for my first phone didn't transfer over correctly and I, not an AT&T operator, have to call another tech support place to fix the problem, and blah blah blah... yeah yeah yeah, i brought it on my self to be more 'convienent'. I am so close to driving to Pasadena to that frickin creapy bourgeois mall and shove this phone in an AT&T worker's ass. And lick them with my tanted saliva for good measure. still contemplating about going to Ladytron tonight. Dy says he won't go without me, and Dug's willing to buy the tickets off him, but i really want to see them! Last nite, Dy brought over some antibiotics to fight my evil throat virus. A MAJOR side effect is that my feet looses all circulation. I mean, just about an hour ago, i looked at them and they looked almost purple and ice cold to the touch. I dunk them in a sink filled with hot water and had an onslaught of pins and needles. how freaky... AND i have this wierd rash all over my neck, chest and back (yeah, i like to share). I think it was heat rash from my fever. BUT i still want to go! (i'd even face th public like this for ladytron). And cuz i'm taking the antibodies, my throat pain things has gone away, and i don't feel sick AT ALL. so what should i do? my evil side is telling me to infect people at the concert. Especially the LA-snooty ones! ^_^ Thea murmurs "classic david bowie" on Saturday, 03-08-03 @ [03:25p.m.] i am sik. i am convinced that there is a little monster living inside of my throat who constantly pokes me with sharp objects whenever i swallow. my (free) cable was shut off a couple days ago, so now i have no source of 'intelligent' tv. Although, Ricki's "We Love Half Naked Men" show was quite an episode. I'm about to have sicky conniptions. Thea murmurs "cassius" on Friday, 03-07-03 @ [02:17 p.m.]
Thea murmurs "samurai jack" on Tuesday, 03-04-03 @ [10:10 p.m.] tomorrow is Girl's day. i bought a shite load of goodies from j-town today for some serious snackage for tomorrow. And i'm slowly becoming part of the evil collective known as LA. Decided to keep my cel cuz it's oh so BADICAL and bought a cute little phone charm, a clear pink deer, to go with my phone tassle, skull & x-bones. Yeah! and my plan to surprise dy with a crochette stuffed bear i've been trying to make for him didn't pan out. Man, he's really parahs about me. All last week, i didn't see him, and when i finally did on friday nite, he inquired about what i did all week (evenings). I told him it was a surprise and up until we ordered food at the Kitchen, he pestered me about the 'secret' (in a BAD way). Finally, i told him, 'would it ruin your dinner if i didn't tell you?' and he said yes it would. so i told him, 'i was trying to knit you a bear every nite till like 1am, but it's still not done. so you ruined my surprise gift to u...' I gave a hurt look, and he gave me a wounded one right back. I could tell that he was humbled the rest of the nite for being such a jerk. But i didn't take advantage of the upperhand for feeling a teeny bit guilty bout having another dream bout that guy again, the nite before. God, i'm getting thirsty. The thirsting begins again! Thea murmurs "camp lo" on Sunday, 03-02-03 @ [04:45 p.m.] work was chaos. Days like this, i feel like demanding higher wages. But 'wages' themselves are bad. met up with viv after work, ate dinner at a thai place then headed over to Amoebas to spend my wages. Picked up Interpol single, T(I)NC ep, Dandy Warhols, and FPU. I don't understand how i can buy 4 cds, 3 of them used and 2 of them not full lengths, and the bill being over 40$. blah Thea murmurs "FPU" on Wednesday, 02-26-03 @ [11:30 p.m.] first nite of home phone and online access in the privicy of my own abode. how nice it feels. So yeah, moved into my swanky, russian-mafia, retro appartment. I think this place has some krazy mojo. I've been having very irritating dreams that are fuking with what should be a happy, growing, time in my life. I need a translator of these shites cuz it's sort of eating me up inside. And i am a being who hardly dreams (or at least remembers them until they turn into everyday deja'vus.) so my goals of this year is too, 1.save money, 2.get rid of certain thoughts, 3.learn how to make a freakin crochette stuff animal (i'm gettin there), and 4.get in shape. I'm getting way to soft. And i created my own drama at work today. A couple weeks ago, I hung up the middle spread of last season's Diesel ad that said 'Respect your mom' with a heart. today, the VP made me take it down cuz the other VP of the company was the daughter of the P and she thought i was making an indirect statement about her. PLEAZEEEE... that gurl thinks way too much about things including her bougie-self. Damn them upper-middle class crackers. Fight the power, disrupt authority. oh yeah everyone can call me Lucid Nightmare from now on, or Slut Boi. Which every suits you. Thea murmurs "tiga" on Tuesday, 02-25-03 @ [08:31 p.m.] damnit pitas! i will not be a slave to your updating, but feel i must document the day i had lunch with Rudi. she met me at work during her mid skol break and we par-took in some tasty pita-pitas (how ironic). well anywayz, i'm freakin out cuz tomorrow is VDay and Avenue D is gonna be at Synthetic, and starting sat. i'm moving to my new home in trendy Los Feliz. God, i hate packing/moving. i hope i don't pull any unused muscles cuz my navi, tv, and ikea desk weights a fuk lot. Oh wait, they are ALL unused. fuk Thea murmurs "refused" on Thursday, 02-13-03 @ [11:23 p.m.] i am sik. i hate feeling weak. dy stopped by during his lunch break to give me some chicken soup and vitamins. u'd think i'd learn better then to take pills on an empty stomach. bile tastes just like it sounds. scary dreams about empty eye sockets don't help either. and hope jessica has a good day today. so far, LA has not been kind to her. Thea murmurs "nothing" on Monday, 02-10-03 @ [02:32 p.m.] So, today has been punishing. I woke up with my first official hangovah', and it wasn't fun. I believe this is due to how dry the weather has been lately. I have been getting sooo thirsty, and feel that this has was caused me my trauma. Last nite, me and Mong-e went to Synthetic to jam out to the bastard sounds of the Princess Superstar. mind u, I drank the same amount as last week. Dug showed up around midnite with his pals and there was a whole lotta freaking going on. Once again, mong started the nite in a mission to find a gaggle of femme bois to dance with. Last week, she thought she found some, but they all turned out to be straight, and one followed her around the whole nite. This time, it happened to be raunchy gay boys. In fact, they were too much for her to handle, to the point of feeling attacked (i.e. the one dressed like a punk biker). my 'partner' turned out to be a clone of Lamar from revenge of the nerds. What can i say, 'cept he was a pretty good dancer. there were also some stuck-ass bitches there as well. These 2 queers, infact, was so uppity, it made me sick. And they weren't the hottest there either! And now that i think about it, the Superstar's set wasn't that impressive. She did mix some good stuff together, but also, half of her set was played prior that nite in tha opening dj's list. Sort of stole her thunder with the repetitiveness (did i just make that word up?). And there was not enough bastard. so yeah, this morning i had to go to my future residence and pay first month's check, which i could not do, and called for a later time. Dy called me like 3 times, not improving my head aches and so i made him come over to baby my ass. He gave me some water and pills and bought me food. He just informed me that earlier today, Mong and Jess were cruzin' in Echo park and some ass tried to snatch their purses; breaking mong's one, and actually dragging jess a couple of feet for hers. Then some other guy chased the would be thief away(if he got away with it). Then the asshole, from a distance, yelled at them and called them bitches. How fuking lame is that? Now Dy's playing bust-a-move. We are gonna get some dessert soon, so bye Thea murmurs "dj krush" on Saturday, 02-08-03 @ [06:24 p.m.] Seems like this year will be full of excitement, good and bad. Within the past 48 hours such happenings have occured: 1. checked out different rentals till i found a cute place in los feliz to live 2. developed a hatred for westsiderentals and mapquest for making pages that ALWAYS take up 2 pieces of paper, with 2-3 lines of worthless crap on the 2nd page. 4. bought the LA times cuz it included a free, exclusive, Smallville poster. 5. found out that people at my work are real motivators for channeling creativity, and want to start a party nite with me. 6. Got auto insurance, now i'm legal! 7. went to the DMV and almost crap my pants when i failed my driving exam. 8. retook it a couple minutes later and passed with ease, AND the guy just punched a hole in my HI DL and gave it back to me! 9. finished C*nt's feb flyer. 10. rents called from vegas and dad won 4 grand. and it's only 2p.m. Thea murmurs "no doubt rocksteady" on Friday, 02-07-03 @ [01:50 p.m.] some people are just too damn sexy for their own good. I think i might have to stop watching 'Smallville' cuz i can't take it no more. My girlie hormones can't handle a 'bad' Clark Kent. actually, i don't know what's with me. I'm starting to develop a wandering eye. Walked to Towers today during my lunch break and one the the sad working drones there was a real uttie! in that mixed latino/white way. Maybe even a hint of asian. and when he was in jr. high, i graduated from high skol. blah is this a sign of my deteriorating luv for dy? i need to discuss this with someone, cuz i'm very confused. Paging Dr. Kraka J. or Aunty Rudi. Thea murmurs "dido" on Tuesday, 02-04-03 @ [10:55 p.m.] I hate fuking Macs. they suck ass. and as a graphic designer, i really tried to get friendly with one. Yesterday was such a headache at work. I was there till fuking 8pm trying to convert files to pdfs for emailing. And today was no picnic either. Okay, need to stop the geek-out. Tonight me and Mong are gonna hit club Synthetic. Hopefully the dj won't fuk up again. Need to make me some stiff drinks before heading out. Fuk paying for overpriced shite all nite. Oh yeah,and i got paid today. It was narly. oh yeah, and to all the asians out there, happy new years eve! Thea murmurs "adult" on Friday, 01-31-03 @ [07:43 p.m.] Some days i hate being a girl, but days like today, i REALLY hate being female. I hate 'woman-type' emergencies and having one unexpectantly leak out of you at 3 in the motha'fukin' afternoon is no picnic. To top it off, i tried to ask the office organizer girl if there were any 'womenly products' in the building right when this other guy Steve (the DJ) comes up to suck some knowledge from her as well. Fuk dat, there was no time to be coy. and in turn, i ended up making him do a u-turn back to his cubical (from whence thy came evil male spawn). now my tummy feels all uncomfortable/crampy. Damn it, i feel like ripping out all my eggs. Hording away all my nutritious blood for nothing. The only thing that's funny bout it is that Rudi and i seem to be on the same cycle.  You are blue. You are somewhat innocent, in the fact that your genius only extends to the physical world. You have a false sense of contentness. You are usually the quiet one, the genius. Everyone can count on you to help when they have problems, but you only fall short of being able to solve your own. What inner color are you? Thea murmurs "lain bootleg ST" on Tuesday, 01-28-03 @ [07:16 p.m.] Work was pretty much cruz, today. Aloha Friday! Mark bought us pizza for lunch and we watched some classic SNL on VH1. Then i walked to the bank (1 block away) to deposit my millions. Around 330, Vicky and co. came back from pitching the 'Binge' campaign and was all smiles. She felt that Robert, John, and I came up with some good ideas. I dunno why she thought i helped. All i did was mount the presentation sketches on blackboards, but i guess happiness spreads in this company. She wanted to go to this mexican place to get margaritas. No complaints here. We all took off round 4 and were there till 6-ish. Nice. Then i got a good taste of LA bullshite traffic on the 5 coming home. My first! Took me over 10 to drive a mile. A couple nites ago, i had a dream about Warren. It was wierd cuz it wasn't bad nor dirty. We were just talking like how we did before and i guess all thoughout my conversation, i was getting all giddy and crushing on him. Then i woke up and felt guilty for some reason. Like i was cheating, but then felt stupid cuz it's not cheating at all. Later, I got an email from Dy saying that '...i feel really weird 2day...very unbalanced...' That evening, he told me that he started to have this wierd freakout during work.he was thinking about me, that i got a car and a new job, so that our relationship was gonna suffer or end soon. I just told him that the time previously had spoiled him so. It was basically me stuck at home all day, with the exceptions of his calls or visits or outtings. I was always there to welcome him or greet him on the phone, like a house pet. It was a totally 'non realistic' relationship, but given my circumstances at the time, it turned out that way. So he'd better find other friends and hobbies to tie himself up till i finish my shite. ~jeah Thea murmurs "the teaches of peaches" on Friday, 01-24-03 @ [08:32 p.m.] So far, so good, but the day was filled with ill omens (not that i believe in that shite). Sometimes i have a craving for hot & sour soup. Today was one of those times. Luckily, there's a Panda's Express within walking distance and me and 2 coworkers (John and Robert) had some american-bastardized chinese for lunch. I tried to use me ninja-like mind tricks on them to tell me more about 'working' fo Adville. Robert quickly pointed out on numerous times that he was gonna quit but didn't, and said that when they was in the Wilshire building, he was gonna apply at TP for a designing position. Ironically, that was the same song i was singing at TP. Then it was time for our fortune cookies. John's said that he was gonna come across a good job opportunity and his salary would increase. Mine said that my next trip will be to a place similar to a spa resort (hawaii?). And Robert's cookie told him go with his heart feelin. Then he joked again that his heart was telling him to quit. Oh nay...! If he did, that would leave me as the only graphic designer, and i think i would die. On the way coming home, i was driving along Sunset, and came to a yellowing intersection. I jammed my brakes, but the car in the lane next to me on my left, gassed his like a bat outta hell and for real kine, i saw it slow-mo, he rammed the front of the oncoming car turning left. That car spun around and shit flew everywhere. My jaw dropped cuz it happened right infront of my fuking face! Then some guy on the sidewalk ran to the spun car to help the driver, for the car started to roll towards the other cars on that side stopped by the light. i think he was unconscious cuz that collision was pretty serious. Thea murmurs "tommy hools - shut up!" on Tuesday, 01-21-03 @ [08:10 p.m.] today i got a car. it is a big car. 4-door, V6, 1999 silver ford contour. I like it for the price i got. but i liked the other car a bit better: custom colored metallic blue, 2000, honda coupe, that was asking for 2x as much. But, so far, this is what i could afford. Feels like i'm in a tank when i drive it. I have to go to work tomorrow. (wow! feels wierd thinking-saying it) first day back into the grind. I hope i only get a semi-headache. There is still much to be done, and must think in baby steps. Thea murmurs "ltj bukem" on Monday, 01-20-03 @ [11:45 p.m.] I did it. I fuking did it. Just minutes ago, i called up Adville and explained my case. Last nite was the worst sleep ever. I kept thinking about my life here vs. my what it would be like in Hawaii. And i saw a depressing, boring Thea working in pasadena for 30, constantly thinking i could have gotten a funkier better job with higher pay if i really had high selfesteem and asked for 38 when interviewed. Then i saw my psudo self in Hawaii going nutz from my parents' constant bickering (that's how they show their love) or be devoured by the tacky living decor my mom loves. My mother, waiting up for me on the couch every nite i go out, and me working at KimoBean again (NOOOOOO!!!). And it sent a cold shiver down my spine... So i woke up, dreading the morning but realizing it has to be done. i was all nervous but with a certain rush of determination i called and told them about my 'Situation'. I was offered a job back home in Hawaii with a higher quoted pay. If they could somewhat meet me half way, i'll take their job, because i really, don't want to move back to the rock. They put me on hold for what seemed like an eternity, then came back on. They offered me 33 n'half and i took it. Damn right i took it! I'm so happy, i could almost pee my pants! Sometimes it's good to be aggressive and obsess over certain things. Maybe i really did learn about life in skol, for that place really taught me how to bullshit. Thea murmurs "kylie's fever" on Friday, 01-17,-03 @ [12:02 p.m.] I'm such a bitch. Bitch, bitch, bitch. I must revel in this bitchy mood cuz it doesn't possess me that often. Mainly, i was bitchy towards poor Andy. I think it's cuz i'm stressin and i need space. He called me today when he was at work tellinng me he was going to the pub with the boys. I was like 'So? go. i'm not your mom...' Then he said he was going to call me when he was done to see if i felt like hanging out later. 'Whatever.' Then he called AT the pub, while i was eating dinner. Said he was gonna call me when he got home. 'Uh, u don't have too...' Then he called me in the middle of the Wedding Singer. 'I'm watching a movie right now....' I think he took the hint and said to call him after it was done if i felt like it. God, i don't know if it's pms or what, but i just realized how squishy everything is. I can't breathe in this relationship and i'm going through a very difficult time right now. My irritation is so far gone that while showering, i contemplated telling Dy that we should take a step back and just be 'dating'. But then again, i don't know if i truly want that. And i know it's gonna hurt him. This past saturday, one of his coworker's had a surprise birthday party thrown by his wife, and he wanted me to go. I knew the guy, but didn't feel like mixing with his friends that weekend since i just got back from almost a month of hawaii-time. That evening was filled with him wimpering that i should have came and 'everyone' was asking for me and where was i (do i even have to mention that when he was at the party, he called me twice at home to see 'what i was up too?'). Like i was already joined at the hip with him. So far in the past year, i've attened all of his coworkers/friends/work events like the tolken asian ornament on his arm. The one time i don't go, and he comes down with a hard case of 'emo'. Maybe i should look for a place in Pasadena. It will distant me 30 more driving minutes away from him and i can chill with my other friends. So yeah, i'm gonna call Adville and tell them i'm gonna take it! Definitely!! i think... Thea murmurs "Tripping Daisy" on Wednesday, 01-15-03 @ [10:25 p.m.] oh god, i'm still freaking out. got a call today from that 24seven agency with a possible freelance job at a company that's name will be withheld cuz i don't want to jinx it, but lets just say that it is tied in with fashion, that needs a production artist. That will probably pay me 2$ more then Adville's salary if i get it. Damn it! What the hell am i gonna do? i need to decide real quick! Damn that bloody cappuccino!! why did i have to consume u?!? I must call my sistah for some intellect swapping.. Thea murmurs "rancid" on Tuesday, 01-14-03 @ [02:45 p.m.] I'm freakin out. The interview went somewhat well, in that they offered me a job, but at the same time, it did not do anything to make me justify a decision to stay here or not. So confused am i, my brain has shut down and refused to think. Freak out starting up again. But as i type this, Kai has given me some advice. Actually it's a quote: Hopefully this will make sense to me in the morning after a nice Itoen iced cappuccino. My wake-me-up crack of the mornin'... Thea murmurs "stockholm sessions" on Tuesday, 11-14-03 @ [12:20 a.m.] Saw Adaptation today with Dy, Mong, and Aaron. It was quite funny. Then i made Dy drive all the way to "Little Osaka" to the Giant Robot store so i could pick up a copy of NEOMU 5. Turns out, they don't carry it at the store and i can only get it via email. Or, i could take a chance and call during the weekday and talk to another employee to see if i can cut a deal with them and get one at my next visit. I hate taking unfulfilled trips. So i picked up a Lucky Bear (Yellow) that i think is adorable. Damn that NEOMU, it was part of my Hawaii quest and i failed to find it there, so now i am forced to order it online like the rest of the tres kool population who are unfortunate enough not to live near a store that carries it. AND i do live near stores, just that no one claims to have it in stock! What a crock of shite. Sorry if i sound bitter, i'm actually nervous cuz i got an interview tomorrow at 330pm for Adville and every new day is a day less that i'm at this apartment with Karen. I know she's hauling ass to find a new place, and must some how let go the tiny white hope that glimmers within me that she's gonna stay at this complex another month or so... time is definitely running out. That belated dinner i went to with Dy was yummy. We went to Jessica's workplace called "Sparks" and the food was delicious. Even had dessert, some kind of 'unbaked' chocolate cake with vanilla gelatto. And that was where i also mentioned to him that there's a chance that i'm might have to move back home. It was followed by a moment of sadness, but it had to be said. If things dont look like it has at least 50% of a chance of me surviving out here, hawaii is the only other option. Financially, mom & pop are NOT doing well, (mom working 3 jobs, hello?) and i can't be selfish anylonger. I'm getting sick of pondering about different future scenerios so for now i'm just wishing things work out here. And i know a bunch of my friends are going though this 'trying/depressive' period in life. We are all around that age where we find out that life is pretty much not what you expected. NO, you don't get to work the dream job you've always wanted; OR, the job you thought was your 'dream' is illusional or crawling in corporate bullshit. The skol system is teaching the kids all the wrong stuff. I cannot remember being prepared for the real world in any circumstances of my low, middle, or higher learning. And i don't care if i sound all bitchy and pathetic. "The world's unfair, blah blah blah,... " i don't like being lied to, and i feel as though that is exactly what school had been to me. A big fat lying institution. Thea murmurs "the Hackers st" on Monday, 11-13-03 @ [12:28 a.m.] No food, no money, no cable... Add in a good dose of heightened stress (the pressure of stablizing a new life within 3 weeks) and you create psychotic instablilty. the next person who walks through the door will be ferociously mauled and i fear poor Karen shall the one who will suffer the bulk of my wrath. Maybe some quick meditative exersizes can still my anxiety into a quiet murmur. "...rather then submit to the mainstream, you have to become it- then overcome it." ~ M.Manson Thea murmurs "Sigur Ros" on Saturday, 01-11-03 @ [02:30 p.m.] Ah welcome back helL-A. Feels like i've been reborn since the coming of this new year. since another notch has been added to the tallying of my age. And with all rebirths, i find myself in a parallax. My bank statement is the sum of all evils. I am ruled by the capitalist society in the need/want of more money. With a measily 50$ in my checking, i surely am up shit-creek. My flowery language is the direct effect of the trama i endured yesterday. My flight was suppose to leave at 210pm and arrive in LAX at 925pm. Due to technical difficulties, the power kept of shutting off as the plane tried to take off (twice), we the passengers were forced to deplane and wait till 615pm to replane on another death vessel. I really believed that it was a sign to stay the weekend in Hawaii, especially when on the 2nd plane, as we tried to take off again, the power went off (briefly), and i guess they found that fit enough to fly. So throughout the trip, as i read and finished Darcy Steinke's Jesus Saves, there was a tiny frantic flag waving in the back of my mind about the plane crashing at any given point and i would never seen my family, friends, and Dy ever again. Watchin Jen Love H. share the screen with Jacky Chan didn't help much with my suicidal thoughts. She really does suck little mouse tits. on a brighter note, i arrived safely at LAX around 130am with a happy Dy waiting for me in baggage (how ironic was that last statement?!). While in the delay, i called my dad (collect on a stupid payphone while i was in hawaii still cuz i didn't have enough change, wah!) & explained the ordeal and told him to call Dy to tell him not to pick me up since it was late. I was touched and started to fill up with the warm fuzzies cuz he came for me. He said he had some kind of dinner planned for tonight for a belated bday celebration. Poor thing, he feels bad for getting my birthday wrong (thought it was on the 9th, not the 6th). Thea murmurs "pretty girls make graves" on Friday, 01-10-03 @ [03:04 p.m.] *(SIGH)* Andy is such a sweetie for giving me 3 days of Xmas early. Yesterday he surprised me with earphones, and today gave me a white gold bracelet!!! I cried, i was so touched.*** He has truely turned me into a girl, and i luv um for it. What did i do to deserve such a guy? And starting tomorrow (i mean today), there will be no cable in the household. Before i leave for 2nd home in the afternoon, Karen and i are returning the box. Damn that black hole of funds... Thea murmurs "wishes for Dy" on Monday, 12-16-02 @ [01:00 a.m.] OMG. The Activision party was fukin nutz. In actuality, it was like this grownup prom, including a section to get your pictures taken in the entrance, which i shyly declined. But by the end of the nite after sippin gimlets and downing some straight up vodka shots, me, Dy, Jim tha Brit., and Todd were well off posing for the cameraman like the crazies we were. We stayed till it ended and planned to lift a couple of old skol video games (galaga, popeye, pacman, etc...) with these 2 other Venice beach guys we chatted with. Todd and i ransacked the place and made away with bootie of a feather boa, ostrich & peacock feathers, and sequence pillows. On the way out, trying to hide the bloody things with our feathers, this poofer comes and intersects us claiming that those were his shite and that activision was gonna get billed for it if we took um. Luckily, i was off to the side of Todd and hid my pillow behind a wall. I made Todd take it to Jim's car. Jim spotted 2 more in the front seat of the moving van and he and Andy took um back to the ride. While waiting for them, i hung around with our new friends. One of um had a beanie and looked like an younger, hotter version, of Jay Kay. He was originally from NYC and as always, tries to get me to take off my glasses. Come on now. This is always a sign that a guy is checking me out. Wants to see what i'd look like without them... I have to admit, he was a cutie, but that was all. I am a happily taken girl. Dy bestowed unto my person some lovely silver earrings as one of my Christmas gifts earlier that evening. He's such a sweetie, i wanna squish his head in! Anyways, back to the lecture at hand. We were all too gone to drive, so the boys made a deal with the soundsystem people, and they hauled speakers and what not into the moving van, and i chatted with the 2 from Venice. In the end, we got a lift back to sunset/highland (in the back with the speakers and periods with NO lights on, while they drove very viciously. Jim looked like he was ready to be sik all ovah their shite). Then me and Dy caught a cab back to my place. Where a note from Karen was waiting for me on the doorhandle. Dim Sum was here! YAY!!!! Rod needed an emergency doggysitting that nite, and she was all happy to see us. After pounding down some glasses of water, we went to bed with Dim-Dim snuggled inbetween us for warmth. ^_^ Couple hours later, i woke up to a great thirst, and drunkinly scribbled this down on a paper for fear of forgetting what took place just hours before, making it safe to say, i was pretty F'd up: i have the hiccups what thee fuk. we stole sequence pillosws rode in a back of a truck. played hokey score 10-8 drank, took picts. jaykay. Dim sum hear at vanilla ice crame with vodka, palayed darts dim sum is here stole feathers & sequence pillows in gims car kyleie smilie dod i have the hiccups Thea murmurs "Cowboy Bebop theme" on Sunday, 12-15-02 @ [12:45 a.m.] 4 more days till i'm back home in Hawaii. Almost completed C*nt's January birthday flyer but got side track making this new layout. So looking forward to the time back home but also need to get a job back there to help with my living here. *sigh* January is gonna be one crazy month. I'll try to party hard till the shite kicks in. Got back from eating dinner at 'Hana-Tear' with Gary in J-town. He bestowed upon my person, a cute little stuffed doggie. I adore it and shall name it 'Peppito'. I seem to like that name for i have 3 other little animal trinkets dubbed the same name. Maybe i'll spell this one different and make it 'Pepytoe'. Tomorrow nite, Dy and i are gonna go to the Activision xMas party. Formal attire requested but not inforced. I want to straighten my hair and go as elven-folk. Thea murmurs "Kylie Minogue" on Thursday, 12-12-02 @ [09:00 p.m.] |
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