I got a haircut today. Now it's short enough that the ends turn up into a little flip. Now I have bangs that hang straight down on my forehead, a la a little Dutch boy. I don't know what that means, but my mother has always said that people with straight bangs look like a little Dutch boy. I am a parrot.

I stared at myself for a long time in the mirror tonight. I have a strange face. My haircut makes me look even more strange. I kind of like it, though. My haircut *and* my face. I'm not pretty, but my face does interesting things. At least, I was entertained as I made faces in the mirror.

That's what I was doing a few minutes ago.

Before that, I drove all around my town and the surrounding back roads, singing Tom Waits at the top of my lungs, just driving for no reason except to be in the car and sing. That was fun.

"The only kind of love is stone blind love...."

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tonight i went to a birthday party at a friend's house. craig was there. we hadn't seen each other since the christmas eve red dress cocktail party. that was only 15 pounds ago, according to the scale, but my body composition has changed more than the scale reflects. it has become harder to hide the changes, and craig was aghast with surprise when he saw me.

near the end of the evening, when he was saying his goodbyes, i got up from playing guitar and went to him for a hug. instead, he wrapped his arms low around my waist and lifted me up, way up off the ground, tossing me up and down in his arms.

everyone at the party stopped and watched. i couldn't see their faces, but i could feel their eyes. i was among friends.

when he put me down, he didn't say a word. he just smiled, turned, and walked out the door.

i don't think anyone has picked me up like that since i was a child. i felt light as a cloud.


i felt as if i had just flown.

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Listening to the hinges squeak on our neighbour's backdoor as he sneaks outside for a cigarette.

It,s been raining all day,I,m so bored I called the baseline pub and asked for Mike Hawk,someimes you just have to make your own fun.

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It's amazing how long Mark can stay in that one position....

Listening to a Mule album I picked up this weekend (finally found one used). Kind of reminds me of Social Distortion in a way, except better. Great guitar tone.

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Listening to the Flaming Lips, packing for a business trip.

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wondering if anyone knows the cd "Bugalousa Blues" that I heard yesterday? Scheen, Scheener, Schween, or?

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loving my old friends

love them love them

dammit Scott, if i didn't adore your work as much as i do, i'd tell you to stop following me around the internet already.


this place is my haven, my secret hiding place. oh well, i guess that's what i get for linking here from my site.

having a cd release party in my pants.

wondering where my fucking wedding invitation is. if i get this new job, i need to negotiate my vacation, and i *am* going to albequirky.

feeling the earth rumble a bit.

finished taking my naked photos for nate.

Polaroid cameras are like masturbation - the amazing availability! (to paraphrase Joyce)

Found the first tick of the season on me today - a red jobber I never saw before. That reminds me not to forget my vaccinination booster.

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not that any of you asked for the blow by blow, but i think they're going to make me an offer tomorrow, or when i get back from austin.


hey sheila, i finally discovered one (but only one) good thing about getting older.

i'm eternally bored, waiting for this week to end so i can relx and enjoy myself and seduce and fall in love. but that has to wait until friday after exams

My job fucking rocks.

Not "My job: fucking rocks."

Just "My job fucking rocks."

Incredibly entertained by Futurama. Sean is downloading episodes.
I love Bender.

I'm tried all the time.
Bleh.

I like hats. I have lots. I need more.

People don't seem to wear hats much these days...

'cept for caps.

I've noticed that cap-people travel in groups. I'll see a group of 6 guys wearing white caps - all backward, then a couple black-cap people will walk by with the bills forward.

Then there's me.

Well, not quite.

I should be working on stuff, but I'm experiencing zero brain activity.

Why can't I think?

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AHHHHHHHHHHHH I SWEAR I NEED SOMETHING IN MY LIFE....more futurama....if anyone can get episodes for me they shall be rewarded by sexual favors from ben....well not really....just need more futurama

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official: there is not one area of my life left that I do not have to worry about. hoo-rah.

I am not as wigged out about getting older than I use to be,I fucking cried my guts out when I turned 30 come to think about it that was the year I had a nervous breakdown,but my shrink said I wasn,t crazy.When it happened it was like having an out of body experience.It was like the sane me was up in the air watching the crazy me down below.Anyway the older thing,pretty soon I won,t have periods,that,s a good thing.I can get discounts at resteraunts and movies and department stores.They have very good plastic surgeons in Costa Rica,I can get old and afford not to look it,plus it,s better than being dead.

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I am not as wigged out about getting older than I use to be,I fucking cried my guts out when I turned 30 come to think about it that was the year I had a nervous breakdown,but my shrink said I wasn,t crazy.When it happened it was like having an out of body experience.It was like the sane me was up in the air watching the crazy me down below.Anyway the older thing,pretty soon I won,t have periods,that,s a good thing.I can get discounts at resteraunts and movies and department stores.They have very good plastic surgeons in Costa Rica,I can get old and afford not to look it,plus it,s better than being dead.

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Sarah, there has been a tinch of rearranging on the wedding front. Not a big thing, but we were going to have it August 1st and now we're going to have it either the weekend before or the weekend after, and we haven't decided which. Also, we need to pick which campground we want to have it at or decide that we'll take my mom's friend up on the offer to have it on her property in the East Mountains. I wanted to have it not too far from the city of Albuquerque for two reasons (1) so I can make my mom and other people I don't want hanging out drive home at night, rather than camp and cramp my style, and (2) it will be more convenient to the airport, for people who would be flying in. As soon as I know anything I will send actualy physical invitations to those of you who need that. You should let me know who you are, btw. Also: is it too fucking cheesy to have a wedding-B-Q and have people just reserve campsites and we bring a bunch of cookout food and everyone cooks out? By we I mean Cameron and my mom and I. I thought I'd whip up some dips and stuff, pre-fab some veggie kabobs, pre-fab some burgers (I would not by the cheap pre-made patties, I would actually make a bunch of patties and then freeze them) and some hotdogs. Any thoughts? My idea is more to make this about fun and stuff than the fancy stuff. What do you all think? If you actually ventured to my wedding would you be irritated if I didn't provide a fancy spread?

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must. . . finish. . .cleaning up images!

deadline. . .approaching!

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thinking how odd it is that i'm expecting an offer, also.

talked to the recruiter yesterday and talked salary expectations. my references were contacted.

probably see the fedex today or tomorrow.

can't wait.

must gtfo.

thinking margret's wedding idea is tops.

it's up to you and Cameron(?).....the biggest thing I learned from my wedding was that IT'S YOUR DAY! Do not let anyone give you grief on how you proceed with it. If peeps start giving you grief, hang up the phone or walk out. People can be so selfish, they forget why they are there...FOR YOU TWO and no one else. It's a day to be selfish and everyone else can take it or leave it.

One thing we did that I might work for you, we banned kids under the age of 12. Some folks got upset, but, you know, too fucking bad. It was a late night affair, no place for kids. Afterwards, my sister and her husband thanked us for instilling that, they got a chance to get a hotel for the night there in downtown ATL, leave the kids with a sitter, and have anight to themselves of which they had not had in years.

If you expect a boozing, smoking bunch of rowdies, you may want to think about that.

Otherwise weiners and kegs are just fine.


oh yeah one more thing




Don't expect to get laid your wedding night

chuckling at this somewhat disgusting website
http://come.to/textpreserve/

Chuckling and grooving to James Brown singing "You gotta live, with yourself, your Self and nobody else!" on the fm band.

i just got invited to a party in austin on saturday night. i personally do not know the invitor but i'm going anyway.

two words: open bar.


i'll be away until next thursday or friday. don't weep and gnash your teeth too much while i'm away. you know i'll be back.

save my scrabble games.

Listening to Metallica, I've decided that I want to be james hetfield...but then again....Ben is reading fun facts for the day....and the aren't funny....but whatever...need spring break to hurry the hell up b/c I'm thinking of moving back home and getting an apartment with a guy I used to play in a band with...go to school there but then again maybe I won't....I hate decicive thinking for myself....controlling other people is more fun in the extreme.

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one second I'm worried. the next second I'm dreamhappy. Inbetween emotions I'm just sleepy. I would go to sleep but I'm still writing my essay. it's due tomorow so I have no choice.

reading your posts, one sock on, one sock off. Yesterday I saw eight individual clients and did four and a half hours of group therapy. Today is easy: one individual this morning, an hour group, another hour group, and my three hour group this evening, with two hours to loaf, snooze, postulate, and drag my tired earth suit through the afternoon. Not bad karma I suppose.

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FTP'n like a man in need of Dan.

I am the operator of my pocket calculator

I got an extension on my essay due to my exploding fuse box. yay!

I,ve done a bad, bad thing.

Smellin' somthin juicy comin on

goin' rock-huntin' tomorrow at a chert quarry.

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Surfing the net and reading Sens and Sensability - willingly!

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benchmarking so I'll know where to pick up on monday.

HAPPY

BIRTHDAY

#29

SWINE.

YOU

DIGITAL

DEGENERATE!

hoping there's something out there

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whoa.

what happened?

god damn that was a good birthday.

tired. I have a mild sore throat, and spent the most of yesterday walking, an activity i haven't done much of since retreating into the office to write my report. I am now paying for my inactivity.

"I won't droop if you promise not to talk about your haaannds being too small"

Reading this, kinda
confused, a bit amazed,
still thinking about the
boner story, confused, a
bit amaze

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d.

tired of looking at the last WAYD post.

gearing up for the big appt. tomorrow.

my boss is being an ass.

checkin' all kinds of webcams for some action;
no luck so far!

waiting for priceline to get back to me to know if i got a sweet deal on plnae tickets....

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stomach aches. wishing i could work on my soundscape instead of sitting here in the lap of hollywood.

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