14 April 2005
bitchmobile
that's what I want, a bad-ass bitchmobile to drive around in. what color is my bitchmobile? will it be black like my heart or red like my blood? it certainly won't be white, like my sedan. god bless my sedan, it runs well and generally behaves and is a guarantor of total anonymity but I want a shiny black bitchmobile with blood red leather seats and a plexiglas compartment on top, in which my enemy of the moment will be seated, wearing a shriner's cap and a placard reading UNCLEAN and ringing a bell. who is my enemy. am I my enemy? hell no! but it would be fun to wear a shriner's cap...
13 April 2005
a beautiful mind
but a heart of darkness. go russ go! you are so five minutes ago anyway. a beautiful mind my left foot.
12 April 2005
nobody knows the cold case episode I seen
cold case's schtick gets real old real fast but it's gotta be better than third watch, which has yet to grace my living room with its presence. I may be a whore but I have my limits.
my outlets for creativity are ever expanding, I do practice Deep Breathing and ayurvedic bowel movements. also at the landmark forum I knew that I don't know what I don't know and thus achieved a level of Being and Becoming of which friggen Jame Gumb would be proud. the pestasaurus rests.
my outlets for creativity are ever expanding, I do practice Deep Breathing and ayurvedic bowel movements. also at the landmark forum I knew that I don't know what I don't know and thus achieved a level of Being and Becoming of which friggen Jame Gumb would be proud. the pestasaurus rests.
23 March 2005
19 March 2005
the weevil colony
the weevils had taken the pantry, I threw out the oats but clearly there were other culprits hidden in deep weevily recesses. it was so horrifying I put off dealing with it until the larvae started appearing. the weevils had gone generational. grubs on the outside of the pantry door, on the ceiling, on the floor, enough was enough. the silence of the weevils.
18 March 2005
my plates are itchy
the aukland sun blisters my reptile skin. my hot pink dorsal plates clank musically when I twitch my pointy tail back and forth.
what do I look like? am I handsome?
the hot pink dorsal plates I've already mentioned. my skin is fluoro yellow, my spots bright red. my claws poised for scratching. some say my scratches are too rough but I know they are just right.
it is morning now. time to sleep iin my hideyhole
what do I look like? am I handsome?
the hot pink dorsal plates I've already mentioned. my skin is fluoro yellow, my spots bright red. my claws poised for scratching. some say my scratches are too rough but I know they are just right.
it is morning now. time to sleep iin my hideyhole
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