So this concludes the ending of the Melanie XX series. Sadly it's not one of sexual desires or freakishly delicious fantasies. Instead - months after disappearing - she resurrects into my life with a disjointed essay she claims to have written for a college course. only read it if you have nothing else to do - there's not much point except to highlight the basic absurdity that she is.
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"Choosing Your Religion": Article
From: Melanie XX (mXX@XXXX.com)
Sent: Wed 10/30/02 11:57 AM
To: Mark_XX@X.com
Melanie Miller
(Hi Mark, long time no see, Tell me what you think of my article I'm writting for a journalism class I'm now taking in college. Melanie
102 East XXXXX
XXX, Indiana
47XXX
812-886-XXXX
"Choosing Your Religion"
There was a time in my life when everything seemed to go wrong until one day I received well over a thousand dollars and no it was not by gambling. Money was scare and I needed it more than anyone I know. I am a pagan and perform spells and hold rituals during pagan festivities only. The spell I chanted was a money spell and I and a few of my friends gathered together, to cast different spells. We held hands in circle, my coven sisters and I, as we sang to tje diety of our choice.
The night was cool and a gentle breeze fell upon our faces. We danced for the gods and whorshipped them well, with jewelry layed at the altar and fruits as the gods and goddess love fruits and gifts. We are not a satanic cult, we are of the pagan faith religion and our beliefs are strong. We all have been baptised pagans, on Halloween night and it is a beautiful feeling to be baptised on the biggest festival of the annual event of witches and worlocks and pagans and is the best time of the calender month to perform spell casting. Halloween Eve is also exceptionally well night, to perform rituals, only good ones, not animal sacrificing as Wiccians and Pagans make and oath, to harm ye none!
I have been of the pagan religion for two years now and I quite enjoy it. When we pagans get together, we have meals, sing songs to the gods or goddess and even have camp fires and chant and be merry. We do not, however, celebrate Christmas and most witches do not believe in God but there are a few pagans that believe in a supreme being who created us. I enjoy paganism as their are so many Gods and Goddess to choose from to ask for request, to be answered. As long as is it not of 'evil bidding', then we pagans in our group, see nothing wrong with what we practice.
Yes paganism has come a long way baby and we pagans are here to stay! We act like anyone else, even hold meetings in a restaurant(s) or one of our choice and we have just as many members as a Satanic or Jehovah witness church. We get involved in spiritual activites, help support fund raisers, donate food, and clothing to the homeless as well, so anyone who speaks poorly against our religion is barking up the wrong tree. We have just as much right on this earth, as the christain believers do. I personally do not believe in one true God, for I believe there are many gods and goddess whom can answer prayers and requests. My money spell for instance, worked well, when I asked a certain diety for money and within a week, I received almost $2,000.00 Yes, you can ask for material things if you need them but not for only greed, for that it not what paganism is entirely about. We only ask for good things for us and others and if we believe in our prayers and requests to be answered and they are, then we know that the gods have blessed us well. Yes, better to know many gods and praise them, than to not know of any god at all. I love being a pagan and I always will enjoy the fact that I have converted to paganism for I have many gods and goddess to choose from and they do answer many of my hearts desires.
If you or anyone you know is into paganism, I say, it is nothing to be ashamed of, in fact, it only, makes you a better person for you choose what you want to be, whom you've decided to be your God and that is all that matters the most. Be happy, treat others kindly and wish the best for everyone and yourself, all the best of luck and love and you will then truely be blessed. Remember, no matter what religion or deity you choose to whorship, just be sure it is one that is helpful and not harmful towards yourself or others because those curse spells can and will backfire on you. Of all people who know this, I do! Yes, being a pagan does have its rewards, just see for yourself and you will be amazed at the many doors that will be open for you!
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Thursday, November 27, 2008
gobble gobble
i commented on how rude my friends were to choose family over me on Thanksgiving. The conversation soon shifted.
Mark (Facebook status): is annoyed that his "friends" are choosing to hang out with family instead of him today. talk about selfish.
Jason: if you were in chi town i would have invited you! family is over rated!
Mark: ha - true. though if my memory is right i always liked your family. they seemed slightly off which reminded me of my family. i remember your sister with the big hair picking us up from the bowling alley and your 20lb brother drinking protein shakes.
memories.
Jason: yes those were the days but sadly i dont go home. my mother is a whore and my brother and sister live on opposite sides of the state.
you don't still throw the ball backwards do you?
Mark: hmm... ball backwards - basketball? i'm not sure i know that.
and i have to ask - how whorish is the old hag? don't really think of her as a hag but since we are currently calling her a whore i didn't think there would be any ill feelings.
Jason: you used to throw the bowlibg ball backwards. oh my mother met many a men over a phone dating service and slept with all of them one married her and how the hag lives in a trailer park in branson!!
Mark: haha - silver dollar city. my grandparents bought me my first whip there.
i hate to laugh - but it is kind of funny.
to make it up to you i'm going to wish she gets an STD not curable by ointment and she is forced to urinate in a bag for the rest of her life.
Jason: aww why thank you. she probably already has one living in that shit hole trailer that she resides in. ah the holidays bring out toucbing fanily feelings!!
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In honor of mandy -
I'll have a gobble gobble please.
Mark (Facebook status): is annoyed that his "friends" are choosing to hang out with family instead of him today. talk about selfish.
Jason: if you were in chi town i would have invited you! family is over rated!
Mark: ha - true. though if my memory is right i always liked your family. they seemed slightly off which reminded me of my family. i remember your sister with the big hair picking us up from the bowling alley and your 20lb brother drinking protein shakes.
memories.
Jason: yes those were the days but sadly i dont go home. my mother is a whore and my brother and sister live on opposite sides of the state.
you don't still throw the ball backwards do you?
Mark: hmm... ball backwards - basketball? i'm not sure i know that.
and i have to ask - how whorish is the old hag? don't really think of her as a hag but since we are currently calling her a whore i didn't think there would be any ill feelings.
Jason: you used to throw the bowlibg ball backwards. oh my mother met many a men over a phone dating service and slept with all of them one married her and how the hag lives in a trailer park in branson!!
Mark: haha - silver dollar city. my grandparents bought me my first whip there.
i hate to laugh - but it is kind of funny.
to make it up to you i'm going to wish she gets an STD not curable by ointment and she is forced to urinate in a bag for the rest of her life.
Jason: aww why thank you. she probably already has one living in that shit hole trailer that she resides in. ah the holidays bring out toucbing fanily feelings!!
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In honor of mandy -
I'll have a gobble gobble please.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Stalker Part 12, Part 13
I was kidding of course - only one email a day? who are we kidding.
these are the second and third for July 5th.
I enjoy the first one. she was outside and I guess she heard her phone ring and after what feels like months of no responses she assumes that maybe i had called her.
does that mean this was her first phone call she received since this started?
i would make a joke about the outfit she's wearing - but why bother.
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Did you just try to call me?
From: Amethest Miller (angelqueen666@XXXX.com)
You may not know this sender.Mark as safe|Mark as unsafe
Sent: Fri 7/05/02 6:38 PM
To: Mark_XX@XX.com
Mark, did you just try to call me? If so, I was outside watering my flowers. Try to recall me again in a few minutes as am logging off now.
Melanie
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Hi, it's Melanie
From: Amethest Miller (angelqueen666@XXXX.com)
You may not know this sender.Mark as safe|Mark as unsafe
Sent: Fri 7/05/02 6:56 PM
To: Mark_r1982@XXXX.com
Mark Sweety, if you wish to call me is fine. I'm home all by myself, wearing my crop top, with babe on it and short shorts, white fringed ones. I've been singing today and sending off my romance and suspense stories. I'm logging off now in case you wish to call me. Here is my number again:
1812 886-XXXX
PS you have amost Excellent Day now, you hear?
these are the second and third for July 5th.
I enjoy the first one. she was outside and I guess she heard her phone ring and after what feels like months of no responses she assumes that maybe i had called her.
does that mean this was her first phone call she received since this started?
i would make a joke about the outfit she's wearing - but why bother.
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Did you just try to call me?
From: Amethest Miller (angelqueen666@XXXX.com)
You may not know this sender.Mark as safe|Mark as unsafe
Sent: Fri 7/05/02 6:38 PM
To: Mark_XX@XX.com
Mark, did you just try to call me? If so, I was outside watering my flowers. Try to recall me again in a few minutes as am logging off now.
Melanie
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Hi, it's Melanie
From: Amethest Miller (angelqueen666@XXXX.com)
You may not know this sender.Mark as safe|Mark as unsafe
Sent: Fri 7/05/02 6:56 PM
To: Mark_r1982@XXXX.com
Mark Sweety, if you wish to call me is fine. I'm home all by myself, wearing my crop top, with babe on it and short shorts, white fringed ones. I've been singing today and sending off my romance and suspense stories. I'm logging off now in case you wish to call me. Here is my number again:
1812 886-XXXX
PS you have amost Excellent Day now, you hear?
Stalker Part 9, Part 10, Part 11
Look at this - back to only one email a day.
that's better.
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Hello
From: Amethest Miller (angelqueen666@XXXX.com)
You may not know this sender.Mark as safe|Mark as unsafe
Sent: Wed 7/03/02 12:21 AM
To: Mark_X@XXXX.com
I met a new guy tonight and we really seemed to hit it off fantastically. H eis 25 and I'm 35 but ten yrs. difference isn't really that much. I think I may start dating him. I was so hoping, deep down that you and I would hit it off eventually but see that would never happen. Oh well. I really seemed to feel we could at least be friends. Hope you wish to call me sumtime just to chat.
Melanie (AngelQueen666@XXXX.com
PS I still think your'e cute. Can't you even jsut write to me one time MARK? Just to say hi?
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Happy Fourth of July!
From: Amethest Miller (angelqueen666@XXXX.com)
You may not know this sender.Mark as safe|Mark as unsafe
Sent: Thu 7/04/02 9:27 PM
To: Mark_X@XXXX.com
Here's wishing you a happy Fourth of July. Hope you can give me a call sumtime?
Melanie
ps You should have my number as I emailed it to you plently of times now. So go on, say hello to me, even in an email. angelqueen666@XXXX.com
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Did you get those music Adresses I sent you?
From: Amethest Miller (angelqueen666@XXXX.com)
You may not know this sender.Mark as safe|Mark as unsafe
Sent: Fri 7/05/02 4:37 PM
To: Mark_X@XXXX.com
Mark, hit, I don't know why you won't at least email me. I was so hoping to hear from yuo. Did you get those music addresses I sent to you? You never acknowledge that you did. Well, I'm just sitting here not doing a whole lot. I sent my novel off as I recently finished it. Wonder if I'll hear from them or not soon. Well, hope you had a Great Fourth of July wit your guy friend.
You take care.
May Many bright Belling shower down on you, for Good Luck and Wealth to come your way.
Melanie
Say give me a buzz if you're home today 1 812 886 XXXX...would enjoy hearing from you in the near future.
that's better.
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Hello
From: Amethest Miller (angelqueen666@XXXX.com)
You may not know this sender.Mark as safe|Mark as unsafe
Sent: Wed 7/03/02 12:21 AM
To: Mark_X@XXXX.com
I met a new guy tonight and we really seemed to hit it off fantastically. H eis 25 and I'm 35 but ten yrs. difference isn't really that much. I think I may start dating him. I was so hoping, deep down that you and I would hit it off eventually but see that would never happen. Oh well. I really seemed to feel we could at least be friends. Hope you wish to call me sumtime just to chat.
Melanie (AngelQueen666@XXXX.com
PS I still think your'e cute. Can't you even jsut write to me one time MARK? Just to say hi?
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Happy Fourth of July!
From: Amethest Miller (angelqueen666@XXXX.com)
You may not know this sender.Mark as safe|Mark as unsafe
Sent: Thu 7/04/02 9:27 PM
To: Mark_X@XXXX.com
Here's wishing you a happy Fourth of July. Hope you can give me a call sumtime?
Melanie
ps You should have my number as I emailed it to you plently of times now. So go on, say hello to me, even in an email. angelqueen666@XXXX.com
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Did you get those music Adresses I sent you?
From: Amethest Miller (angelqueen666@XXXX.com)
You may not know this sender.Mark as safe|Mark as unsafe
Sent: Fri 7/05/02 4:37 PM
To: Mark_X@XXXX.com
Mark, hit, I don't know why you won't at least email me. I was so hoping to hear from yuo. Did you get those music addresses I sent to you? You never acknowledge that you did. Well, I'm just sitting here not doing a whole lot. I sent my novel off as I recently finished it. Wonder if I'll hear from them or not soon. Well, hope you had a Great Fourth of July wit your guy friend.
You take care.
May Many bright Belling shower down on you, for Good Luck and Wealth to come your way.
Melanie
Say give me a buzz if you're home today 1 812 886 XXXX...would enjoy hearing from you in the near future.
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Stalker Part 6, Part 7, Part 8...
so the last email was beginning to cross the line. but then she sent it 3 other times that day with different subject lines.
weird huh?
oh yeah - after sending that email 4 times she still found it in her to write another one that evening...
and then another....
and another.....
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ANGELQUEEN JUST WANTS 2 CHAT
From: Amethest Miller (angelqueen666@XXXX.com)
Medium riskYou may not know this sender.Mark as safe|Mark as unsafe
Sent: Tue 7/02/02 6:18 PM
To: Mark_XXXXX@hotmail.com
Hi MARK, i CAN;T UNDERSTAND WHY YOU HAVEN'T AT LEAST EMAILED ME BY NOW. WAZ IT SUMTHING EYE SAID? i MUST OF SAID SUMTHING TO MAKE U NOT WANT 2 NO ME NOW HUH? WELL, NUGH' OF THAT, CAN'T CRY OVER IT NONE.
SAY, DID YOU YOU GET THOSE NEW MESSEGES I SENT W/THE ADDRESSES TO MAIL YOUR TAPES TOO? IF YOU NEED MORE, LET ME KNOW. I CALLED LIKE FOUR TIMES ALREADY BUT YOU SO DON'T WANT TO EITHER TALK TO ME OR JUST WAY TOO BUSY OF A SOCIAL LIFE OR WITH YOUR BOYFRIEND TO WANT TO KNOW ME, I GUESS? WELL, SO WOULD YOU EVER LIKE TO JUST EMAIL ME AND IS ALL? WOULD ENJOY A LETTER FROM YOU SUMDAY, YOU KNOW, JUST TO SAY "HI" EVEN. WELL, KEEP IN TOUCH, THAT'S K.I.T, IN COMPUTER JARGEN YOU KNOW.
SEE YA' IN YOUR DREAMS MARK...WINK...WINK :- )
XOXO, YOU ARE SOOO bOSS!!
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Record Company
From: Amethest Miller (angelqueen666@XXXX.com)
Medium riskYou may not know this sender.Mark as safe|Mark as unsafe
Sent: Tue 7/02/02 7:27 PM
To: Mark_XXXX2@hotmail.com
Cc: angelqueen666@XXXX.com
Mark, if you want the BEST one yet, I just ran onto it and this is the address in Nasville you really want to sent your music too. If you want it, you'll just have no choice but to call me as this one, I so do not put in emails for others to read. Call me tonight before 7 p.m. to get the info on this record business recording studio. No FEE and send your poems/music, sung or written to the Attn: of a very into the recording studio, that my friend has sent to and he gave me this address. If you really want it, all you have to do is call me at 1812 886 XXXX or email me at angelqueen666@XXXX.com
Say Mark, is there sum reason you haven't been able to email me. Is your email full or sumthing? I've so had this happen to me and then they cut off your account, not with yahoo mail as it is way better than hotmail or aol and the messeges are like two seconds and they are sent and you get FREE spellcheck as well. Well, have a fantastic n' fun tyme with your boytoy! take it easy...don't bee cheesy, call me sumtime, we'll rap for a spell.
Love to you, Mel
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Fwd: Record Company
From: Amethest Miller (angelqueen666@XXXX.com)
Medium riskYou may not know this sender.Mark as safe|Mark as unsafe
Sent: Tue 7/02/02 7:34 PM
To: Mark_XXXX@hotmail.com
Attachments: 1 attachment(s) Antivirus scanning by Trend Micro
Record Co...mht (2.5 KB)
Note: forwarded message attached.
Edlee Music.com log onto it for music address to send your music too. I so have the hottest one on paper, so be sure and call me for this one.
1812 886 XXXX
Melanie
weird huh?
oh yeah - after sending that email 4 times she still found it in her to write another one that evening...
and then another....
and another.....
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ANGELQUEEN JUST WANTS 2 CHAT
From: Amethest Miller (angelqueen666@XXXX.com)
Medium riskYou may not know this sender.Mark as safe|Mark as unsafe
Sent: Tue 7/02/02 6:18 PM
To: Mark_XXXXX@hotmail.com
Hi MARK, i CAN;T UNDERSTAND WHY YOU HAVEN'T AT LEAST EMAILED ME BY NOW. WAZ IT SUMTHING EYE SAID? i MUST OF SAID SUMTHING TO MAKE U NOT WANT 2 NO ME NOW HUH? WELL, NUGH' OF THAT, CAN'T CRY OVER IT NONE.
SAY, DID YOU YOU GET THOSE NEW MESSEGES I SENT W/THE ADDRESSES TO MAIL YOUR TAPES TOO? IF YOU NEED MORE, LET ME KNOW. I CALLED LIKE FOUR TIMES ALREADY BUT YOU SO DON'T WANT TO EITHER TALK TO ME OR JUST WAY TOO BUSY OF A SOCIAL LIFE OR WITH YOUR BOYFRIEND TO WANT TO KNOW ME, I GUESS? WELL, SO WOULD YOU EVER LIKE TO JUST EMAIL ME AND IS ALL? WOULD ENJOY A LETTER FROM YOU SUMDAY, YOU KNOW, JUST TO SAY "HI" EVEN. WELL, KEEP IN TOUCH, THAT'S K.I.T, IN COMPUTER JARGEN YOU KNOW.
SEE YA' IN YOUR DREAMS MARK...WINK...WINK :- )
XOXO, YOU ARE SOOO bOSS!!
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Record Company
From: Amethest Miller (angelqueen666@XXXX.com)
Medium riskYou may not know this sender.Mark as safe|Mark as unsafe
Sent: Tue 7/02/02 7:27 PM
To: Mark_XXXX2@hotmail.com
Cc: angelqueen666@XXXX.com
Mark, if you want the BEST one yet, I just ran onto it and this is the address in Nasville you really want to sent your music too. If you want it, you'll just have no choice but to call me as this one, I so do not put in emails for others to read. Call me tonight before 7 p.m. to get the info on this record business recording studio. No FEE and send your poems/music, sung or written to the Attn: of a very into the recording studio, that my friend has sent to and he gave me this address. If you really want it, all you have to do is call me at 1812 886 XXXX or email me at angelqueen666@XXXX.com
Say Mark, is there sum reason you haven't been able to email me. Is your email full or sumthing? I've so had this happen to me and then they cut off your account, not with yahoo mail as it is way better than hotmail or aol and the messeges are like two seconds and they are sent and you get FREE spellcheck as well. Well, have a fantastic n' fun tyme with your boytoy! take it easy...don't bee cheesy, call me sumtime, we'll rap for a spell.
Love to you, Mel
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Fwd: Record Company
From: Amethest Miller (angelqueen666@XXXX.com)
Medium riskYou may not know this sender.Mark as safe|Mark as unsafe
Sent: Tue 7/02/02 7:34 PM
To: Mark_XXXX@hotmail.com
Attachments: 1 attachment(s) Antivirus scanning by Trend Micro
Record Co...mht (2.5 KB)
Note: forwarded message attached.
Edlee Music.com log onto it for music address to send your music too. I so have the hottest one on paper, so be sure and call me for this one.
1812 886 XXXX
Melanie
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Stalker Part 5
4 days later this one appears. she got a new email address. angel queen 666. or would that be queen of lucifer's angels?
i remember this email creeped me out.
she would love to "rap" sometime. i believe she is the only person who has used that phrase besides mr. belding when he was substituting for miss bliss's home room class before bayside mysteriously relocated to california.
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Hi MARK!
From: Amethest Miller (angelqueen666@XXXX.com)
Medium riskYou may not know this sender.Mark as safe|Mark as unsafe
Sent: Tue 7/02/02 11:23 AM
To: Mark_r1982@hotmail.com
Cc: angelqueen666@XXXX.com
This is Melanie. You can email me at my new email at
AngelQueen666@XXXX.com Well, here are those record
compnaies I promised to send to you. Print them outnow
okay? I'm sortof like reading int he dark but I'll
read them good enough to send to you. There are tow of
them here.
1) 310-858-3300 (Music/Talent/ Artists/be in movies
pictures, send one photo of yourself, or talk to them,
first on phone. No coverage fee. Ask for Britany
2) Short-story contest: Young Author Society, 100
Second Street Box 122 South Jamesport, NY 11970
Also there is Edlee Music. I thi k you have to type
onto Edleemusic.com for the address there.
Say Mark, why don't you give me a buzz sumtime soon
okay? My new number is 1812 886 XXXX. I'd live to rap
with you for a few and I get lonely. See, I don't
really have any friends and no boyfriend either so you
can clal and won't have to deal with a guy at my house
so it's Kool to call me alrighty then? Yes, Mark, I
only want to be your friend really. I hope that is ok
with you. If you wanted me for more, don't get me
wrong, I'd love that but I would not push it. Say, are
you mad at me for sum reason? I won't call you no more
as you will not return my messeges so I tossed your
number aside and you can call me if you like. I get
the feeling you don't want to chat with me but I
understand. I guess I can just sit at home anf feel
sorry for myself that I can't find a friend.
Bye, hope these helped. I'll send sum legite ones soon
to you that will definitly help you get started in the
music business.
Love to you, melanie
ps Reply that at least you got this email form me
okay?
You don't even have to say hi, just say, got em. reply
at angelqueen666@yahoo.com
or call em anytime like from 12 noon to 5 p.m, Monday
through Friday, 1812 886 XXXX
Saturday, try me at 12 noon untill 5 p.m. as well. I'm
like so always home.
i remember this email creeped me out.
she would love to "rap" sometime. i believe she is the only person who has used that phrase besides mr. belding when he was substituting for miss bliss's home room class before bayside mysteriously relocated to california.
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Hi MARK!
From: Amethest Miller (angelqueen666@XXXX.com)
Medium riskYou may not know this sender.Mark as safe|Mark as unsafe
Sent: Tue 7/02/02 11:23 AM
To: Mark_r1982@hotmail.com
Cc: angelqueen666@XXXX.com
This is Melanie. You can email me at my new email at
AngelQueen666@XXXX.com Well, here are those record
compnaies I promised to send to you. Print them outnow
okay? I'm sortof like reading int he dark but I'll
read them good enough to send to you. There are tow of
them here.
1) 310-858-3300 (Music/Talent/ Artists/be in movies
pictures, send one photo of yourself, or talk to them,
first on phone. No coverage fee. Ask for Britany
2) Short-story contest: Young Author Society, 100
Second Street Box 122 South Jamesport, NY 11970
Also there is Edlee Music. I thi k you have to type
onto Edleemusic.com for the address there.
Say Mark, why don't you give me a buzz sumtime soon
okay? My new number is 1812 886 XXXX. I'd live to rap
with you for a few and I get lonely. See, I don't
really have any friends and no boyfriend either so you
can clal and won't have to deal with a guy at my house
so it's Kool to call me alrighty then? Yes, Mark, I
only want to be your friend really. I hope that is ok
with you. If you wanted me for more, don't get me
wrong, I'd love that but I would not push it. Say, are
you mad at me for sum reason? I won't call you no more
as you will not return my messeges so I tossed your
number aside and you can call me if you like. I get
the feeling you don't want to chat with me but I
understand. I guess I can just sit at home anf feel
sorry for myself that I can't find a friend.
Bye, hope these helped. I'll send sum legite ones soon
to you that will definitly help you get started in the
music business.
Love to you, melanie
ps Reply that at least you got this email form me
okay?
You don't even have to say hi, just say, got em. reply
at angelqueen666@yahoo.com
or call em anytime like from 12 noon to 5 p.m, Monday
through Friday, 1812 886 XXXX
Saturday, try me at 12 noon untill 5 p.m. as well. I'm
like so always home.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Stalker Part 4
this time she waited 5 days to write - though as she mentions there were a few phone calls involved. she informs me that she is not coming on to me, just wants to be friends - but if i did want her she requires that we use protection.
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Remember me???
From: Melanie Miller (XXxxxxxXX@hotmail.com)
Sent: Fri 6/28/02 3:24 AM
To: Mark_XXXXXX@hotmail.com
Mark, called three times already, but I guess you are swamped with working. Do you go to college? I have my nurses license. So tell me, am I ever gonna hear from you? No sweetie I would not try to get you to want me. I had wrote to you, if you ever decided or wanted to I meant, to want me, to let me know. I also wrote, I would not come between you and your male lover. Well, I guess there is not a whole lot left to say Mark. I bid you a nice day. It is rather late yes, and been busy on the computer, I'll say, looking up words I never even knew exsisted, like triologist or sumthing like that for my friend. Well, if you get the chance give me a buzz, no. is 1812 886 XXXX. I'm usually home as not a party-person, and enver been to a party in my whole life. seen Don Henly in concert, though. And Lori Morgan and Loretta Lynn as well. L/Lynn is an excellent singer. Say did you want those record company address? I bet you can sing if you really wanted to Mr. Gorgeous and that is only a compliment, not ac come-on. Well, Mark, it is rather late, maybe I should retire for the night. I walked a long distacne today, was super board and now really getting a bit tired. Ha! Yes, that isa good word for it, I suppose. I walked too long and it was like 82 over here today and yesterday, it was 88. Okay now, I should get sum rest as is 2:19 a.m. I jsut wish you'd write me or call, either way would be fine with me. No, I don't date and no, I do not have a lover, neither m or female. I just wanted to be friends. Would you like to be friends? If you did ever want for me, you just let me know okay sugar? I do belive in protection though. I guess it is time to head off for bed now. You take it easy and hey, call me sumday okay?
Melanie(The gal who was singin' in the store...remember me
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Remember me???
From: Melanie Miller (XXxxxxxXX@hotmail.com)
Sent: Fri 6/28/02 3:24 AM
To: Mark_XXXXXX@hotmail.com
Mark, called three times already, but I guess you are swamped with working. Do you go to college? I have my nurses license. So tell me, am I ever gonna hear from you? No sweetie I would not try to get you to want me. I had wrote to you, if you ever decided or wanted to I meant, to want me, to let me know. I also wrote, I would not come between you and your male lover. Well, I guess there is not a whole lot left to say Mark. I bid you a nice day. It is rather late yes, and been busy on the computer, I'll say, looking up words I never even knew exsisted, like triologist or sumthing like that for my friend. Well, if you get the chance give me a buzz, no. is 1812 886 XXXX. I'm usually home as not a party-person, and enver been to a party in my whole life. seen Don Henly in concert, though. And Lori Morgan and Loretta Lynn as well. L/Lynn is an excellent singer. Say did you want those record company address? I bet you can sing if you really wanted to Mr. Gorgeous and that is only a compliment, not ac come-on. Well, Mark, it is rather late, maybe I should retire for the night. I walked a long distacne today, was super board and now really getting a bit tired. Ha! Yes, that isa good word for it, I suppose. I walked too long and it was like 82 over here today and yesterday, it was 88. Okay now, I should get sum rest as is 2:19 a.m. I jsut wish you'd write me or call, either way would be fine with me. No, I don't date and no, I do not have a lover, neither m or female. I just wanted to be friends. Would you like to be friends? If you did ever want for me, you just let me know okay sugar? I do belive in protection though. I guess it is time to head off for bed now. You take it easy and hey, call me sumday okay?
Melanie(The gal who was singin' in the store...remember me
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Stalker Part 3
This email was sent less then 10 minutes from the previous one - and she sent it three times in a row.
I enjoy how she informs me that azure is the color blue, casually mentions familial abuse and reiterates, for the umpteenth time - she just wants to be friends.
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Do you like Poetry?
From: Melanie Miller (XXxxxxxXX@hotmail.com)
Sent: Sun 6/23/02 4:53 PM
To: Mark_xXXXX@hotmail.com
Here is ine if my poems I've written
He walks alone in solitude,
not knowing the unknown.
He had dark tresses,
and azure hue eyes, (Azure is blue, you know)
and a smile that captivates me so.
He is music, he is a sweet song,
that sings in my heart.
He is that pretty bird, sitting on a limb,
whistling his happy tune.
Oh, how I wished he'd be my friend and dance a dance with me.
We could be together, in sweet harmony, (As freinds) I mean.
I hope you enjoyed my poem. Say, do you ever visulize sumthing nice that has happened to you? I like ti sumtimes, if it is good stuff. Don't like to think about the abuse my second husband put me through but that was 10 1/2 or 11 yrs. ago and he moved to Florida a long time ago and found him a wife. He never divorced me but married her anyways. Well, I will talk to you more later on. Will check my email in an hour just in case you are lounging around the house.
A Friend who asks for nothing more than your kindness, Melanie
I enjoy how she informs me that azure is the color blue, casually mentions familial abuse and reiterates, for the umpteenth time - she just wants to be friends.
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Do you like Poetry?
From: Melanie Miller (XXxxxxxXX@hotmail.com)
Sent: Sun 6/23/02 4:53 PM
To: Mark_xXXXX@hotmail.com
Here is ine if my poems I've written
He walks alone in solitude,
not knowing the unknown.
He had dark tresses,
and azure hue eyes, (Azure is blue, you know)
and a smile that captivates me so.
He is music, he is a sweet song,
that sings in my heart.
He is that pretty bird, sitting on a limb,
whistling his happy tune.
Oh, how I wished he'd be my friend and dance a dance with me.
We could be together, in sweet harmony, (As freinds) I mean.
I hope you enjoyed my poem. Say, do you ever visulize sumthing nice that has happened to you? I like ti sumtimes, if it is good stuff. Don't like to think about the abuse my second husband put me through but that was 10 1/2 or 11 yrs. ago and he moved to Florida a long time ago and found him a wife. He never divorced me but married her anyways. Well, I will talk to you more later on. Will check my email in an hour just in case you are lounging around the house.
A Friend who asks for nothing more than your kindness, Melanie
Stalker Part 2
Second email received - after i didn't respond to her 3 phone calls the prior afternoon or her previous email sent 16 hours prior.
Hello again
From: Melanie Miller (XXxxxxxXX@hotmail.com)
Sent: Sun 6/23/02 4:47 PM
To: Mark_XXXXX@hotmail.com
U must be visiting your boyfriend today as I don't think you've checked your email unless I said sumthing wrong? (in my other email). I waz wondering, maybe sum time we could just grab a bite to eat, sum weekend, would you like that? Just as friends only of course. Maybe in a couple of weeks, a friday or Saturday night, you could come down and I'll pay for my meal and you, yours. Theres' a nice little cafe, called Purgatory and it is a relaxing atmoshpere. I would love to wear a nice dress, cause I love to dress up and we can jsut talk for a little while is all. Well, have a most pleasant day. I did leave you my number in case you wish to call me.
1812 886 XXXX
Hope to hear from you by email of phone call.
Melanie
K.I.T.
p/s I feel sorta lonly and down today, no one to talk too. Typing stories can take alot out of you. Well, if yo u ever want to chat, just email me anytime. I'll always make time to read anything you've writtin to me sweetie. I have a feeling we could be the best of friends and if that is all you would desire, is perfectly fine with me. Friends are great to have.
Hello again
From: Melanie Miller (XXxxxxxXX@hotmail.com)
Sent: Sun 6/23/02 4:47 PM
To: Mark_XXXXX@hotmail.com
U must be visiting your boyfriend today as I don't think you've checked your email unless I said sumthing wrong? (in my other email). I waz wondering, maybe sum time we could just grab a bite to eat, sum weekend, would you like that? Just as friends only of course. Maybe in a couple of weeks, a friday or Saturday night, you could come down and I'll pay for my meal and you, yours. Theres' a nice little cafe, called Purgatory and it is a relaxing atmoshpere. I would love to wear a nice dress, cause I love to dress up and we can jsut talk for a little while is all. Well, have a most pleasant day. I did leave you my number in case you wish to call me.
1812 886 XXXX
Hope to hear from you by email of phone call.
Melanie
K.I.T.
p/s I feel sorta lonly and down today, no one to talk too. Typing stories can take alot out of you. Well, if yo u ever want to chat, just email me anytime. I'll always make time to read anything you've writtin to me sweetie. I have a feeling we could be the best of friends and if that is all you would desire, is perfectly fine with me. Friends are great to have.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
i'm a slacker - stalker part 1
so - as you all can tell i took quite a break from writing. i do apologize.
umm... important things - i saw nkotb, twice. i see tina turner tomorrow. i'm starting a new school in january. i'm sadly still employed. i'm sure a few things here and there i'll fill in down the road.
i was reading my old emails and saw my old "stalker" melanie. i met her when i worked at gadzooks. i was walking around the store and this lady was singing along to the voices in her head and i said, sarcastically, "wow - that sounds great." her response - "why thank you hon, i just love to sing, i..."
before i knew it she had taken my arm and rattled off 30 facts ranging from her singing abilities to her love for writing erotica novels. she was mid 30's, peroxide hair and fire red dress at 2pm in the eastland mall in e'ville, indiana. she was odd.
anyways - i got away from her by going into the stock room for 10 minutes. i come out and she's waiting for me. just wants to know if i'd like to grab lunch sometime, "just as friends - friendship is alright by me" - in her words.
she asks if i have a girlfriend - i lied and said no, i have a boyfriend. "that's alright, i didn't think you were much in to girls."
i see this slightly crazy looking woman - so sad, so lonely. i say sure - we can grab lunch sometime. i think what's the harm, she can come to the mall - i'll give her 20 minutes of time on my break and maybe make her day a little brighter.
i give her my email address, and sadly - when pushed - gave her my phone number.
i leave work around 3pm and arrive home later that day around 5pm. i have 3 voicemails from her already. the third - "hey mark - i just thought i'd sing you a song." that was followed by a 6 minute 'original' number.
i didn't call back. later that night i got the first of many emails. listed below. please note that i never called her or wrote her back - but the phone calls and emails persisted over the following months.
the emails were random but consisted of ramblings, desire to be friends, and usually - some sexual reference. she flipped-flopped back and forth from being straight, to gay, and back again. and more then once - offered herself to me.
barf.
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Helllo Mark
From: Melanie Miller (XXxxxxXX@hotmail.com)
Sent: Sun 6/23/02 12:21 AM
To: xxxx_xXXXX@hotmail.com
Hi Mark, how are you? I'm glad to have met you, as I liked you instantly. I too am gay, as I like women but sadly I can not seem to find any women who like other women in the way that I do. Yes, it is upsetting to feel alone and no one to touch or even hold your hand and do not worry, as I would never think of trying to split you and your boyfriend apart, as I feel for one, you love him, so how could I do sumthing like that to a couple. I have a few male friends who like men as well, but they are in their 40's. I rarely see them anymore but they drop by now and then to say hello and give me a hug. I liked the touch of you hand in mine as I felt sheer friendship instantly. I get real good vibes from you. You are an attractive young man and if you ever did want me, I would never tell a soul but I would still not try to split you and your lover apart, as I am not that away. Sum woman are not very nice in this world, I'll say, to men or women either. I llike to be kind to as many of people as I can. I would love a friend to talk to. I just don't hang around to many people, just my uncle and my girlfriend, friend only. I would love to meet a 29 to 35 yr. old female who was into women only even 21 would not be so bad as long as the person is 19 and over is okay with me. I would like to meet a long blonde haired woman with blue eyes and light tan and slendor and attractive. I may not be so pretty but I used to be gorgeous when I was 17 and 18 yr.s old. I am getting older now and not as pretty as I used to be but I tell you I used to be a real knockout even in my twenties. I am almost 36, come this October the eight. Say, do you and your guy friend ever go dancing together? I see nothing wrong with it, as long as you love one another it is not a terrible thing. sum people jsut go to bed with anyone, not me. I am in it for the love. I have had my heart broken by men before is why I went to liking women. I have been intimate with men, yes, but I haven't been able to enjoy being with a man, in that way, for a long time, too long. I don't know if I could enjoy a man's touch again cause been used and hurts a lot and I would not wish to be used again. I would not want you to ever go through the heart ache I've been through. My ex-husband moved out and he and my 15 1/2 yr. old live together in his moms house as he does not live with me but my other son, who is 16 1/2 does live with me. He will be 17 in September. He is as tall or a bit taller than I am. he is so smart too, knows computers, and science but has trouble in English. I was okay in school, never went to college though but went to vocational school and got my CNA, certified nursing license. I plan on moving to Evansville in a few years, as my uncle owns five houses there and I might move from my home in five to six months or less if he buys one and I'll rent it off him for $225.00 a month as I pay $386.00 her and is way too high for this place, I'll say. I need a nicer place really. It's okay but want sumthing nicer. Well, Mark, I rented a movie so I may watch that, just picked it off the shelf tonight, it has Nicole Kidman in it. She's just the cutest thing and so is a few other women on the movies, I find attractive as well, like Salma Haymak. What a babe she is. It does not bother you that I am into women, surely, but sum people in Vincennes would not know how to take it. I like talking to people in Evansville a lot more as nicer people to relate too and I just don't really relate too well with many of the Vincennes folks around here. Well, I have been so busy writting my stories. I have sent lots off and a few will go out Sunday night to Canada. I am working on a guy-guy romance one, about two men falling in love. They meet in a cafe' and it will be hot, exciting and romantic. I will email it to you okay after I'm finished. it may be a week before I get to it but will soon enought. I jsut completed a lesbian story, erotic-fiction as well and that is one I am mailing off tomorrow. I wrote another one with an all gal lesbian party but a guy is involved but none of them have intercourse with the guy, he is just a male stripper only and that is all. I like to writea nd my friend, he is a published writter as well. Oh yes, I was telling you about sum addresses to send your talent too, music to. You do write your own songs, correct, just the lyrics alone, correct? I am going to hunt them up tomorrow and email you a few alright? There are lots of places in Nashville, Tn, that you can mail your CD too. My cousin Josh, he is getting his songs but is rap only, published. He is your age, nice looking, has a woman though and he is so sweet of a young man. I like him a lot cause he talked to me for the longest time months ago when he was visitung. He's had it rough in life, moms an alcolic. I rarely ever touch alcohol, only in moderation, is all. I guess this is getting a bit too long so I should go for now.
I think I'll try to watch sum of my movie and then go to bed. Knowing me, I'll most likey fall asleeep during the show. Talk to you later. take care.
Sweet hug to you...Melanie
PS By the way my number is, if you ever wish to call is 1-812-886-XXXX
Oh by the way, I think that is a good idea you used your birth year for part of your email. that was neat idea. I was gonna have mine WitchyAngel@hotmail.com or Angelwitch@hotmail.com Well, call you later...be good now and don't take any wooden nickles off of nobody. Wow, you are so handsome. I almost wish I could just hold your hand again as would satify me. The sex part, I don't care if ever happened, the feel of sumones hand that I feel a friendship for is more than enough for me. I would never impose myself on you or throw myself on you. I'm too much of a lady to act like that, have a little class about me. I'm really busy with my writtings and poetry and have a big chance to ahve all my 38 poems printed in a book, with Barmes and Noble. It will cost me for the ink though but my uncle may be able to help me a little out there and of course I'd pay him it back plus interest as well. Wish me lots of luck in my writtings and I do wish you all the best of luck with your boyfriend.
Love to you, Melanie or Angelwitch which is to be in my add soon in back of Globe, Satr and National Enquirer. I am having my comment and photo in a magazine too as signed the contract a week or two ago to give them permission to print my short piece and pic of me, I sent to them. well, this time I better let you go. I'll check my email around 12 noon to see if you've wrriten back to me...xoxo Bye for now you gorgeous man you. Was that okay to say as is true, you are quite stunning. Your boyfriend is one lucky guy, I'll say.
umm... important things - i saw nkotb, twice. i see tina turner tomorrow. i'm starting a new school in january. i'm sadly still employed. i'm sure a few things here and there i'll fill in down the road.
i was reading my old emails and saw my old "stalker" melanie. i met her when i worked at gadzooks. i was walking around the store and this lady was singing along to the voices in her head and i said, sarcastically, "wow - that sounds great." her response - "why thank you hon, i just love to sing, i..."
before i knew it she had taken my arm and rattled off 30 facts ranging from her singing abilities to her love for writing erotica novels. she was mid 30's, peroxide hair and fire red dress at 2pm in the eastland mall in e'ville, indiana. she was odd.
anyways - i got away from her by going into the stock room for 10 minutes. i come out and she's waiting for me. just wants to know if i'd like to grab lunch sometime, "just as friends - friendship is alright by me" - in her words.
she asks if i have a girlfriend - i lied and said no, i have a boyfriend. "that's alright, i didn't think you were much in to girls."
i see this slightly crazy looking woman - so sad, so lonely. i say sure - we can grab lunch sometime. i think what's the harm, she can come to the mall - i'll give her 20 minutes of time on my break and maybe make her day a little brighter.
i give her my email address, and sadly - when pushed - gave her my phone number.
i leave work around 3pm and arrive home later that day around 5pm. i have 3 voicemails from her already. the third - "hey mark - i just thought i'd sing you a song." that was followed by a 6 minute 'original' number.
i didn't call back. later that night i got the first of many emails. listed below. please note that i never called her or wrote her back - but the phone calls and emails persisted over the following months.
the emails were random but consisted of ramblings, desire to be friends, and usually - some sexual reference. she flipped-flopped back and forth from being straight, to gay, and back again. and more then once - offered herself to me.
barf.
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Helllo Mark
From: Melanie Miller (XXxxxxXX@hotmail.com)
Sent: Sun 6/23/02 12:21 AM
To: xxxx_xXXXX@hotmail.com
Hi Mark, how are you? I'm glad to have met you, as I liked you instantly. I too am gay, as I like women but sadly I can not seem to find any women who like other women in the way that I do. Yes, it is upsetting to feel alone and no one to touch or even hold your hand and do not worry, as I would never think of trying to split you and your boyfriend apart, as I feel for one, you love him, so how could I do sumthing like that to a couple. I have a few male friends who like men as well, but they are in their 40's. I rarely see them anymore but they drop by now and then to say hello and give me a hug. I liked the touch of you hand in mine as I felt sheer friendship instantly. I get real good vibes from you. You are an attractive young man and if you ever did want me, I would never tell a soul but I would still not try to split you and your lover apart, as I am not that away. Sum woman are not very nice in this world, I'll say, to men or women either. I llike to be kind to as many of people as I can. I would love a friend to talk to. I just don't hang around to many people, just my uncle and my girlfriend, friend only. I would love to meet a 29 to 35 yr. old female who was into women only even 21 would not be so bad as long as the person is 19 and over is okay with me. I would like to meet a long blonde haired woman with blue eyes and light tan and slendor and attractive. I may not be so pretty but I used to be gorgeous when I was 17 and 18 yr.s old. I am getting older now and not as pretty as I used to be but I tell you I used to be a real knockout even in my twenties. I am almost 36, come this October the eight. Say, do you and your guy friend ever go dancing together? I see nothing wrong with it, as long as you love one another it is not a terrible thing. sum people jsut go to bed with anyone, not me. I am in it for the love. I have had my heart broken by men before is why I went to liking women. I have been intimate with men, yes, but I haven't been able to enjoy being with a man, in that way, for a long time, too long. I don't know if I could enjoy a man's touch again cause been used and hurts a lot and I would not wish to be used again. I would not want you to ever go through the heart ache I've been through. My ex-husband moved out and he and my 15 1/2 yr. old live together in his moms house as he does not live with me but my other son, who is 16 1/2 does live with me. He will be 17 in September. He is as tall or a bit taller than I am. he is so smart too, knows computers, and science but has trouble in English. I was okay in school, never went to college though but went to vocational school and got my CNA, certified nursing license. I plan on moving to Evansville in a few years, as my uncle owns five houses there and I might move from my home in five to six months or less if he buys one and I'll rent it off him for $225.00 a month as I pay $386.00 her and is way too high for this place, I'll say. I need a nicer place really. It's okay but want sumthing nicer. Well, Mark, I rented a movie so I may watch that, just picked it off the shelf tonight, it has Nicole Kidman in it. She's just the cutest thing and so is a few other women on the movies, I find attractive as well, like Salma Haymak. What a babe she is. It does not bother you that I am into women, surely, but sum people in Vincennes would not know how to take it. I like talking to people in Evansville a lot more as nicer people to relate too and I just don't really relate too well with many of the Vincennes folks around here. Well, I have been so busy writting my stories. I have sent lots off and a few will go out Sunday night to Canada. I am working on a guy-guy romance one, about two men falling in love. They meet in a cafe' and it will be hot, exciting and romantic. I will email it to you okay after I'm finished. it may be a week before I get to it but will soon enought. I jsut completed a lesbian story, erotic-fiction as well and that is one I am mailing off tomorrow. I wrote another one with an all gal lesbian party but a guy is involved but none of them have intercourse with the guy, he is just a male stripper only and that is all. I like to writea nd my friend, he is a published writter as well. Oh yes, I was telling you about sum addresses to send your talent too, music to. You do write your own songs, correct, just the lyrics alone, correct? I am going to hunt them up tomorrow and email you a few alright? There are lots of places in Nashville, Tn, that you can mail your CD too. My cousin Josh, he is getting his songs but is rap only, published. He is your age, nice looking, has a woman though and he is so sweet of a young man. I like him a lot cause he talked to me for the longest time months ago when he was visitung. He's had it rough in life, moms an alcolic. I rarely ever touch alcohol, only in moderation, is all. I guess this is getting a bit too long so I should go for now.
I think I'll try to watch sum of my movie and then go to bed. Knowing me, I'll most likey fall asleeep during the show. Talk to you later. take care.
Sweet hug to you...Melanie
PS By the way my number is, if you ever wish to call is 1-812-886-XXXX
Oh by the way, I think that is a good idea you used your birth year for part of your email. that was neat idea. I was gonna have mine WitchyAngel@hotmail.com or Angelwitch@hotmail.com Well, call you later...be good now and don't take any wooden nickles off of nobody. Wow, you are so handsome. I almost wish I could just hold your hand again as would satify me. The sex part, I don't care if ever happened, the feel of sumones hand that I feel a friendship for is more than enough for me. I would never impose myself on you or throw myself on you. I'm too much of a lady to act like that, have a little class about me. I'm really busy with my writtings and poetry and have a big chance to ahve all my 38 poems printed in a book, with Barmes and Noble. It will cost me for the ink though but my uncle may be able to help me a little out there and of course I'd pay him it back plus interest as well. Wish me lots of luck in my writtings and I do wish you all the best of luck with your boyfriend.
Love to you, Melanie or Angelwitch which is to be in my add soon in back of Globe, Satr and National Enquirer. I am having my comment and photo in a magazine too as signed the contract a week or two ago to give them permission to print my short piece and pic of me, I sent to them. well, this time I better let you go. I'll check my email around 12 noon to see if you've wrriten back to me...xoxo Bye for now you gorgeous man you. Was that okay to say as is true, you are quite stunning. Your boyfriend is one lucky guy, I'll say.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
an end of an era
sadness - it was announced sometime ago that pleasure island would be closing. the doors officially shut about 2 weeks ago. i received an urgent phone call from mandy on the verge of hysteria that day - she had found ticekts to orlando round trip for 94 bucks. we almost went. but in the end it didn't work out.
the following text and correlating pictures were taken from one of my favorite blogs - see? it's right there in my crap section to the left. it shows the recent updates with downtown disney and there crap ideas of adding more stores/ restaurants.
our thoughts are with you jimmi - where ever you may be.
if you want to see the original post with additional information and pictures you should totally check out his blog
Tom Corless’ 9/24-10/1/08 WDW Update
October 3, 2008 4:33 pm
As promised, here is a photo report from my latest trip to Walt Disney World during WDWCelebrations World Wide Weekend event. I only get to do one of these every few months, so please forgive me if my photos aren’t as good as you are used to seeing:
The Braille map at Pleasure Island was updated to reflect the closing of the 6 remaining clubs almost instantly
Pretty empty at the time being
T-Rex Cafe is being considered Pleasure Island property just to pad the line-up, even though it does not open until October 14.
This former club sign was also switched over to advertising for the Festival of the Masters
Work inside of Motion has begun so quickly that they haven’t even gotten walls up yet
All signage gone from 8-trax
The Adventurer’s Club is dead for now, but they are booking special events for the venue up until Super Bowl Sunday 2009
The BET in BET Soundstage Club was gone almost as soon as the patrons were
Sorry, no more tickets…
The T-Rex Cafe is almost ready for its debut in less than two weeks
Here is the sign being worked on a few days earlier
Work on the new stage for the Marketplace is in full swing now
Disney Design-a-Tee is opening next to the Art of Disney on November 15th
the following text and correlating pictures were taken from one of my favorite blogs - see? it's right there in my crap section to the left. it shows the recent updates with downtown disney and there crap ideas of adding more stores/ restaurants.
our thoughts are with you jimmi - where ever you may be.
if you want to see the original post with additional information and pictures you should totally check out his blog
Tom Corless’ 9/24-10/1/08 WDW Update
October 3, 2008 4:33 pm
As promised, here is a photo report from my latest trip to Walt Disney World during WDWCelebrations World Wide Weekend event. I only get to do one of these every few months, so please forgive me if my photos aren’t as good as you are used to seeing:
The Braille map at Pleasure Island was updated to reflect the closing of the 6 remaining clubs almost instantly
Pretty empty at the time being
T-Rex Cafe is being considered Pleasure Island property just to pad the line-up, even though it does not open until October 14.
This former club sign was also switched over to advertising for the Festival of the Masters
Work inside of Motion has begun so quickly that they haven’t even gotten walls up yet
All signage gone from 8-trax
The Adventurer’s Club is dead for now, but they are booking special events for the venue up until Super Bowl Sunday 2009
The BET in BET Soundstage Club was gone almost as soon as the patrons were
Sorry, no more tickets…
The T-Rex Cafe is almost ready for its debut in less than two weeks
Here is the sign being worked on a few days earlier
Work on the new stage for the Marketplace is in full swing now
Disney Design-a-Tee is opening next to the Art of Disney on November 15th
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
UPDATE: Charise
so yes i should be getting ready for my date...
in the mean time here's an update of charise singing with celine.
gotta dream it to live it.
in the mean time here's an update of charise singing with celine.
gotta dream it to live it.
pain can be funny
i know i typically spend my time on here over analyzing the mundane events of my life by dwelling on an issue and somehow relating it to an obscure reference/ fact/ concept - but not today.
oh - before i get to the real reason of this post i must spread the word - i'm going out on a date. not like one that starts on a gay.com chat room where the conversation is something along the lines of:
1: 25wm 6', 165 thin uc vers/bttm, u?
2: 28gam 5'7, 145 thick 7c pwr tp i/t ws, pnp and latex
1: hot
2: yeah
1: wanna meet up?
2: cool - meet me in the fens
1: 15min
2: later
no!!! but like i got a phone call that asked me out on a proper date including food AND drinks! isn't this bizarre? i wasn't going to blow him tonight but i feel like it might be needed just to make it feel more like an average tuesday for me.
anyways - the video below gave me the lol's. no - the rotfllmao's.
may favorite part is the response -
M: On no
F: Oh dear
M: I think she’s actually hurt
F: Think she is – youch.
oh - before i get to the real reason of this post i must spread the word - i'm going out on a date. not like one that starts on a gay.com chat room where the conversation is something along the lines of:
1: 25wm 6', 165 thin uc vers/bttm, u?
2: 28gam 5'7, 145 thick 7c pwr tp i/t ws, pnp and latex
1: hot
2: yeah
1: wanna meet up?
2: cool - meet me in the fens
1: 15min
2: later
no!!! but like i got a phone call that asked me out on a proper date including food AND drinks! isn't this bizarre? i wasn't going to blow him tonight but i feel like it might be needed just to make it feel more like an average tuesday for me.
anyways - the video below gave me the lol's. no - the rotfllmao's.
may favorite part is the response -
M: On no
F: Oh dear
M: I think she’s actually hurt
F: Think she is – youch.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
ironic
i saw alanis morissette in concert on Saturday - words truly cannot describe. a master – an artist – a true inspiration. watching her is like watching a sculptor create a masterpiece out of a mound of nothingness. the epitome of a musical artist – a lyricist, songwriter and performer. she sang each note with conviction, each word with honesty, each movement with uninhibited freedom.
it was actually quite liberating to watch someone be so free that it made a mass of individuals ranging from every race, gender and sexual orientation be able to let go and be apart of a single pure moment.
a sociologist by the name of robert bly describes our insecurities/ development as a long bag we drag behind ourselves. it’s a metaphor for the “baggage” we all carry with us. i tried to tell molly about this bag and her reaction was “wait what? where do we get this bag?” i think she thought it was something you could pick up at the GAP or maybe comes for free with a purchase of $30 worth of Lancôme products at Lord & Taylor.
when we are born our bag is empty. e live life unaware of social expectations and do what we want. if we want to cry we cry, if we want to dance we dance, and if we want to touch ourselves under the diaper because it simply feels good we do so against the glaring eyes of aunt ida in the corner.
throughout the socialization process of our culture our bag begins to be filled. typically our bag is filled with the same things that our caregivers carry with them – the same insecurities. we are taught to deny sexuality – it goes in the bag. we are taught that boys don’t cry – throw emotions go in the bag. we are taught that girls are passive – gently place aggression into the bag.
in short - when all is said and done - there is a base amount of emotions allowed to be felt by men and women. women are allowed to feel every emotion except for anger, contempt and pride – and yet the only emotions allowed to men are the ones forbidden for women.
everything else - emotions/ feelings/ actions – gets placed into the bag. once in the bag these emotions, things, parts of an individual identity do not die – they become blocked from our lives, we forget their existence. by the time someone hits their twenties their bag is overflowing. they are filled with the insecurities of high school, the resentment of sexual urges and an ever-present feeling to be in a place in our lives where we have been told we should be.
after this period – we spend the rest of our life trying to sort things out. if we’re lucky we realize that the bag needs to be opened – to self examine everything that makes us tick and re-examine everything we denied ourselves. we learn to love the aspects of ourselves that we assume are not good; for the items in the bag are not things that we disapprove of but of what we think others will disapprove of.
watching alanis tonight was watching a person carry a bag so light that she could fly. with her lift powering the masses you could feel a collective weight being resolved as our bags were inspected.
alanis has an openness about her that cannot be denied. when she felt like ticking she ticked, when she wanted to run she ran – she wasn’t scare to leap and if she wanted to twirl on stage for 2 minutes, well god-dammit she fucking did it.
as this magical experience took place – i looked around to the balcony (from my seventh row orchestra seating – thank god I make enough money to take advantage of the privileges of capitalism) and saw a group of drunken frat boys singing along to hand in my pocket; i look to my right and see a group of truly scorned middle aged woman going crazy to you oughta know; a gay couple holding hands singing to ironic; and a single man just loving life.
a truly pure experience transcends any group and brings out the freedom that we all crave. this is the freedom to express ourselves, to be honest with our feelings and the joy of being apart of a unified group in a society based upon preconceived notions and stereotypes.
maybe I’m reading too much into things – but looking around at that group of people i couldn’t help but smile. let me break it down – i love britney spears more than anything – potentially the greatest performer of our generation. i love celine dion – the greatest technical singer since sound recordings began. mariah carey – the greatest selling female artist of all time.
britney performs, celine sings, and mariah does everything else. really mariah does everything that alanis does (singer, songwriter, performer, producer – the list goes on and on) – but what lacks is the basic emotion that can hit you at the core. alanis did it for me – she did it for us all.
in ninety minutes of watching an individual live for the moment – uncaring and unapologetic - i learned how to heal myself. just think what would happen if we surrounded ourselves with this type of energy on a continuous basis? not faking through life as one of pure optimism or facing the world with a smile on our face – but of being true to yourself, living life with your innate gifts given to you.
i say open the bag – see what’s in there. if it’s shitty – well let’s deal with it. but I know that the majority of my bag is filled with gifts that I was nervous about sharing, ideas and actions i was to scared to commit too or show to the world. i bet you have the same.
so let’s make a deal – one week of purity, of true honest emotion and acting with uncaring regard to the opinions of others.
i have a feeling this is easier said than done but i think I might try and give it a whirl.
if you do the same – let me know how it turns out.
it was actually quite liberating to watch someone be so free that it made a mass of individuals ranging from every race, gender and sexual orientation be able to let go and be apart of a single pure moment.
a sociologist by the name of robert bly describes our insecurities/ development as a long bag we drag behind ourselves. it’s a metaphor for the “baggage” we all carry with us. i tried to tell molly about this bag and her reaction was “wait what? where do we get this bag?” i think she thought it was something you could pick up at the GAP or maybe comes for free with a purchase of $30 worth of Lancôme products at Lord & Taylor.
when we are born our bag is empty. e live life unaware of social expectations and do what we want. if we want to cry we cry, if we want to dance we dance, and if we want to touch ourselves under the diaper because it simply feels good we do so against the glaring eyes of aunt ida in the corner.
throughout the socialization process of our culture our bag begins to be filled. typically our bag is filled with the same things that our caregivers carry with them – the same insecurities. we are taught to deny sexuality – it goes in the bag. we are taught that boys don’t cry – throw emotions go in the bag. we are taught that girls are passive – gently place aggression into the bag.
in short - when all is said and done - there is a base amount of emotions allowed to be felt by men and women. women are allowed to feel every emotion except for anger, contempt and pride – and yet the only emotions allowed to men are the ones forbidden for women.
everything else - emotions/ feelings/ actions – gets placed into the bag. once in the bag these emotions, things, parts of an individual identity do not die – they become blocked from our lives, we forget their existence. by the time someone hits their twenties their bag is overflowing. they are filled with the insecurities of high school, the resentment of sexual urges and an ever-present feeling to be in a place in our lives where we have been told we should be.
after this period – we spend the rest of our life trying to sort things out. if we’re lucky we realize that the bag needs to be opened – to self examine everything that makes us tick and re-examine everything we denied ourselves. we learn to love the aspects of ourselves that we assume are not good; for the items in the bag are not things that we disapprove of but of what we think others will disapprove of.
watching alanis tonight was watching a person carry a bag so light that she could fly. with her lift powering the masses you could feel a collective weight being resolved as our bags were inspected.
alanis has an openness about her that cannot be denied. when she felt like ticking she ticked, when she wanted to run she ran – she wasn’t scare to leap and if she wanted to twirl on stage for 2 minutes, well god-dammit she fucking did it.
as this magical experience took place – i looked around to the balcony (from my seventh row orchestra seating – thank god I make enough money to take advantage of the privileges of capitalism) and saw a group of drunken frat boys singing along to hand in my pocket; i look to my right and see a group of truly scorned middle aged woman going crazy to you oughta know; a gay couple holding hands singing to ironic; and a single man just loving life.
a truly pure experience transcends any group and brings out the freedom that we all crave. this is the freedom to express ourselves, to be honest with our feelings and the joy of being apart of a unified group in a society based upon preconceived notions and stereotypes.
maybe I’m reading too much into things – but looking around at that group of people i couldn’t help but smile. let me break it down – i love britney spears more than anything – potentially the greatest performer of our generation. i love celine dion – the greatest technical singer since sound recordings began. mariah carey – the greatest selling female artist of all time.
britney performs, celine sings, and mariah does everything else. really mariah does everything that alanis does (singer, songwriter, performer, producer – the list goes on and on) – but what lacks is the basic emotion that can hit you at the core. alanis did it for me – she did it for us all.
in ninety minutes of watching an individual live for the moment – uncaring and unapologetic - i learned how to heal myself. just think what would happen if we surrounded ourselves with this type of energy on a continuous basis? not faking through life as one of pure optimism or facing the world with a smile on our face – but of being true to yourself, living life with your innate gifts given to you.
i say open the bag – see what’s in there. if it’s shitty – well let’s deal with it. but I know that the majority of my bag is filled with gifts that I was nervous about sharing, ideas and actions i was to scared to commit too or show to the world. i bet you have the same.
so let’s make a deal – one week of purity, of true honest emotion and acting with uncaring regard to the opinions of others.
i have a feeling this is easier said than done but i think I might try and give it a whirl.
if you do the same – let me know how it turns out.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
moments...
i woke up in a semi-drunken stupor the other night and couldn't stop thinking. i grabbed my paper and jotted it down. now you might be thinking "mark, are you really that egotistical that when you wake up in the middle of the night with a random thought that you must write it down as if someone will care?"
I respond with a "Yes." then i sober up and realize - "hey, i'm alone in bed with a bit of a hangover" so i go back to bed to sleep the buzz off - either way - here it is.
I was just thinking of the year & half i just wasted with someone.
But after some thought i realized i don't regret a month with him or a year gone by but the moments that they were comprised of.
A moment of bitterness could have been one of happiness.
A moment of tears could have been one of laughter.
A moment of complete and total detestation could have been one of reveling in the beauty of another.
In short - don't regret the time past but the moments missed.
really - everything i said is true - to a point. but is a moment worth cherishing measured by one where a task at hand was accomplished with the intended end goal achieved?
when you think about a day of running errands, doing laundry and paying bills you think "wow - i accomplished so much today." well - maybe you did but you didn't do anything to make you happy. that day, in the grand scheme of things, was just as wasted as my year and half.
but that too is living in a negative light - i turned a year and half of my life into a bad experience when really, for the most part, it was wonderful. i had, for a time, a great friend and felt at peace. it did come to an end but that's part of life - just like life, all great adventures have to end at one point.
yes there were moments of tears, bitterness and total detestation (sorry xxx, but it's true) - but that's not the whole story. through this time i was shown a new broadway show that i could truly relate to, i learned that i could be in a city that resembled a giant, real-life episode of "cops" and still enjoy myself, and i had constant moments of self-revelations ranging from love to hatred but learning along the way how to deal with both.
i'm not sure if you know this but i enjoy oprah.
she had a young girl by the name of charise on her show last year and i fell in love. yet another young girl who could belt out a power ballad - my dream in life.
last week she brought her back - she had been following her all summer. she was a young girl from the philippines. she watched her father pull a shotgun on her mother and point it at her head. the only reason she survived was because charise's screams alerted the neighbors. that day her mother and charise left - they lived in dilapidated conditions - at times being homeless. through that time she entered singing competitions so they could splurge and buy a pizza off and on. she stuck to her dreams of a better life, followed her talent and this is where she is at today.
she knows where she came from - she can't forget her past. but there is no bitterness in her. she lives life in the moment that it is - unpredictable and usually spectacular.
i'm getting ready to move out - for my first time completely alone. i hope i take advantage of this situation and really learn to appreciate my life completely - aside from the negative but within all of the opportunities that are innately in front of me.
in 1997 oprah introduced the idea of a "grateful journal". it's an easy concept. everyday write down five things that you are grateful for.
i didn't like that specifically but liked the idea. every night i would pray (stop chuckling) and afterwards i would go through the entire day. i didn't want to just think of things that made me happy because i generally wasn't - that would be ignoring the majority of my day. so i thought of everything that happened to me - the good and the bad. the bad stuff - think about, think why it happened, learn from it and then simply move on. the good stuff - truly think about it. what happened, who was it with, how did i feel.
it's amazing how many good things happen throughout the day that just pass you by. they don't have to be moments where your life was changed but something as simple as how you made someone laugh or someone you like smiled at you.
through this simple process - my whole life changed.
this is something i think i'm going to start up again - its something i need. i always talk about these funks i get into twice a year - where i just despise the world and hate my place within it. i'm starting to think that maybe those are the only times out of the year i'm truly feeling anything - the other weeks i'm simply letting life and my emotions drift by me.
i need to live again.
anyone want to join?
I respond with a "Yes." then i sober up and realize - "hey, i'm alone in bed with a bit of a hangover" so i go back to bed to sleep the buzz off - either way - here it is.
I was just thinking of the year & half i just wasted with someone.
But after some thought i realized i don't regret a month with him or a year gone by but the moments that they were comprised of.
A moment of bitterness could have been one of happiness.
A moment of tears could have been one of laughter.
A moment of complete and total detestation could have been one of reveling in the beauty of another.
In short - don't regret the time past but the moments missed.
really - everything i said is true - to a point. but is a moment worth cherishing measured by one where a task at hand was accomplished with the intended end goal achieved?
when you think about a day of running errands, doing laundry and paying bills you think "wow - i accomplished so much today." well - maybe you did but you didn't do anything to make you happy. that day, in the grand scheme of things, was just as wasted as my year and half.
but that too is living in a negative light - i turned a year and half of my life into a bad experience when really, for the most part, it was wonderful. i had, for a time, a great friend and felt at peace. it did come to an end but that's part of life - just like life, all great adventures have to end at one point.
yes there were moments of tears, bitterness and total detestation (sorry xxx, but it's true) - but that's not the whole story. through this time i was shown a new broadway show that i could truly relate to, i learned that i could be in a city that resembled a giant, real-life episode of "cops" and still enjoy myself, and i had constant moments of self-revelations ranging from love to hatred but learning along the way how to deal with both.
i'm not sure if you know this but i enjoy oprah.
she had a young girl by the name of charise on her show last year and i fell in love. yet another young girl who could belt out a power ballad - my dream in life.
last week she brought her back - she had been following her all summer. she was a young girl from the philippines. she watched her father pull a shotgun on her mother and point it at her head. the only reason she survived was because charise's screams alerted the neighbors. that day her mother and charise left - they lived in dilapidated conditions - at times being homeless. through that time she entered singing competitions so they could splurge and buy a pizza off and on. she stuck to her dreams of a better life, followed her talent and this is where she is at today.
she knows where she came from - she can't forget her past. but there is no bitterness in her. she lives life in the moment that it is - unpredictable and usually spectacular.
i'm getting ready to move out - for my first time completely alone. i hope i take advantage of this situation and really learn to appreciate my life completely - aside from the negative but within all of the opportunities that are innately in front of me.
in 1997 oprah introduced the idea of a "grateful journal". it's an easy concept. everyday write down five things that you are grateful for.
i didn't like that specifically but liked the idea. every night i would pray (stop chuckling) and afterwards i would go through the entire day. i didn't want to just think of things that made me happy because i generally wasn't - that would be ignoring the majority of my day. so i thought of everything that happened to me - the good and the bad. the bad stuff - think about, think why it happened, learn from it and then simply move on. the good stuff - truly think about it. what happened, who was it with, how did i feel.
it's amazing how many good things happen throughout the day that just pass you by. they don't have to be moments where your life was changed but something as simple as how you made someone laugh or someone you like smiled at you.
through this simple process - my whole life changed.
this is something i think i'm going to start up again - its something i need. i always talk about these funks i get into twice a year - where i just despise the world and hate my place within it. i'm starting to think that maybe those are the only times out of the year i'm truly feeling anything - the other weeks i'm simply letting life and my emotions drift by me.
i need to live again.
anyone want to join?
Sunday, September 7, 2008
cum dumpster
have you ever been used?
eh - we all have.
but on different levels.
as you may, or may not know - i have made a plethora of changes over the last year and half. they range from being completely content with being single, to dating a boy, contemplating marriage and eventually moving in with said boy. after that there was a break-up, a continuing co-habitation situation and thoughts of an eternal friendship.
in the end - they have all fell apart.
but i wouldn't trade my experiences for anything. i've learned so much about myself, life and relationships over the last year.
in the past i've been in relationships i didn't care about and have been used. i feel recently i have been in relationships where i did truly learn to love, but was ultimately used in the same manner.
i hope the next time around i can find an equilibrium - a situation where i can love, trust and feel as one.
but if i don't - i feel confident that i'll be fine with myself and the people i surround myself with.
i won't make the same mistakes twice (or in reality a third or fourth time - i've lost count).
eh - we all have.
but on different levels.
as you may, or may not know - i have made a plethora of changes over the last year and half. they range from being completely content with being single, to dating a boy, contemplating marriage and eventually moving in with said boy. after that there was a break-up, a continuing co-habitation situation and thoughts of an eternal friendship.
in the end - they have all fell apart.
but i wouldn't trade my experiences for anything. i've learned so much about myself, life and relationships over the last year.
in the past i've been in relationships i didn't care about and have been used. i feel recently i have been in relationships where i did truly learn to love, but was ultimately used in the same manner.
i hope the next time around i can find an equilibrium - a situation where i can love, trust and feel as one.
but if i don't - i feel confident that i'll be fine with myself and the people i surround myself with.
i won't make the same mistakes twice (or in reality a third or fourth time - i've lost count).
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
no eggs and bacon? i'll just have the pork with a side of belly - preferably fetus filled.
So.... Much..... To.... Talk.... About....
i swear i'll update soon - i went to iowa, started school, went a few days without touching myself. so much to pass along.
but there is one thing that can't wait. i just watched the RNC.
i love women - i like boobies, i like emotion and an overwhelming abundance of hormones every 28 days - when it is checked by a man.
but palin - is f*in crazy
"our country needs more energy - our opponent is against producing it"
"victory in iraq is finally in sight and he wants to forfeit"
"terrorist states are seeking nuclear weapons without delay - he wants to meet them without conditions"
"al qaeda still plot to inflict catastrophic harm on america and he's worried someone won't read them their rights"
does anyone realize that this bitch is crazier than a night out with reagan and betty ford doing lines of coke with a cross-dressing hoover?
of course obama has reservations about off-shore drilling. maybe she hasn't read the reports but if we start now we won't see in reduction in price or increase in production for over a decade. maybe he's worried about a more current solution that doesn't include the wallets of billionaire heiresses (cough* insert cindy's name *second cough - insert hack *off-spring of current president* end mucus filled hack)
victory in iraq? please bitch - show me one thing that says victory.
obama wants to meet with the heads of state? wow - that's an option? i thought we just got congress to approve wars based off of fake intelligence and then call anyone who questions it "un-american"
and i'm sorry that someone want's to follow the laws of our nation and those set forth by our international alliances/ agreements. reading rights? how absurd. jesus christ!
i bet palin considers being a minority a form of affirmative action. "we let you live in our country for free (as slaves for a while - with free transportation), have access to equal public education (only since 1954), then expect the doors of the white house to opened for them (probably by a whitey, no less)."
she said that we need to believe that breaking the idea of the glass ceiling is not over. does she not realize that she is a recycled version of the mondale campaign of 1984 (though he had multiple women in consideration from Geraldine Ferraro to Dianne Feinsten who had political experience back to 1961 - though sadly they didn't have palin's looks/ snarkiness and physically blessed children which must mean that they are some how more capable. but honestly - i hate her but i'd fuck her son and her future son-in-law). if hillary wasn't so viable and you're "soul-mate" wasn't perceived as a geriatric (true) white (true) guy (true) on his death-bed (potentially true) you'd be no where.
why don't you just cross that bridge you apparently rejected and go "no-where" - if you're such a great mother and against pork-bellies maybe you'd realized who was porking your daughter.
ps - does anyone find it odd that a woman who gives birth to her first child less then 8 months after getting eloped and now has a pregnant 17 year old daughter is opposed to sex education?
i swear i'll update soon - i went to iowa, started school, went a few days without touching myself. so much to pass along.
but there is one thing that can't wait. i just watched the RNC.
i love women - i like boobies, i like emotion and an overwhelming abundance of hormones every 28 days - when it is checked by a man.
but palin - is f*in crazy
"our country needs more energy - our opponent is against producing it"
"victory in iraq is finally in sight and he wants to forfeit"
"terrorist states are seeking nuclear weapons without delay - he wants to meet them without conditions"
"al qaeda still plot to inflict catastrophic harm on america and he's worried someone won't read them their rights"
does anyone realize that this bitch is crazier than a night out with reagan and betty ford doing lines of coke with a cross-dressing hoover?
of course obama has reservations about off-shore drilling. maybe she hasn't read the reports but if we start now we won't see in reduction in price or increase in production for over a decade. maybe he's worried about a more current solution that doesn't include the wallets of billionaire heiresses (cough* insert cindy's name *second cough - insert hack *off-spring of current president* end mucus filled hack)
victory in iraq? please bitch - show me one thing that says victory.
obama wants to meet with the heads of state? wow - that's an option? i thought we just got congress to approve wars based off of fake intelligence and then call anyone who questions it "un-american"
and i'm sorry that someone want's to follow the laws of our nation and those set forth by our international alliances/ agreements. reading rights? how absurd. jesus christ!
i bet palin considers being a minority a form of affirmative action. "we let you live in our country for free (as slaves for a while - with free transportation), have access to equal public education (only since 1954), then expect the doors of the white house to opened for them (probably by a whitey, no less)."
she said that we need to believe that breaking the idea of the glass ceiling is not over. does she not realize that she is a recycled version of the mondale campaign of 1984 (though he had multiple women in consideration from Geraldine Ferraro to Dianne Feinsten who had political experience back to 1961 - though sadly they didn't have palin's looks/ snarkiness and physically blessed children which must mean that they are some how more capable. but honestly - i hate her but i'd fuck her son and her future son-in-law). if hillary wasn't so viable and you're "soul-mate" wasn't perceived as a geriatric (true) white (true) guy (true) on his death-bed (potentially true) you'd be no where.
why don't you just cross that bridge you apparently rejected and go "no-where" - if you're such a great mother and against pork-bellies maybe you'd realized who was porking your daughter.
ps - does anyone find it odd that a woman who gives birth to her first child less then 8 months after getting eloped and now has a pregnant 17 year old daughter is opposed to sex education?
Saturday, August 23, 2008
i feel something moist - was the virgin mary here?
holy kitten-cat-an-caboodle - i got the chills.
i'm somewhat confused whether it stems from the first obama/ biden rally or my a/c on full blast but either way i likey.
but lets not get ahead of ourselves - lets talk about the most important things first.
1) i apologize for my delay in updating. i hope i didn't lose any of my new found fans/followers/devoters of my wisdom.
2) i'm a step dad! tyebert decided to become an adoptive parent to an 8 week old bundle of perfection. if xxxxxx were here she would say "meow" but luckily she's not. so i'll digress.
who wants to see a pictorial of hotness? wha - no one? well screw you. you're on my blog - deal with it.
this is her somewhat come-hither pose. playful yet refined. youthful but dignified.
these aren't overly attractive pics but give way to her tiny petite size - a definite twink in a world of pussy's - a true oxymoron.
and this last picture is just for pure creep factor. read below to see why...
i loved this picture of me and charlie. until i realized that isn't me. it's tye.
isn't it odd how much me and tye look alike? i find it weird... i feel dirty now. like i use to do myself.
i guess your bound to fall for a guy who looks like you when you spend 10 years lusting over yourself in a mirror while you masturbate.
3) i also went to see the greatest living singer perform - live in concert, as they say.
yes - i saw celine dion in her opening night of the north american leg of her world tour.
she may just be the best singer to ever exist....
though she may be slightly dramatic at times...
but when asked to perform she truly, simply is the best...
i like to fast forward to 2.55/4.02 when she drops it like something fiercly hott fell into her panties (i.e. me). then i wait for 3.22 where i pretend i'm the two crazy queens going crazy like the virgin mary just ejaculated on their faces.
seriously though - seeing celine in person is like watching the V.M. ejaculate.
4) happy belated bday to two of my (finest) ladies!
the pretty ladies had a truly wondeful time.... my night went a slightly different route however.
it started out well - a surprise improv show!
then tragedy struck - it became apparent that my over abundance of man-like-testosterone was causing body hair to sprout and infest my prettiness
after that i apparently went dancing then i.... well, i'm not sure. a few of my followers have been able to fill in the gaps as best they could. in short - i woke up with my back in a somewhat painful state.
had i slept on it funny? i'm not sure - let me walk over here to the mirror. oh - wait - why is my wife beater covered in blood? oh - hi ligaments. i believe you use to be connected to my spinal cord. why are you exposed?
apparently i took a nasty spill.
luckily it's healing well.
5) so obama picked biden. frankly i enjoy biden. he's a loose cannon. he was always fun watching at the debates. or at least i thought he was. after doing some research i realized i had him confused with Mike Gravel (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uBcMUZAXMW4).
so now i have to try and figure out who this biden guy is.
i recommend you do the same.
you can start here - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Biden
so that's the basics of my life over the last month. of course there was a lot more but i can only type so much. it is a saturday for pete-sake and i gots things to do.
i'm somewhat confused whether it stems from the first obama/ biden rally or my a/c on full blast but either way i likey.
but lets not get ahead of ourselves - lets talk about the most important things first.
1) i apologize for my delay in updating. i hope i didn't lose any of my new found fans/followers/devoters of my wisdom.
2) i'm a step dad! tyebert decided to become an adoptive parent to an 8 week old bundle of perfection. if xxxxxx were here she would say "meow" but luckily she's not. so i'll digress.
who wants to see a pictorial of hotness? wha - no one? well screw you. you're on my blog - deal with it.
this is her somewhat come-hither pose. playful yet refined. youthful but dignified.
these aren't overly attractive pics but give way to her tiny petite size - a definite twink in a world of pussy's - a true oxymoron.
and this last picture is just for pure creep factor. read below to see why...
i loved this picture of me and charlie. until i realized that isn't me. it's tye.
isn't it odd how much me and tye look alike? i find it weird... i feel dirty now. like i use to do myself.
i guess your bound to fall for a guy who looks like you when you spend 10 years lusting over yourself in a mirror while you masturbate.
3) i also went to see the greatest living singer perform - live in concert, as they say.
yes - i saw celine dion in her opening night of the north american leg of her world tour.
she may just be the best singer to ever exist....
though she may be slightly dramatic at times...
but when asked to perform she truly, simply is the best...
i like to fast forward to 2.55/4.02 when she drops it like something fiercly hott fell into her panties (i.e. me). then i wait for 3.22 where i pretend i'm the two crazy queens going crazy like the virgin mary just ejaculated on their faces.
seriously though - seeing celine in person is like watching the V.M. ejaculate.
4) happy belated bday to two of my (finest) ladies!
the pretty ladies had a truly wondeful time.... my night went a slightly different route however.
it started out well - a surprise improv show!
then tragedy struck - it became apparent that my over abundance of man-like-testosterone was causing body hair to sprout and infest my prettiness
after that i apparently went dancing then i.... well, i'm not sure. a few of my followers have been able to fill in the gaps as best they could. in short - i woke up with my back in a somewhat painful state.
had i slept on it funny? i'm not sure - let me walk over here to the mirror. oh - wait - why is my wife beater covered in blood? oh - hi ligaments. i believe you use to be connected to my spinal cord. why are you exposed?
apparently i took a nasty spill.
luckily it's healing well.
5) so obama picked biden. frankly i enjoy biden. he's a loose cannon. he was always fun watching at the debates. or at least i thought he was. after doing some research i realized i had him confused with Mike Gravel (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uBcMUZAXMW4).
so now i have to try and figure out who this biden guy is.
i recommend you do the same.
you can start here - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Biden
so that's the basics of my life over the last month. of course there was a lot more but i can only type so much. it is a saturday for pete-sake and i gots things to do.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
it's khaki wishes and cookie dreams...
dreams....
ideas of a perfect existence where a persons happiness is reflected by their profession.
i recently came across an old favorite youtube video which brought back my dream of being a performer... no matter on what level.
as many of you know, i once had a choir teacher try and talk me out of pursuing a college career in trade for being a vegas headliner as a cher impersonator.
why did she think i could make it?
well - at the time i had this...
fast forward five years and i end up here -
headlining a house party for the once never existed band woManz
this was our first promo shot...
after the downfall of the group (the two brunettes were fighting over the blonde) - i was left to fend for myself.
at least i still had gorgeous legs.
anyways - this video represents my dreams of what could have been.
what i could have accomplished if i had stuck to my dreams
please don't fast forward - even when you think you've seen the good parts... they just get better
and ps - after seeing what my people can do i never want to hear one of my girlfriends complain about wearing a measly pair of 2 in. slingbacks to the bar again.
a girls got to represent
ideas of a perfect existence where a persons happiness is reflected by their profession.
i recently came across an old favorite youtube video which brought back my dream of being a performer... no matter on what level.
as many of you know, i once had a choir teacher try and talk me out of pursuing a college career in trade for being a vegas headliner as a cher impersonator.
why did she think i could make it?
well - at the time i had this...
fast forward five years and i end up here -
headlining a house party for the once never existed band woManz
this was our first promo shot...
after the downfall of the group (the two brunettes were fighting over the blonde) - i was left to fend for myself.
at least i still had gorgeous legs.
anyways - this video represents my dreams of what could have been.
what i could have accomplished if i had stuck to my dreams
please don't fast forward - even when you think you've seen the good parts... they just get better
and ps - after seeing what my people can do i never want to hear one of my girlfriends complain about wearing a measly pair of 2 in. slingbacks to the bar again.
a girls got to represent
Monday, July 21, 2008
f*ing glorified king of prairie pussies
so i just got back from the gym. i was feeling pretty fine with manliness protruding from every orifice. my PT eric made me do lots of things i did not like. he's also getting to the point where he is making gay sex jokes when i'm on my back.
we get a long well.
either way i was a man and felt like doing man things.
so i started off by finishing today's episode of the view. mind you, i understand that i'm starting off my man night to a rocky start but it was a full day of hot topics with limited commercial interruptions. can you blame me?
i'm stilling feeling like a man, though. testosterone was pouring through my blood stream. who knows what's next - maybe i'll grab a beer and watch porn, hell - maybe even straight porn with little lady labia's and other feminine like body parts.
i'm a man and i can accomplish anything.
then they play this...
and i go from being a man to this...
tears were spilling out expressing a plethora of emotions. at first they were feelings of "oh life is beautiful, praise the beauty of true love" to "why the fuck does that lion get so much happiness and love? huh - what did he ever do? fucking glorified king of prairie pussies."
as usual those those feelings were fleeting. i'm happy that other people have had happiness in their life. really i should quit bitching - my life is pretty good. i have great friends, a decent job and a roommate that i can tolerate (i jest, tyebert) - overall, life's good. i think i equate contentment or familiarity with unhappiness. maybe from the years of moving around i got use to needing to feel something new, something unknown.
i ran across an old blog of a BF - i hope she doesn't mind me reposting it. i don't worry to much considering i know only 3 people read this and they all read hers as well. i know its long but it's well written (if you ignore the vast amount of misspellings and capitalization errors - she claims to have been a journalism major) and somewhat highlights my point. to protect her identity we will from here on out call her JED.
my own original thoughts continue beneath her glorious ramblings
JED has as much as anyone else to complain about but overall was a happy person. but this - this is amazing! the joy, the thrill in her voice. the idea that there is this whole new world out there and it's hers. the world - an oyster - and JED the accidental grain of sand that planted itself in its womb to create the pearl (metaphor for her conception and eventual metamorphosis to the f*ing coolest person ever, maybe?).
i think somewhere down the road i equated happiness with this adrenaline rush of the fear of the unknown. i moved a lot for a period of my life through middle school and high school. did this once disastrous feeling somehow implant itself as a now necessity for normal function? i did, on my own volition, make 4 major moves spanning 3000 miles within the course of 4 years. i am now on the verge of surpassing my longest time in one city since my childhood home of Macon.
is that what's really freaking me out?
is that healthy?
who knows - i think more then anything a change is what i crave, though i don't know if it's what i need. there has to be a reason i feel the need to run, to change everything i know when everything is going - as much as i complain - when everything is going pretty perfect.
evansville - free apartment (above my parents house - i was 18 and it was cool at the time). decent job (TGI Fridays - as was previously referenced above, i was 18) and had great friends. i knew everyone, was friends with everyone and had a royally great time.
orlando - worked at gaylord palms (resort - google it, server - loads of money), great apartment (with a concrete pond and all the fixin's), and all the bars/ gays/ gay bars i could imagine.
boston - school, a job (not my dream but they like me, pay well and work around my life), and the majority of my best friends live within 3 blocks of me.
why when everything goes so great do i need to leave? when something feels so good should you give it up for the chance of something better? or just realize that what you have is pretty grand and feel satisfied?
i know the answer to that. if i had settled years ago i would still be in evansville, which in the grand scheme of things, is a far cry beneath where i am now. nothing against evansville but knowing what makes me happy - evansville can't offer me that.
but with that said - there has to be a point where you have to stop, you have to quit gambling on the chance - if you don't, won't you end up alone with nothing?
oh well - for now i'm in boston. i like it and i like my life. hopefully when the time presents itself for my next change i'll know what to do.
if i don't - well, you just get to listen to bitch that much more.
we get a long well.
either way i was a man and felt like doing man things.
so i started off by finishing today's episode of the view. mind you, i understand that i'm starting off my man night to a rocky start but it was a full day of hot topics with limited commercial interruptions. can you blame me?
i'm stilling feeling like a man, though. testosterone was pouring through my blood stream. who knows what's next - maybe i'll grab a beer and watch porn, hell - maybe even straight porn with little lady labia's and other feminine like body parts.
i'm a man and i can accomplish anything.
then they play this...
and i go from being a man to this...
tears were spilling out expressing a plethora of emotions. at first they were feelings of "oh life is beautiful, praise the beauty of true love" to "why the fuck does that lion get so much happiness and love? huh - what did he ever do? fucking glorified king of prairie pussies."
as usual those those feelings were fleeting. i'm happy that other people have had happiness in their life. really i should quit bitching - my life is pretty good. i have great friends, a decent job and a roommate that i can tolerate (i jest, tyebert) - overall, life's good. i think i equate contentment or familiarity with unhappiness. maybe from the years of moving around i got use to needing to feel something new, something unknown.
i ran across an old blog of a BF - i hope she doesn't mind me reposting it. i don't worry to much considering i know only 3 people read this and they all read hers as well. i know its long but it's well written (if you ignore the vast amount of misspellings and capitalization errors - she claims to have been a journalism major) and somewhat highlights my point. to protect her identity we will from here on out call her JED.
my own original thoughts continue beneath her glorious ramblings
Aug 1, 2005
Fuck Yeah
I am sitting in a cafe in Brighton Center, waiting for my avacado and hummus sandwich, and wondering how I got so goddamn lucky. This place is so amazing. I don't even know where to start. Conveniently, I have done nothing but forget my camera since I've been here, so there are no pictures. But I will try to describe it.
- people in Boston drive like freaking maniacs, but I like it as a pedestrian because cars ALWAYS manage to stop when you jump in front of them, even when there is no possible way they could have seen you, and you can walk across the street whenever you please, regardless of traffic. Also, since EVERYONE drives like a maniac, there's somehow this unity that results in no one ever getting in a wreck.
- Mark (or do you know him better as Prince Charming?) drives a sweet Mustang and has awesome roommates, K and A. They all worked at Disney World together and are the best hosts in the universe. They also have a rad apartment. I am so, so glad they are here, since they have done everything but hold my hand through these past few days. Well, there was some hand-holding, but you know what I mean.
- going out to the bars is kind of an ordeal here because there's plenty of public transit but it stops running pretty early. Add that to $7 mixed drinks that are weeeaaaak and cover charges between $5 and $10 and *poof* you have an ordeal. Then put two of those weak drinks, a tequila shot, the Remix to Ignition, a dance floor, and Jenny together and *poof* you have a fun but somewhat embarassing evening that ends with most of my dinner on the sidewalk in front of a Catholic church. Eeee!! Anyway, I won't be going out to the bars again any time soon, it's just too expensive. But man did I dance the night away.
- walking is so much fun when you have all kinds of shit to look at
- everyone here is super smart. I have had one roommate interview at a house with 12 people in it (I know, right) and I met a guy working on his PHD at MIT in computer science, a guy who thought my science writing was cool because he has a friend from his days at MIT who just invented a flying car but the media can't seem to get the details right, and a slew of other mid-late 20's people with ridiculous jobs/degrees. I don't think I made a very good impression, but whatever. They offered us cheese and crackers.
- Heidi is here. We walked around downtown earlier, stopping in at H&M (can I get a fuck yeah?) and eating (vegetarian) sushi. Then we walked back to Brighton. In flip flops. That is, to the uninitiated, a long walk. Anyway, Heidi is awesome and I'm glad she's here.
- the Public Gardens and Boston Common really ARE as pretty as they are supposed to be. So is the rest of the downtown area. Also, I have seen:
* the place where the Boston massacre took place, which, while in the middle of a busy intersection, is commemorated by some cobblestone left in place
* a really old ship called the Danmark, full of Danish sailors
* Southie
* Fenway (in passing)
* people getting out of their newish cars to panhandle
* a beer list with, literally, like 500 beers on it at one restaurant
* Faneuil Hall (which I don't know how to spell)
* pun upon pun (this cafe is called 'cafe nation')
* 8,000,000 Dunkin Donut'ses (there are ten of these for every Starbucks. Guess where DD originated?)
* Central Square
* the MIddle East, a restaurant/venue where there was a middling hard-core band playing a show at 2pm
* many joggers/bikers/rollerbladers - this is a really active city, it's awesome
- Even though I've met like 300 people (thanks Mark), I have only met 2 who are actually from Boston. Hmm
- I hear that the beef here is nasty and will make you sick. Holla midwest
Work starts Wednesday. I'm fucking nervous. But it will be fine. Of course it will be fine. But I'm nervous. I accidentally packed up the shoes I was going to wear on my first day so I'll have to go buy some more tomorrow. That's okay. It will be my first time navigating around on my own, unless Heidi is around in which case we might go to the beach. The beach!
It's going to sound premature, but this city feels like home. I love the way everything looks, I like the way it smells, I like the way the people look, even though I have yet to see a particularly attractive man, and I'm suddenly less stressed out than I have been in a long. time. even though I'm about to start this whole ridiculously awesome chapter of my life. And I haven't had a nightmare in almost a week.
THanks for all the support, and I'll be around. I'm going to try to find a place asap (although my battery is only good for another 30 minutes) and then I'll be here more often. Until then, adieu. I mean, wicked awesome.
I am sitting in a cafe in Brighton Center, waiting for my avacado and hummus sandwich, and wondering how I got so goddamn lucky. This place is so amazing. I don't even know where to start. Conveniently, I have done nothing but forget my camera since I've been here, so there are no pictures. But I will try to describe it.
- people in Boston drive like freaking maniacs, but I like it as a pedestrian because cars ALWAYS manage to stop when you jump in front of them, even when there is no possible way they could have seen you, and you can walk across the street whenever you please, regardless of traffic. Also, since EVERYONE drives like a maniac, there's somehow this unity that results in no one ever getting in a wreck.
- Mark (or do you know him better as Prince Charming?) drives a sweet Mustang and has awesome roommates, K and A. They all worked at Disney World together and are the best hosts in the universe. They also have a rad apartment. I am so, so glad they are here, since they have done everything but hold my hand through these past few days. Well, there was some hand-holding, but you know what I mean.
- going out to the bars is kind of an ordeal here because there's plenty of public transit but it stops running pretty early. Add that to $7 mixed drinks that are weeeaaaak and cover charges between $5 and $10 and *poof* you have an ordeal. Then put two of those weak drinks, a tequila shot, the Remix to Ignition, a dance floor, and Jenny together and *poof* you have a fun but somewhat embarassing evening that ends with most of my dinner on the sidewalk in front of a Catholic church. Eeee!! Anyway, I won't be going out to the bars again any time soon, it's just too expensive. But man did I dance the night away.
- walking is so much fun when you have all kinds of shit to look at
- everyone here is super smart. I have had one roommate interview at a house with 12 people in it (I know, right) and I met a guy working on his PHD at MIT in computer science, a guy who thought my science writing was cool because he has a friend from his days at MIT who just invented a flying car but the media can't seem to get the details right, and a slew of other mid-late 20's people with ridiculous jobs/degrees. I don't think I made a very good impression, but whatever. They offered us cheese and crackers.
- Heidi is here. We walked around downtown earlier, stopping in at H&M (can I get a fuck yeah?) and eating (vegetarian) sushi. Then we walked back to Brighton. In flip flops. That is, to the uninitiated, a long walk. Anyway, Heidi is awesome and I'm glad she's here.
- the Public Gardens and Boston Common really ARE as pretty as they are supposed to be. So is the rest of the downtown area. Also, I have seen:
* the place where the Boston massacre took place, which, while in the middle of a busy intersection, is commemorated by some cobblestone left in place
* a really old ship called the Danmark, full of Danish sailors
* Southie
* Fenway (in passing)
* people getting out of their newish cars to panhandle
* a beer list with, literally, like 500 beers on it at one restaurant
* Faneuil Hall (which I don't know how to spell)
* pun upon pun (this cafe is called 'cafe nation')
* 8,000,000 Dunkin Donut'ses (there are ten of these for every Starbucks. Guess where DD originated?)
* Central Square
* the MIddle East, a restaurant/venue where there was a middling hard-core band playing a show at 2pm
* many joggers/bikers/rollerbladers - this is a really active city, it's awesome
- Even though I've met like 300 people (thanks Mark), I have only met 2 who are actually from Boston. Hmm
- I hear that the beef here is nasty and will make you sick. Holla midwest
Work starts Wednesday. I'm fucking nervous. But it will be fine. Of course it will be fine. But I'm nervous. I accidentally packed up the shoes I was going to wear on my first day so I'll have to go buy some more tomorrow. That's okay. It will be my first time navigating around on my own, unless Heidi is around in which case we might go to the beach. The beach!
It's going to sound premature, but this city feels like home. I love the way everything looks, I like the way it smells, I like the way the people look, even though I have yet to see a particularly attractive man, and I'm suddenly less stressed out than I have been in a long. time. even though I'm about to start this whole ridiculously awesome chapter of my life. And I haven't had a nightmare in almost a week.
THanks for all the support, and I'll be around. I'm going to try to find a place asap (although my battery is only good for another 30 minutes) and then I'll be here more often. Until then, adieu. I mean, wicked awesome.
JED has as much as anyone else to complain about but overall was a happy person. but this - this is amazing! the joy, the thrill in her voice. the idea that there is this whole new world out there and it's hers. the world - an oyster - and JED the accidental grain of sand that planted itself in its womb to create the pearl (metaphor for her conception and eventual metamorphosis to the f*ing coolest person ever, maybe?).
i think somewhere down the road i equated happiness with this adrenaline rush of the fear of the unknown. i moved a lot for a period of my life through middle school and high school. did this once disastrous feeling somehow implant itself as a now necessity for normal function? i did, on my own volition, make 4 major moves spanning 3000 miles within the course of 4 years. i am now on the verge of surpassing my longest time in one city since my childhood home of Macon.
is that what's really freaking me out?
is that healthy?
who knows - i think more then anything a change is what i crave, though i don't know if it's what i need. there has to be a reason i feel the need to run, to change everything i know when everything is going - as much as i complain - when everything is going pretty perfect.
evansville - free apartment (above my parents house - i was 18 and it was cool at the time). decent job (TGI Fridays - as was previously referenced above, i was 18) and had great friends. i knew everyone, was friends with everyone and had a royally great time.
orlando - worked at gaylord palms (resort - google it, server - loads of money), great apartment (with a concrete pond and all the fixin's), and all the bars/ gays/ gay bars i could imagine.
boston - school, a job (not my dream but they like me, pay well and work around my life), and the majority of my best friends live within 3 blocks of me.
why when everything goes so great do i need to leave? when something feels so good should you give it up for the chance of something better? or just realize that what you have is pretty grand and feel satisfied?
i know the answer to that. if i had settled years ago i would still be in evansville, which in the grand scheme of things, is a far cry beneath where i am now. nothing against evansville but knowing what makes me happy - evansville can't offer me that.
but with that said - there has to be a point where you have to stop, you have to quit gambling on the chance - if you don't, won't you end up alone with nothing?
oh well - for now i'm in boston. i like it and i like my life. hopefully when the time presents itself for my next change i'll know what to do.
if i don't - well, you just get to listen to bitch that much more.
Friday, July 18, 2008
back pain and mickey ears
ouch...
i joined a gym.
i've been active.
i'm in pain.
and this ain't the good "morning-after-a-date" pain but like legit this just motha-f*'in hurts.
but i'll survive.
any who - just wanted to post a new blog i found.
http://jpod523.wordpress.com/
some girl is getting ready to head down to the magical world of disney as an illustrious intern. i thought it might be fun to relive our glory days through her and her blog.
she feels honored to have been accepted and hopes that she can live up to their expectations.
oh poor, sweet girl. they can care less about you. you're just one of the 55,000 thousand disney slaves. that's not even counting the 6,000 brazilians they ship up for christmas.
i still find it odd that they ship up thousands of brazillians to work a few weeks and ship them back as if they are a batch of dole bananas coming from the tropics - "i'll take 3,000 bushels. Hell - throw in some plantains and sake. We'll store them in a very nice housing community and ship them back when they spoil."
i'm still bitter they had washers and dryers.
i joined a gym.
i've been active.
i'm in pain.
and this ain't the good "morning-after-a-date" pain but like legit this just motha-f*'in hurts.
but i'll survive.
any who - just wanted to post a new blog i found.
http://jpod523.wordpress.com/
some girl is getting ready to head down to the magical world of disney as an illustrious intern. i thought it might be fun to relive our glory days through her and her blog.
she feels honored to have been accepted and hopes that she can live up to their expectations.
oh poor, sweet girl. they can care less about you. you're just one of the 55,000 thousand disney slaves. that's not even counting the 6,000 brazilians they ship up for christmas.
i still find it odd that they ship up thousands of brazillians to work a few weeks and ship them back as if they are a batch of dole bananas coming from the tropics - "i'll take 3,000 bushels. Hell - throw in some plantains and sake. We'll store them in a very nice housing community and ship them back when they spoil."
i'm still bitter they had washers and dryers.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
evil crackers and 50 year-old anal beads
i'm currently watching Foxy Brown.
"Pam Grier stars in the blaxploitation classic as a woman who wreaks havoc on the mobsters who killed her boyfriend."
A movie where the heroine is a black and the whites are the evil villains.
I love a good satire.
i jest - its like watching gay porn where a black guy f*'s the white guy - i feel like it's pay back. the only difference though is the white guy might get a pink sock, but at least it doesn't leave a rope mark around their neck.
so i just got off the phone with my mother. apparently my parents are thinking of moving to jacksonville, fl (shout out to celeste's sister) and starting an online sex toy website geared at the homosexual population. i've already signed on to be a product demonstrator at a multitude of events on the east coast.
i won't go into details, as none are set yet, but the conversation did end with me pushing double sided dildo's and anal beads on to middle schoolers.
my mom responded with - "is that how they got you?"
we are a very open family.
if this works i'm supposed to give her a small educational seminar on terminology.
i feel like i should tape that for my blog.
so here is a short pictorial of my life since my last "real" blog -
Pride 2008 - Boston
a little manual
a little oral
a little anal
and finish with a reverse oreo
Drinkapooloza - 2008
getting the pool ready for the party
watching the people enjoy the fruit of my labor
getting the spED's drunk
Night in June - Drinking, Drag Queens, Dancing and near Breeding
Long live thehermies queens
comparing....
Pure sex
Mizery in her glory
finding out that the fudge packer bumps the donuts (see joy on mandy's face)
alcohol setting in
random pictorial
after "party"
pants down
pants off
skirts on
and skirts up
"Pam Grier stars in the blaxploitation classic as a woman who wreaks havoc on the mobsters who killed her boyfriend."
A movie where the heroine is a black and the whites are the evil villains.
I love a good satire.
i jest - its like watching gay porn where a black guy f*'s the white guy - i feel like it's pay back. the only difference though is the white guy might get a pink sock, but at least it doesn't leave a rope mark around their neck.
so i just got off the phone with my mother. apparently my parents are thinking of moving to jacksonville, fl (shout out to celeste's sister) and starting an online sex toy website geared at the homosexual population. i've already signed on to be a product demonstrator at a multitude of events on the east coast.
i won't go into details, as none are set yet, but the conversation did end with me pushing double sided dildo's and anal beads on to middle schoolers.
my mom responded with - "is that how they got you?"
we are a very open family.
if this works i'm supposed to give her a small educational seminar on terminology.
i feel like i should tape that for my blog.
so here is a short pictorial of my life since my last "real" blog -
Pride 2008 - Boston
a little manual
a little oral
a little anal
and finish with a reverse oreo
Drinkapooloza - 2008
getting the pool ready for the party
watching the people enjoy the fruit of my labor
getting the spED's drunk
Night in June - Drinking, Drag Queens, Dancing and near Breeding
Long live the
comparing....
Pure sex
Mizery in her glory
finding out that the fudge packer bumps the donuts (see joy on mandy's face)
alcohol setting in
random pictorial
after "party"
pants down
pants off
skirts on
and skirts up
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