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Monday, January 25, 2010
i finally figured it out
for the last couple days i've been so confused about what i want. it's like i want sex, like i'm horny, but i don't want it and i'm not horny at the same time. i mean i am, like i think about penises a lot, but when i try to imagine sex with any specific person it's not right. i crave sean's body. i imagine it. but then as soon as i imagine looking into his face then the fantasy is ruined. as soon as i look at his face i think, "that face will never love me." and then i'm not horny anymore. i'm just sad.
Sunday, January 24, 2010
hoegaarden
Hoegaarden beer
prepared answer in case sean or any of his friends wants an explanation:
i'm kind of past the phase in my life where i'm willing to hookup with a guy who doesn't give a fuck about me, just cuz he's really hot. you know, that's how growing up goes.
one of my very first memories, if not my very first. i was two or three. my Nana had just given me a bath and dried me off and all, and i was still naked, and she was still picking out my clothes or whatever--i didn't know about modesty or anything then, i guess three year olds don't--and i remember spreading my legs apart, and pulling the lips apart, and saying,"hey Nana look at that, it looks just like a butterfly! doesn't it?" i just have this vague feeling that i have this vague memory of her not quite sharing my enthusiasm on that discovery.
prepared answer in case sean or any of his friends wants an explanation:
i'm kind of past the phase in my life where i'm willing to hookup with a guy who doesn't give a fuck about me, just cuz he's really hot. you know, that's how growing up goes.
one of my very first memories, if not my very first. i was two or three. my Nana had just given me a bath and dried me off and all, and i was still naked, and she was still picking out my clothes or whatever--i didn't know about modesty or anything then, i guess three year olds don't--and i remember spreading my legs apart, and pulling the lips apart, and saying,"hey Nana look at that, it looks just like a butterfly! doesn't it?" i just have this vague feeling that i have this vague memory of her not quite sharing my enthusiasm on that discovery.
Friday, January 22, 2010
boogies
L.H.: did you know that eric clapton was friends with george harrison?
Phil: i certainly did.
I.E.: "I just did it with him so I wouldn't have to touch his penis. Then he'd pass out and i would go sit on the floor and smoke a cigarette and cry."
mom got this 'let your kid make his own book' kit thing, where there's a blank book and you put your kid's picture and there's a bunch of different kinds of stickers they can pick out and put down, and the kid tells you what to write. So my mom got one for ben. here's what i hear from the other room:
m: 1st. page. ok what do you want to put on this page
b: i like snow
m: i like snow. ok. i like snow. there......ok next page. what do you want to put here?
b: i like boogies
m:'i like boogies'? ha. ok. now really. what do you want to put there? do you really want to put that?
b: yes. i like boogies.
m: no really
(this type of exchange keeps going on for a minute until mom finally writes down 'i like boogies')
m: ok. next page. what do you want to put here?
b: i like to cook.
m: you like to cook. ok. what do you like to cook?
b: boogies.
m: oh, come on. really now. what do you really like to cook? you don't cook boogies.
b: yeah i do
m: ok what else do you like to cook?
b: just boogies. i want you to put boogies.
(this type of struggle/exchange keeps going on until mom finally puts down 'i like to cook boogies')
this was going on while i was in the next room trying to draw something. i didn't really succeed in drawing anything at that time because i was too busy cracking up laughing.
Phil: i certainly did.
I.E.: "I just did it with him so I wouldn't have to touch his penis. Then he'd pass out and i would go sit on the floor and smoke a cigarette and cry."
mom got this 'let your kid make his own book' kit thing, where there's a blank book and you put your kid's picture and there's a bunch of different kinds of stickers they can pick out and put down, and the kid tells you what to write. So my mom got one for ben. here's what i hear from the other room:
m: 1st. page. ok what do you want to put on this page
b: i like snow
m: i like snow. ok. i like snow. there......ok next page. what do you want to put here?
b: i like boogies
m:'i like boogies'? ha. ok. now really. what do you want to put there? do you really want to put that?
b: yes. i like boogies.
m: no really
(this type of exchange keeps going on for a minute until mom finally writes down 'i like boogies')
m: ok. next page. what do you want to put here?
b: i like to cook.
m: you like to cook. ok. what do you like to cook?
b: boogies.
m: oh, come on. really now. what do you really like to cook? you don't cook boogies.
b: yeah i do
m: ok what else do you like to cook?
b: just boogies. i want you to put boogies.
(this type of struggle/exchange keeps going on until mom finally puts down 'i like to cook boogies')
this was going on while i was in the next room trying to draw something. i didn't really succeed in drawing anything at that time because i was too busy cracking up laughing.
Friday, January 15, 2010
stupid sean convos
Sent: Nov 28 12:57am Msg: How ya doin liz
Msg: Ok. How about you? Ive talked and talked and talked about my life i still know next to nothing about yours right now
Msg: Well pretty much I am tired and such.. Have work in the morning. And I am currently eating pizza.. What are you doin
Msg: Liz ard.. Are u in something comfortable
Msg: Triipping slightly. Drunk slightly. Watching "still waiting"
Msg: Ur probably feelin good right now.. I was just watchin that.. Ya alone ?
Msg: No but i could be
Msg: Mmm maybe u should b
Msg: Have u ever done sexual stuff tripping ?
Msg: Mmm a little bit.. Have u liz
Msg: The fibers in the carpet are sexy smiling dancing cartoony girls.......really what was that like....no i havent
Msg: Mmm felt good.. Kinda lose urself in the feelin... Its awesome bein nude while trippin.. Ha that's awesome.
Msg: Ha yea isnt it....far out
Msg: Are you nude now liz
Msg: I just tried calling u
Msg: Sorry. I can't talk right now... Are ya ok tho... Wat ya doin
Msg: This carpet keeps moving. It takes so much longer to type than talk. I keep wondering what your doing thats preventing you from talking. Thats what im
doing
Msg: Lizzz arddd
Msg: Mmm u must b in another world... Must have started touchin urself
Msg: Lizzzz
Msg: I wish I knew what u were up to
Msg: Lil b I t c h
Sent: Nov 28 2:05pm Msg: What? Your the one who wont answer your phone when i call you.
Msg: Yup.... Bc I couldnt.. U do it just to b a bitch... Good work
Msg: How was ur trip. Did u get nude
Msg: Mhmm how was ur man last night
Msg: WHY couldnt u
Msg: No i went to sleep
Msg: U tell me. How were you
Msg: No u didnt... U went to sleep trippin ? I'm not gonna b ur man much longrr if u keep treatin me like this
Msg: Yea....is that not supposed to b possible? I know on acid its not. Treating u like what? Wanting to know y u wont talk to me?
Msg: I couldn't talk bc I was upstairs .. Close to ppls rooms and didn't want to wake them... Why couldn't u answer after that ? Bc u had to throw a hissy fit
Msg: Y couldnt u have just explained that then? Then i would have understood. Then i wouldnt have felt the need to throw a 'hissy fit'
Msg: Bc u didn't fuckin answerrr... Bc u were being all emotional... U had to b o so tough for no reaon... So stop treatin me like that liz
Msg: I said "i keep wondering what your doing thats preventing u from talking" meaning i wanted to know y u couldnt talk, then u didnt answer. U just changed the
subject
Msg: Mhm k liz.. U could have answered me and u didnt.. Not cool.. N u don't even want to make it up to me
Sent: Dec 5 3:51am
Msg: What ya doin
Sent: Dec 5 5:25pm
Msg: Sean, this thing with you and me...it means more to me than it does to you. I can just tell. Thats why i dont think its bound to last. I need to get over
you.
Msg: I mean doing anything other than that would be dangerous. I might let myself fall in love with you...thats a recipe for disaster
Sent: Dec 6 12:52pm Msg: Hi lizzz
Msg: What are you doing today
Msg: I'm comin over
Msg: Oh i'm working
Msg: Til 8
Msg: Mm lizzard. That's no fun babe.. When u start
Msg: 11
Msg: Ya busy boo
Msg: Kinda
Msg: Mmm babe... Have nt seen ya.. Miss u ..
Msg: Your sweet . . . . . . I still have to get over u
Msg: Well can we still hang out...
Msg: I like u
Msg: Lizardd... When u takin ur break
Msg: Yea sure
Msg: 230 to 330 or somethin like that
Msg: Want to play
Msg: Liz baby wats on under ur uniform
Msg: I need to resist you
Msg: Mmm no don't dare lizz.. Wats under
Msg: Part of resisting you is not sharing that information
Msg: Gonna make me find out the hard way ? I just found a video of u rubbin
Msg: I dont know how to answer that
Msg: Which part
Msg: The first part. The second part doesnt seem to need a response
Msg: Mm it was the nine second one... It worked baby... Let's hang out some liz
Msg: You're only sweet to me when i try to push you away. I'm not falling for it anymore. I can't anymore. I need to look out for myself.
Msg: Lizz... Let me see u
Msg: No
Sent: Dec 8 3:58am Msg: Hi liz
Msg: Hi sean
Msg: What ya up to late night friend
Msg: Just finished getting ready for bed late night friend
Msg: Ha ha ur cute. Wat were u doin to get ready
Msg: Brushing teeth & taking meds
Msg: Do u change for bed liz
Msg: Yes
Msg: O.. Into wat liz
Msg: Lizard baby can we have fun one more time
Msg: Mmm lizz
Sent: Dec 13 2:58am Msg: Hi ho
Msg: Hey
Msg: Wat ya up to
Msg: About to clean the rats' cage. What u doin
Msg: Just hangin out at my friends.. Ur up late.. Cleanin a cage huh ? What ya in
Msg: What m i in? Pj pants & t shirt
Msg: Thats cute. Whats under liz
Msg: Mind your own business
Msg: Lizard.. May i come over
Msg: Depends on what u wanna do over here
Msg: Well... Whats allowed mommy
Msg: Um nothing sexual can go on
Msg: A little touchin.. Massage ?
Msg: I said i have to get over u remember?
Msg: Babe y tho. We enjoy each other
Msg: It means more to me than it does to you
Msg: Ya but before it was the opposite
Msg: When?
Msg: When u turned me down for the other dude
Msg: Look the fact is you'll never love me and i'll never be able to stop myself from wanting love
Msg: Lizzz
Msg: What
Msg: Make passinate love
Msg: Let me see u
Msg: What? Who's making passionate love?
Msg: Im not stopping u from seeing me
Msg: We should. Baby let me see u bein sexy
Msg: Baby i miss u
Msg: It's always going to feel like there's something lacking. Something missing. And lately i dont think i'm into guys anymore
Msg: ... Girls ?
Msg: No. I'm not into anyone. I'm into being alone and finding some peace.
Msg: Ur great
Sent: Dec 13 7:12am Msg: Lizard doll
(((Msg: and then he called me on the phone when i was already in bed. I answered half asleep. The phonecall didnt last long. It was a bad connection and we
just hung up. For the rest of this text convo i was still half asleep and at that point i was just
sick of arguing and was about to give in and just let him come over)))
Msg: Could u hear me
Msg: Yea but barely...and some kind of buzzing
Msg: Can u go online n chat with me babes
Msg: Maybe we can go on cam
Msg: My comp doesnt have a cam
Msg: Y dont u just come over
Msg: ... U can watch me if u would like
Msg: Mm may i.. ? U can watch me on cam if u like...
Msg: I'd rather if u just came over...i dunno if that'll even work
Msg: I cant right now babe. Im home.. Just go online n try.. Lets play tom