Month: February 2002

pink and red

last night i was supposed to do a cut over for a customer at 4am EST, which thankfully never happened.
but thanks to the part i was supposed to do the cut, i took today off for a ‘personal’ day because i felt like i was on the verge of killing people. good thing too.
so i went to ikea and blew 400 on stuff for the house (including a kandinsky print for paul).
i’ve retired the powerpuff bathroom gear and now my bathroom is bright as fuck. i also bought new duvet cover in red and pink and bought brand new pink sheets. paul said he wanted to spooge all over the sheets just so i could get rid of him. i’ll take pictures tomorrow, because it really is bright.
we also rented ‘best in show’ which was supposed to be funny, but it’s only saving grace was that it had parker posey in it. i do realise that it’s a parody but, it really isn’t all that funny.
now i get to go brush my teeth with my sonic toothbrush.
for a friday night, i’m living large!
lisa

hell

what subjects that you are in hell:
http://www.mtv.com/onair/osbournes/
or
nlog
why i need to read my e-mail more often
from a laurell k. hamilton e-mail that was sent from her publisher:

Would you like to read A CARESS OF TWILIGHT before it’s published & tell
us what you think?
If you answered Yes, send an e-mail message to delrey@randomhouse.com
with the subject “CARESS-review request.” Include your snail-mail
address. We will choose twenty readers randomly from all the requests we
receive. The deadline to request an advance reader’s edition is midnight
on February 19; books will be sent out immediately thereafter. Reviews
are due back to us by March 19.

and I read it today, the 20th.
the gods hate me, I know this to be true!
CopyCats
So I post the random teen blog generator at 12:03pm and then check my friends list later on to notate that they have now started putting it in their LJ.
damn people, get your own schtick! this is all mine.
I love you all still.

five year plan

i wish there was a way to transfer the entries from my head to my computer without me having to actually type it, because you know, my life would be so much more easier that way. I could sit there and dictate my entries (like i do, in my head) and you know, life would be so much more fun. well easier for me anyways.

high and dry

i used to think creating the titles of my entries were the hardest part of writing and now I’m thinking it’s more like the actual intro.
it is hard, you know, to write something and get dialog going within your head and then putting it out on paper (which actually is just bits and bytes since I’m doing this via keyboard and a text editor, and what not).
i honestly don’t know what’s wrong with me and i don’t have sarcastic repartee in my head that gets me going.
i don’t know what’s wrong.
i wish i had the magic eight-ball to shake and say ‘what the hell is wrong with me?!?!’ and get an answer, but life doesn’t’ work out that way and i can’t say that i blame it.
i used to get so wrapped in fantasy from reading books/movies that i used to half think my life was a sitcom where everything got neatly wrapped up in 30 minutes or at the end of the last chapter and that what i was experiencing was merely the epilogue.
and in the interim, I’m on 900mg of lithium, 100mg of Serzone, 200mg of wellabutrin plus i have some anti-psychotic drugs that I’m supposed to use whenever i get angry. Woah, i realised part of today’s issue is that i went down on my Serzone! woo!). But the drugs isn’t the issue, it’s ‘deep seated issues’ i have and why I’m so fucking angry. But here is another thing, I’ve had these ‘deep seated issues’ for forever and a day, and i always felt okay with myself — even if it was ‘deep rooted’, but it was my deep-rooted-ness and i could deal with that, because i still had a personality and it was mine.