"I think you are really fit/You're fit, but my gosh/ Don't you know it?/"
Current Music- The Streets~ Fit But You Know It
Hello, my little candies.
I have one very important public service announcement for y'all.
NEW WHITE STRIPES ALBUM. JUNE 14!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ON WHICH JACK WHITE WILL PLAY BASS. BASS, GODDARNIT!!! NEEW WHITE STRIPES ALBUM. JUNE 14, 2005!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thus, my life is complete. Sincerely so. I am t-h-r-i-l-l-e-d.
We (meaning me) are currently on location in the Big Proverbial Apple. New York City, that is. 'Orrible wevvah yestewday but today wozz wovahly.
Today was brillo. We (meaning Sophie Allen and i) started out our day the way all days should be started- breakfast from Bruno's Bakery. Numnumnum. Proceeded to get utterly twisted about on the subway, eventually ending up in Astoria, home to Our Destination: The Museum of the Moving Image.
It was fantastic. Truly amazing. We spent a damned good 2 hours ferreting about. I nearly cried, the film star portraits were so beautiful. There was Dorothy Lamour, Hedy Lamarr, Olivia DeHavilland, Miss Monroe, Vincent Price, Errol Flynn; the list goes on and on and on and on. I spent a good 15 minutes looking at photographs. Saw some costumes from Chicago. Also probably the most amazing museum gift shoppe i have ever had the pleasure of browsing. I bought a Lolita and a Metropolis poster. The La Dolce Vita one was calling me, but $30 on posters-'scuse me, $30 i don't HAVE on posters- does not fly.
Went to Sephora, got very glammed up. Fell in love with some- AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA----$45 COVER-UP HAHAHAHAH. I never wear cover-up, but this stuff was superb. I had a few good laughs when i saw the price tag. Quite a few. Moved on to H&M. Bought a very neat cropped sweatshirt, in case any of you care, and lusted after many an item.
I miss people. Where are my Josh and Lizzy and Salazar??? -desperate wistful sigh-
Ah, Shi'ite and Sunni. I must go. Watching Shaun of the Dead for the second time in the past week. Hah. S'wonderful.
Love and peppermint portals,
Cokes
"/There's no stoppin' the cretins from hoppin'/You gotta keep it beatin' for all the hoppin' cretins/..."
Current Music-The Ramones~ Do You Wanna Dance?
Just back from the cinny. 'Robots' was 'orrible. Ouch. I must say, despite the fact that he has taken a fancy to playing his real life self, at moments Robin Williams did make me snicker. Ewan McGregor should kill himself for making that piece of shite. Look at the boy's resume: Trainspotting, the Pillow Book, Velvet Goldmine, Young Adam...Robots...
Anyvar. Tomorrow it's off to New York for a fun filled week of...fun. Some part of me is regretting not taking the week to just relax at home, as it is my last week before i must go back to escuela. But alas, i need to see That Great Metropolis (Trademark pending) again. So i will resign myself to spending too much money that i do not have on records and paying obscene amounts to street vendors for a meager bottle of agua. But you know how those damned Puerto Ricans are.
(Just jesting, by the way.)
Such a loverly day. Joshua, dear boy, ended up in a car accident and with a bit of whiplash. Poor kid... However, he was still able to accompany me for a tour of Chatham. I'm sure that was *thrilling* for him. Anyway, it was quite fun for me. Quite fun indeed...
It has become apparent to me that i should start looking for A Summer Job. First hit was Video Visions; i know that place like the back of my hand and often find myself aiding customers. The only problem with this, however, is that is a tiny place with two cash registers and Steve has sumfin like 6 people working for him, many who have been there *quite* some time. He said that he will keep me in mind, though, as one of them has been looking for a full time job, and that if he were going to hire someone, it would be me. How nice. Next hit is Berkshire Books. I would KILL for an employee discount and John is a sweet guy. But he wasnae there today. So i shall be hitting him up Monday. TSL is also a possibility.
".../i got a dealer in tokyo/i got an agent in rome/i got a rep in paris/shit! i got a gallery in new york!/..."
Current Music- Gang of Four~Ether
Ah, what a surreal weekend. Glorious ending that is mallratting with Joshua.
I AM TEENAGE GIRL, HEAR ME ROAR!
I look like the personification of the San Fernando Valley. A teenage girl in a tiny teeshirt without a bra, snapping pink bubblegum, shaking her charm bracelets, listening to a Communist pop punk group on her shitty tape recorder and dancing like she's going to die. The chipped nasty aqua nailpolish and the headband + hair piled on top of head with a scrunchy add to this. Hah. Yowza.
Lovely dovely day, despite the fact that i had for the greater part of it as much energy and viv as a mollusk. The tiny shreds of wit to which i cling so desperately in order to survive in this world left me too. They're back tho. SHCORE!
Ann Coulter. AHAHAHAHA.
So i mallratted my arse (or lack of it) off with Joshua this afternoon. I didn't exactly buy anything, persay, but i DID find a pair of glasses in the back of Best Buy. It's amazing the sheer happies you can find back there.
I am still totally awed by my dollar store charm bracelet.
God, this week's Rolling Stone really is glorious.
Fuck yes. My life has been validated by all the aforementioned. And Leez. What would i do without a LeezFish? I would be livin' la vida sans LeezFeesh, that's wot.
Salem. Leaving Wed. Hatcha.
"Hehe.................Ohhhh,yees."
Love and a triple tremelo.
".../bright light city gonna set my soul/gonna set my soul on fire/i gotta whole lotta money thats a'ready to burn so get them stakes up higher/..."
Current Music- Dead Kennedys~ Viva Las Vegas
I think today requires an entry. So this afternoon, Liz and i headed in to Chatham. Bought coffee and chocolate (chocolate covered mini s'more fuckthing=yum), so that was, of course, nice.
Then we meandered all the way over to Eckerd. I spent an obscene amount of money. It physically pains me to think about what i might have done with that tenner. Nonetheless its glorious stuff. Bought some pink pixie dust too, which makes me very happy. I wandered around with pink dust on my eyes, lips drenched in pink frosting-gloss blowing pink bubbles with my gum.
I felt innocent for a second. Then of course, i got home and started listening to the Sex Pistoleros' "Bodies". I am a walking contradiction.
One of the day's high points, however, were the utterly tacky charm bracelets Liz and i purchased. They are all gold and fake antique with hearts and locks and cupids and things. And they cost a buck and four bits from Dollar General. But it makes me so happy. I walk around jangling.
The OTHER high point of my day was Rolling Stone.Granted, you will never hear me say such words again; Rolling Stone is still a shitty magazine. This week's edition, however, is amazing. And beautiful. And wonderful. And dreamy. It is a tribute to Hunter S. Thompson, may he rest in peace. Joshua Landes keeps me up on such things and had recommended i pick it up. Fantastic photos, and great essays 'bout the man, including a brilliant one by Johnny Depp. There is a transcript of a letter he sent to Tom Wolfe. Oh, god, it made me giggle. So much, that i am going to throw out an excerpt in your general direction:
"Dear Tom...
You worthless scumsucking bastard! ...you swine! ...in that filthy white suit...laying all kinds of stone gibberish and honky bullshit...while i'm out here in the middle of these goddamn frozen mountains in a death battle with the taxman and nursing cheap wine while my dogs go hungry & my cars explode and a legion of Nazi lawyers makes my life a goddamn Wobbly nightmare..
You decadent pig...You worthless cocksucker... I'm going to do the whole goddamn trip wearing a bright red field marshall's uniform & accompanied by six speedfreak bodyguards bristing with Mace bombs and when i start talking about American writers & the name Tom Wolfe, by god, you are going to wish you were born a fucking iguana!
...you thieving pile of Albino warts. You better settle down you goddamn affairs because your deal is about to go down...You scurvy wop! I'll have your goddamn femurs ground into bone splinters if you ever mention my name again in connection with that horrible "new journalism" shuck you're promoting.
Ah, this greed, this malignancy! Where will it end? What filth weight in your soul has made you sing so low? Dr. Bloor was right! Hyenas are taking over the world! Oh Jesus!! What else can i say? Except to warn you, once again, that the hammer of justice looms, and that your filthy white suit will become a flaming shroud!
Sincerely,
Hunter"
Alright. Wow. I just typed all that. Ouch.
Need to sleep now, as i am off to mallrat it tomorrow with one Dr. Landes.
Stay cool.
"we live in a beautiful world/yeah we do..."
Current Music- Just the annoying sucky noise of me performing fellatio on my lollipop.
La-ti-da
"Yeah, i was talkin' to Peachy Peach about Kissy Kiss..."
"Your bone's got a little machine"
Ah, the bout of Pixies lyrics.
SHCORE.
Today= Cokes' last day of school before spring break. For which she is released until April 4th.
-does a happy dance in her imaginary jackboots & yells "Oi!Oi!Oi!"-
La-ti- daaaaaa, kids, la-ti-daaaa.
Love and a pillow,
Cokes
What is your favorite….?
1. gum: Tasty little Orbits.
2. restaurant: Um. Cafes. Or sushi shoppes
3. food: Sushi. Or these delicious blog-formatted surveys!
4. season: Autumn
5. type of weather: Rainy and warm
6. emotion: The one which only can be described as YEEEEE!!!
7. thing to do on a half day: Dunno.
8. late-night activity: Surfing of the internet.
9. sport: 'Scuse me?
10. store: Fuck me for my cliche sin, but the Sally.
When was the last time you…?
12. cried: An hour ago. Hedwig and the Angry Inch
13. played a sport: fourth grade
14. laughed: I dunno. Maybe fifteen minutes
15. hugged someone: Yesterday. Lizzy.
16. kissed someone:Like, three weeks ago.
17. felt depressed: 6:21 a.m.
18. felt overworked: ...
19. faked sick: A week ago
What was the last….?
21. word you said: "As a fuck son, you suck." I was singing along with the Yeah Yeah Yeahs
22. thing you ate:Little Hershey bite fuckthing
23. song you listened to: The White Stripes cover of China Girl
24. thing you drank: Trendy Chai.
25. place you went to: Chatham. Video Visions for 45 min.
26. movie you saw: Hedwig and the Angry Inch
27. movie you rented: Death Race 2000 and I Shot Andy Warhol
Who was the last person you….?
28. hugged: Liz
29. cried over: Hmmmm...
30. kissed: I will not be divulging that information to the public's prying eyes.
31. danced with: Liz & Thor.
32. shared a secret with: Ehm... I dunno... I have no secrets? Yes? Is that it?
33. had a sleepover with: Liz and Renna
34. called: Well, Liz called me
35. went to a movie with: Myself. Or Alex. I fergit.
36. saw: Mum & Dad
37. were angry with:Dad
38. couldn't take your eyes off of? -acts innocent-
Have you ever….?
40. danced in the rain: Only every time it rains.
41. kissed someone: Sho' have.
42. done drugs: Nah
43. drank alcohol: Yep.
44. partied 'til the sun came up: Define 'party'.
45. had a movie marathon: What kind of a film geek would i be if i did not do such things?
46. gone too far on a dare:Too far?
47. spun until you were immensely dizzy: All the time
48. taken a survey quite like this before: What are you people smoking??? Surveys like these are my *LIFE*! (Liz: "Its the highlight of my l--yearrrrrr..." *looks ashamed*)
My Life….
49. name: Kristin
50. gender: Chick thing (with wings)
51. birthday: October 24
52. relationship status: Define 'relationship'
53. nationality: Welsh and Swedish
54. occupation: Gold digger/wannabe femme fatale/chick thing with wings
For Fun….
55. i'm feeling: Happy!
56. i'm listening to: The White Stripes
57. i'm doing: Good stuff.
58. i'm talking to: Josh and Ian
59. i'm craving: You.
60. i'm thinking of: ...
61. i'm hating: Snow
Love….
62. love is: Slinkster cool and painful. Like psychological S&M
63. my first love: Won't say.
64. my current love: ^^^ See above, lovelies
65. love or lust: Love. I like lust alot too, though.
66. best love song: Iron & Wine's cover of Such Great Heights or the Origin of Love from Hedwig and the Angry Inch
67. is it possible to be in love w/ more than one person at the same time: Of course.
68. when love hurts: It hurts like nothing else.
69. is there such thing as love @ first sight?: What wanker wrote this?? YES.
Opposite Sex…..
70. turn ons: Eyes. Mouth. Pretty accents. Anorexic straight dancer boys like the one on my MySpace
71. turn offs: Too many to mention.
72. do your parent's opinion on your gf/bf matter to you? No, as long as i am allowed to see them.
73. what kinda hairstyle are you into? Ones that do not involve gel making a tiny bit of hair go straight up under the front of a baseball cap. Nick Zinner has the worlds best boy hair.
75. where do you go to meet new people?: I don't meet new people.
76. are you the type of person to holla and ask for numbers? 'Holla'? Did you just ask me if i 'holla'? Jesus creeping god, i am the most 'holla'-ing person on my muthafuckin' block.
Picky Picky….
77. dog or cat: Depends.
78. short or long hair: Both
79. sunshine or rain: rain
80. hugs or kisses: Kisses.
81. summer or winter: Autumn
82. written letters or e-mails: written.
83. playstation or nintendo: Oooh. Hard. I'm more of an arcade girl m'self, though.
84. car or motorcycle: Motorbike. Not motorcycle.
85. house party or club: Club. Not that i have much experience, but still, house parties menace me. Remind me of frat boys.
86. sing or dance: Both.But never with/to show tunes. Unless its Rocky Horror. Or Hedwig.
87. freak or slow dance: Freak? Well, i should fancy slow. My forte, however, is the Charleston.
Lately….
88. how are you today?: AMAZING.
89. what pants are you wearing right now?: My immense Charlie Chaplin-esque red and blue huge, huge, flannel, crotch-at-my-knees, pube-skimming waistline favorite pajama pants.
90. what shirt are you wearing right now? My $4 Gap Kids funny cookie flower stretchy shirt.
91. what does your hair look like at the moment?: Uncooperative.
92. what song are you listening to right now?: Elias Dies~ The Far Side of a Star ;-)
93. how is the weather right now? Freezing, snowy, and clear.
94. who was last person you talked to on the phone?: Liz
95. last dream i can remember?: The same one i have had since i was 3 with the factory and the gears and the flowers and the giant. --shudder--
Wow. I am QBasic. :-D
You are 'programming in QBASIC'. This programming
language (of which the acronym stands for
'Quick Beginners' All-purpose Symbolic
Instruction Code'), which is so primitive that
it cannot easily be used for any purpose
involving the Internet nor even sound, was
current more than a decade ago.
You are independent, in a good way. When something
which you need cannot be found, you make it
yourself. In writing and in talking with
people, you value clarity and precision; your
friends may not realize how important that is.
When necessary, you are prepared to be a
mediator in conflicts between your friends.
You are very rational, and you think of things
in terms of logic and common sense.
Unfortunately, your emotionally unstable
friends may be put off by your devotion to
logic; they may even accuse you of pedantry and
insensitivity. Your problem is that
programming in QBASIC has been obsolete for a
long time.
What obsolete skill are you?
brought to you by Quizilla
"/Well all you ladies gather 'round/That good sweet candy man's in town/..."
Current Music- Mississippi John Hurt~ Candy Man Blues
Ladies and gentlemen, I present you lyrics from 1927, recorded on the OKeh label by Mr. Mississippi John Hurt:
"/Well all you ladies gather 'round/That good sweet candy man's in town/It's the candy man/It's the candy man/He likes a stick of candy just nine inch long/He sells as fast a hog can chew his corn/It's the candy man.../All heard what sister Johnson said/She always takes a candy stick to bed/Don't stand close to the candy man/He'll leave a big candy stick in your hand/He sold some candy to sister Bad/The very next day she took all he had/If you try his candy, /good friend of mine,/you sure will want it for a long long time/His stick candy don't melt away/It just gets better, so the ladies say/"
Yes, that is the candy stick he's talking about. 1927.
So bloody tired. All i can do is bum around and play solitaire, wait for people to return from away, and listen to music.
On a brighter note, I did a report for Dr. Starenko in English on the theme of The Denial of the American Dream in Fear And Loathing In Las Vegas which he said was good. So that pleases me.
Actually, theres a funny story that goes along with that, and Liz has requested that i print it:
So, its Sunday afternoon. I am about to start my English project and start looking for my book, as i am sort of relying on quotations. It is nowhere to be found. I am online talking to Josh and mention this. He offers to lend me his if i can get there. However, his house is as close as my school. So, i say no thanks and assume my book is somewhere at La Escuela, and with that, my mam whisks me off to Hall's. I arrive, she departs, i search about for a bit, and cannae find it. I telephone Lizzle, and begin freaking out. So, after much arguing, bantering, blah blah blah, Josh offering to lend me taxi money, discussing this with the dispatch man at Rainbow taxi, etc. i finally depart. So, i get to Josh's, get the book, borrow some lolly (god bless you, sir). I get back in the taxi, pay the creepy chap, mid-ride realize i still have no money to pay for the way back. Fuckfuckfuck, i say to m'self. So, get to school, dash inside, beg Daigle (my Fizzy prof.) for money, she only has a fifty, which Mr. CreepyAssTaxiDriver doesn't have change for. Bastard. Eventually, Giselle Harrington realizes that she has a twenty, so i use this, return her change and pay her back the next day. Delightful.
By far, the most interesting experience i have ever had when trying to write an English paper. Wasted about an hour and a half at school before i began working. Fuckwit.
So today was the MHS Freshman Class Science Fair. Bollocks. It went alright, actually, considering i managed to bullshit my way through the display board. Worst. Science. Fair. Experience. Ever.
Current Music- Nirvana~Dumb (Unplugged NY)
Bush has told Syria to pull out of Lebanon. Huh.
In other news, the judge in Saddam Hussein's trial was killed. That should be an interesting position to fill...
Would someone please tell Mr. Bush to stop fucking up this country? Because my furrends and i and our Mod Squad are going to have to clean up his mess, goddamn him. Selfish little fuck.
