she wants revenge

is an awful band. awful awful awful.

however, i was talking about myself. some friends of the signifigant other called friday night in the middle of the night, drunker than anything i've ever heard (on an answering machine) and woke me up twice. to be fair, one of them is a lightweight. he probably also made the beer. nonetheless, my beauty sleep was most rudely interrupted (if you want the gist of the call, email me) not once but twice! fuckers. and now i plot their deaths. or at least some sort of fun to have at their expense. expenses?

oh hell. the nature of the first call was to mock him with the personal situation he recently extricated himself from, and the second was to mock him with some other woman's name. at any rate, no one wants to hear some sex litany when it doesn't involve themself, no? and the SO slept through the whole thing. he can sleep through his air-raid siren alarm clock several times a day in rapid succession, but not myself. so while i find the content of the call in poor taste, not offensive, i'm really pissed about having to wake up to these drunken harpies and their laughter.

shit's on.

so here are a few thoughts:

a match.com entry for one or potentially both of them, seeking a third

some flyers posted about town for a live-version brokeback festival

putting one of their cars in the paper for an unreasonably low price, with his cell number attached

what else? you people are sick twisted fuckers and i know this will be right up your respective alleys. moreover, i fully intend to photograph some sort of fallout, so there's that.

fun for all!

(don't call after 2am unless you're dying or bringing over the drugs)

sorry

i hadda do my taxes.

shave my legs.

been busy.

steely dan is going back on tour this year, and they're starting in the midwest. no one is as excited about this as me. except maybe joe. he's not come down from the ceiling yet.

i ran into one of those jesus-people who declared that had i more faith, i wouldn't have any other "conditions" or "disorders". i almost, *almost* punched her. her! right in the ovaries. these people make me so angry i'm almost without words. i'll post a running stream of terrible vulgarity and blasphemy later.

it's not that i have anything against jesus. he and my bro are like this (crosses fingers)..and it's not that i think he couldn't heal me or anyone else if he were so inclined. it's just that he doesn't. i see an awful lot of people, pious people, with the sniffles every spring. i could go on, and potentially piss a lot of people off, but i'll not. point is, faith healers of any persuasion are generally seen as quacks *for a reason*.

i won't pretend that crazy is catching if you won't pretend to be so goddamn holy, okay? 'kay.

a glorious new meme

Once again, Brooke saves me from content. Thank you, B.

Pick a band or an artist, and respond to the following using only song titles.



Musician/Band: Steely Dan/Donald Fagen/Walter Becker

Are you male or female? Negative Girl

Describe yourself. Reelin’ In The Years

How do some people feel about you? Only A Fool Would Say That

How do you feel about yourself? Don’t Take Me Alive

Describe your ex: This Moody Bastard

Describe your current significant other: Do It Again

Describe where you want to be: Any World That I’m Welcome To

Describe how you live: Night By Night

Describe how you love: Almost Gothic

What would you ask for if you had just one wish? Your Gold Teeth

Share a few words of wisdom: Any Major Dude Will Tell You

Now say goodbye: Everything Must Go