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Sep. 17th, 2006 | 12:21 am

I am drunk, durk, drunk, drunk, drunk.

Today would have been Carl adn mine 6th year anniversary.

Fjuck you all.

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Aug. 21st, 2006 | 05:49 pm

I am Liberace. Love it, bitches.

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Aug. 2nd, 2006 | 06:20 am

'What will your obituary say?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Awesomely accurate, I feel.

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Jul. 8th, 2006 | 11:30 am

(Click here to post your own answers for this meme.)

I miss somebody right now. × I don't watch much TV these days. I own lots of books.
I wear glasses or contact lenses. I love to play video games. × I've tried marijuana.
I've watched porn movies. × I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship. × I believe honesty is usually the best policy.
I curse sometimes. I have changed a lot mentally over the last year. × I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.
it goes on...Collapse )

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Good news

Jun. 21st, 2006 | 09:09 pm

Randomness--and not in the meaty part of my recent writing quite yet--but I think I may have an idea about where I'm going for graduate school. Emerson College actually has an amazing program, a degree in both Publishing AND Writing, which also has some kind of specializtion in teaching writing in college. So basically, I'm amazingly pumped. The obvious problem, however, is that it's in Boston, which I have sworn always to hate and never live there. I don't really think I'm up to commuting to Boston everyday from NY, so I guess that's going to have to change sometime soon. But still--good news basically!

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David Bowie-Be My Wife

Jun. 3rd, 2006 | 01:58 pm

25 jpgs from the David Bowie music video "Be My Wife."

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Mar. 25th, 2006 | 10:18 am

So yeah, had the best dream last night. It was kind of like I was back at high school, but it was really more like a boarding school/hostel deal. Anyway, all the people from the Swedish Program were there and I was hanging out with Hailey. She mentioned that Warren Ellis, who was staying in her room, was completly drunk out of his mind. Apparently, I knew Warren was there but I didn't have the balls to go up to him yet, so I decided to take this opportunity. I go into her room and am hit pretty damn hard by the stench of vomit. I try to get him to come around and things happen (glossing because I can't really remember) and the next thing you know I'm topless, he's scratched my right breast up pretty well, and now he's trying to light a match off of me.

Also, his roomie is known other than T.J. Newton, who finally wakes up after Warren's hundreth attempt to smoke off my body. Warren warns me that Newton doesn't like brunette women for some reason but seeing as I've seen The Man Who Fell to Earth like three times recently, I know why and I know what to do. I'm holding him and giving his hair little kisses, and it is amazingly beautiful. I guess it's around then that Warren decides he's going to shack up with me. Which is all going swell until Carl, who was apparently Carl Kent and ergo Superman, finds out about it and gets pissed and Warren gets scared.

I just thought it was interesting because in the dream I was completly drawn to the helpless, hopeless cases who needed me, as opposed to Carl who was SUPERMAN for Chrissake, and therefore didn't really need anyone. Also, Newton is friggin goregous--see icon.

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if you'd come 'round our place

Mar. 5th, 2006 | 02:14 pm

So yeah... this past week I had a break from classes here in Sweden and Carl and I went on a boat cruise to Turku in Finland. It was a different boat company than the booze cruise so a lot more respectable than the trip I went on with the Swedish Program peeps to Estonia.

Sadly, though, before I went on the trip with Carl I watched the Man who Fell to Earth for the first time. And sadly, because I am a wierdo, it nearly ruined my whole week because since then I've been all like WOEANGSTPOUT whenever I think about the movie. And I can't really figure out why. This is much like when I started hysterically bawling at the end of Unbreakable when Samuel L. Jackson says, "They called me Mr. Glass," except that I got over that muuuuuch faster. I have no clue why the god damn movie made me that upset. The only thing I can think of is my neverending, undying love for Bowie, and seeing him all torn apart and pathetic made my heart hurt. That or I wanted to be all torn apart and pathetic with him (becaues he is Bowie and is therefore dripping of the sexiness). OR Carl really does look too much like Bowie, and I look an awful lot like his girlfriend in the movie, and nothing good came out of that relationship. I keep trying to talk about it with Carl, but he saw it when he was younger and is convinced that it's the stupidest movie in the world. So he's not very sympathetic. Or this whole thing could just be because I'm PMSing which, if that's the case, sucks mucho.

Despite me being waaaaaaay too sensitive, I had a great little trip with the Carl. I think I love boats and want to live on them forever. The last night we got a suite which was AWESOME. It had a BATH. This is amazing, because in our apartment we don't have a bath, so I hadn't taken one in way too long. And there was a SAUNA. Oh my god. Fucking amazing. Carl and I had the best time, and that's all I'll say, though I am tempted to go on and on about it forever with many details people would not wanna hear.

I'm going to go and pretend to have never seen the Man who Fell to Earth now. Ta.

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Just wanted to say...

Feb. 6th, 2006 | 11:32 pm
mood: cheerfulcheerful
music: Nowhere Again by The Secret Machines

that I am deliriously happy. It's awesome. And amazing. And I'm not even quite sure why I'm this happy.

One reason definitely has to be people. I haven't felt this comfortable and at ease with a group of people since like the third year of high school. I went to this big Foo Fighters concert with Katie, Vanessa and Paxton on Saturday and it was amazing--not necesarily because I love the Foo Fighters (because I'm not the biggest fan) but because they're all such cool people and it was just a great experience. It sounds wrong but I LIKE doing things without Carl. I like being the vaguely ignorant American whose finding things out for herself. Sometimes when Carl is around, I feel like I'm cheating because I can just say nothing and he'll take care of everything. But it's very nice to try to take care of things myself. We actually had craptastic seats--nosebleed and practically behind the stage--because we booked the tickets the night before. But as we're sitting there and waiting for the first opening act to start, some security people come up and ask if we went to go down to the floor. YES PLEASE. We actually ended up like three feet from the stage at one point (while the second opening act, which I really liked, was on) but then Vanessa had to go out to get Paxton and the security wouldn't let them into the closet standing area so I went back to stand with them. I made some efforts to mosh but I decided on just bobbing up and down because my feet were already killing me. These two guys next to me were totally out of their heads, which was annoying, but they left me alone so that's cool. After the concert, I had to wait at T-Centralen for upwards of half an hour for my train and got to witness various interesting aspects of Stockholm night life (puking, drug deals, flashing).

Today was Sami (or is it Same?) National Day, the Samis being pretty much the Native American equivalent in Sweden. There was some kind of event being held at Skansen, which is a living museum and zoo and is close to my apartment, so I decided to go and meet up with some people. A bit disappointing! There was no real events but a lecture in Swedish. But I did get to eat some reindeer (delicious!) and lasso another reindeer (it was stuffed) so I can't complain. I did miss the last bus to my place by two minutes so I decided to walk. It was so beautiful--snow everyone and Djurgarden is ecspecially beautiful because it's mostly parks. I was so disappointed that my camera wasn't working; I would have loved to snap some shots of Grona Lund, the amusement park here, which looked so creepy and beautiful completly empty and covered in snow.

So basically, I am relentlessly happy here in Stockholm. The only thing upsetting me is my independent study, which is because I feel guilty because I haven't done enough with it yet. I know that when I really sit down and get started (on Wednesday?) I'll feel better.

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Jan. 18th, 2006 | 12:08 am

So the laptop is back! Yay! And with a brand new screen. Very good. All and all, it was actually quite a busy day today. I went to the University (all by myself) to pick up my welcome package, and I meant one other student--Jeremy from Long Island! God, of all the students from all the different locations... he seemed nice, but nervous, and geeky, so I instantly felt much more confident about the whole thing. I got my cell phone and my monthly transport pass, so I'm in business. I'm going to dinner tomorrow with the apartment people, so I'm actually excited about it. I was nervous as all hell this morning about the whole thing, but it went well so not so nervous anymore. Yay.

Oh, and sadly, not much to report on the absinthe front. I had some, but I was already rather inebriated from some Long Island ice teas, so I'm not quite sure what the difference was. I'll have to expirement sometime soon.

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