the misadventures of las mamacitas

   
             
             
       
   
             
             
 

the misadventures of las mamacitas

 
             

   
 
 

Friday, April 16, 2004

 
is the blog broken i test now.


Wednesday, April 14, 2004

 
today lml's drawing professor almost lit his chemical soaked lab coat on fire. and drew apparently once tried to make a paintbrush out of his own hair. that's so emo. sick. too bad it didn't work, and he's not emo so much as "omish hippy" accordin to smitty. that rhymes. fun. have had modest mouse's "float on" in my head all day, reminiscing about a drunken dance party. and if you care to know the best track on readmusic/speakspanish by desaparecidos it is track 2, manana. have listened to it on repeat quite a few times in the past week. as for me, myself and i, we don't stand anywhere, as there is nowhere to stand and we belong to noone.

 
one last thing before lml finishes her paper and retires to the cold cold abyss that is her basement room:
not that i'm complaining, but why the hell am i so skinny all the sudden? i do not exercise. i eat ice cream almost everyday. seriously this is the least i've weighed in a long time. i do not have an eating disorder. in fact i feel i eat too much sometimes. now that i am looking super hot there is no one to look hot for. too bad adrienne isn't here. argh.


Tuesday, April 13, 2004

 
isn't it sad that lml is having a dilemma over whether or not she should waste a cadbury cream egg by mixing it into her ice cream at work tonight. would it be good? should there be rasberries? what kind of ice cream would one put a cadbury cream egg in? (it is the chocolate filled kind) help if you read this before 7.


Monday, April 12, 2004

 
ahh!! there is a real person called kurt wild (minus the e) he is however, a potter, older, and not as hot as ewan so um therefore nothing to say. look at some pots then eh? i still need to buy that movie, desperately.

 
does anybody want to take me home? -obviously, the answer is no.

damnit i really wanted to rock tonight. definitely missing people right now. funny how the most earth shattering year of your life can also be the best. even though i got pulled apart at the seams, there were good times too. lots of them. and you hear that song or get a whiff of a smell that reminds you of someone, and you're back embracing a happy memory. but that's all it is, a memory. and life isn't what it used to be, and never will be again. and you're on a road to nowhere. if only you could see how precious time is when you're actually living in it. the aftershock doesn't kick in fast enough.



 
ashes to ashes, funk to funky, we know major thom's a junkie......

countdown to bowie:13 days

rock it bitches, rock it hard.


Sunday, April 11, 2004

 
gettin crazy with the cheese whiz....

beck, i love you.

i'm really done now.


 
so somehow lml gets to write a four page paper on...nothing. seriously nothing. write a paper about this artist i give you, la la la, nobody has written anything about him ever! lots and lots of pictures everywhere, but no one even bothers to tell you where he was born and or if he's dead. don't think he is cause he has a show in may. that's all i got. seriously. i'm gonna go cry now as it is due tomorrow. happy easter my heiny. ha

 
oh yeah, happy easter

 
la mamacita pequena:
know what's funny? apparently i already saw the stills. with interpol. they were good, but not very lively at the time. i need to stop going to so many shows.
did i (lmp) tell you (brady) that i had a "date" friday night? there's some stories to tell you there, so maybe i shall call you tonight, or later on today.
i'm excited to see what's in the mail. it better not be a "dear john" letter. if it is, i will kill you (brady). i don't like to be broken up with, expecially through the postal services.
 

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