the misadventures of las mamacitas

   
             
             
       
   
             
             
 

the misadventures of las mamacitas

 
             

   
 
 

Friday, December 10, 2004

 
what is that smell? i wonder as i change clothes in my mom's closet. she says "i don't smell anything." but it lingers and suddenly i realize it is me, or rather my shoes and/or feet. it smells as though someone has vomited upon them. perhaps i should consider showering more than every three days.disgusting. but there's much more time for cleanliness after tomorrow. it won't hit me til i'm sitting there in my ugly navy blue robe. gick.


Tuesday, December 07, 2004

 
is it rotted and covered with gook??

of course it is love, anything for you. sometimes i watch the nightmare before christmas when i should be doing more important things. four days left. four days left until sanity.


Sunday, December 05, 2004

 
conversation with boy i'm not allowed to like.....
ht:"so how'd your photo thing turn out?"
me: "oh good, we had to set a bunch of slides to music."
ht: "was it unntz unntz unnntz kind of music?"
me: "ha, no but i was originally going to use !!!"
ht: "i like them. it's like the best name ever. i only heard one song tho."
me: "oh, they're awesome! i saw them a couple months ago and it was a complete dance party the whole time."
ht: "i love dance party bands....like string cheese."

here in my gag reflex gave in and i must have pulled some kind of face.

ht: "what do you not like them, or have you just not heard them?"
me: "BOTH."

sorry pal, i don't care how nice and cute you are. no dice. and no god damned string cheese.

superficial music snobbery. i am what i am and that's all that i am.

 

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