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Shining King of the World
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| The Frankness of Drug Addicts terrifies me. |
[Apr. 10th, 2009|04:24 pm] |
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Utee. That's this lady's name. I hope everything goes good for her and she finds herself a family. I feel so drained, UF still hasn't sent me a reply. I've been visiting this hospital way too fucking much. I need to brush up on some classic literature. I need to find myself a fulcrum. And maybe some emotionally stability, but only if I can keep being fun. |
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| Honestly though |
[Mar. 29th, 2009|05:16 pm] |
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Is Paris Hilton going around masquerading as a black singer named Keri Hilson? |
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| I hate hospitals and alot of other stuff. |
[Mar. 28th, 2009|03:47 pm] |
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I love the rambunctiousness of young children. But seriously, why do people just let their kids run amok. We're in a goddamn hospital, you little shits. My moods have been in flux. I need a bubble where sound and light cannot penetrate. |
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| Hey, water doesn't grow on trees. |
[Mar. 3rd, 2009|06:42 pm] |
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Stupidity must be part of the human condition. I know I'm very badly informed about current events so I'm not sure how much of a surprise this is going to be for the rest of you. Apparently, Florida gives its precious springwater from our various natural springs to bottled water companies. FOR FREE. What the hell? When did it become ok for a private company to just get free raw materials. Fuck that. How are people so stupid. If this was water for charity or something like that, then hell yeah. But you are just going to let a private business just slurp up that water, that precious water, for free and then just let them turn right around and sell it back to community. And they are just beginning to think about charging them for it. As citizens of the United States, all these resources belong to us. Every fucking drop. So either, they get taxed the fuck up like we do with our other resources, they go and buy a fucking spring from the government, or everyone in Florida gets free bottled water forever. Sometimes people are so dumb. And I'm sure it's not just stupidity. I'm sure there is someone in charge of florida's natural resources who has a heavy wallet. And it's people like me who are also to blame, for not knowing shit like this was going on. I think I'm going to become a vigilante. |
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| BHO is POTUS |
[Jan. 20th, 2009|03:08 pm] |
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History folks, history is pouring down from the skies, pouring up from the ground, and pouring all around. Barack Hussein Obama is now the President of the United States of America. What a relief. I know it's the first day, but I feel like change is coming. Momma's coming. After the Bush Administration, I'd take a literate cat for President if it came right down to it. What a horrible administration. Just our luck, when the US is actually facing some very hard decisions, we get a degenerate simpleton as a President. A degenerate Texan simpleton, which is saying something. And bad decision after bad decision later, here we are. Not quite in ruins, but there's still some ash in my eyes and the world hates us. I mean c'mon, a war on TERROR? That's like having a war on nightmares. It's just not feasible. With things like terrorist, especially immense numbers of them which are not necessarily all connected, you really can't do much except tighten security and attack ideas with ideas. You DO NOT attack ideas with bombs. All that's done is made the terrorists stronger, more numerous. How easy will it be to raise a new generation of suicide bombers when you have a shitload of emotionally traumatized children with a shitload of dead relatives, many who died in front of them? Real fucking easy. Just point at the missile that immolated their home. It has US literally spelled all over it. And there you go. It's much easier to believe that America is this evil place and it's populated by these godless amoral people when their military has demolished your country. These terrorists are martyrs to many. So how is continuing this pattern going to win this war? Are we waiting until we run out of terrorists? Who the hell would run a nation like that. If anything, I think Obama is going to do a great job because he has the eyes of the world watching his every move and decision. He's probably going to do everything in his power to keep from making a dumbfuck move. I wasn't really feeling how the guy who announced Obama kept making references to how Obama was black. It's like yeah we know he's black and we know he's the first black president and we know how important that is, but do we really need it in the introduction? I just think that's the type of stuff you write about in essays, not for introducing the new president on his inauguration. I also loved how Obama stammered a little bit when he was taking his oath. He must've been nervous and distracted. It's so like peachy keen normal, that if I doubted Obama's intergrity, I'd think it was staged. He's like a regular guy forgetting his lines during a play. But his speech was awesome possum. I loved how affirmative the vocabulary of it was. Plus, Obama has a very crisp lexicon. Either way, hurray! |
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| (no subject) |
[Jan. 18th, 2009|10:30 pm] |
I just had a great time in Gainesville. Here are some quotes, Montano style.
Lauren: This Long Island Iced Tea is DELICIOUS! And it's full of liquor, I saw him pour it up to here!
Lauren: I've got another fish question!
Me: Snow Lee Oh Pard
I'll edit in some more later. I can't really remember any right now. |
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[Jan. 13th, 2009|07:13 pm] |
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I just fell in love with 30 Rock. How have I been so blind for so long? |
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| I'm a Fattie at heart |
[Jan. 12th, 2009|04:32 pm] |
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I just had a chicken pot pie. And I'm very excited about the ox tails that are cooking. I've decided I want a ceramic casserole dish for Gainesville. |
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| Enuff alreddy |
[Dec. 30th, 2008|11:36 am] |
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I'm really starting to hate those fucking animated BP gas commercials. The one where they introduce a character that runs a small business. And then tell you that BP causes the business to go belly up. Then they try to tell you that the character later achieves their dreams and thanks BP. Fuck that. I would never thank the heartless corporation that destroyed my small business. And you know they aren't mentioning the ones that slip through the cracks, the ones who have to sell their bodies for money or shelter, the ones who committed suicide, the ones who's lives were destroyed. And the jobs they take after are usually implausible. Like one guy becomes a rockstar. Are you fucking kidding me?!?! I can practically hear the voice: "Don't worry, he didn't really want to be a mechanic. Look, now he's a rockstar. Put your minds at ease, America." I know these aren't real characters, but who the fuck thought this was good advertising. Suck it BP. And another thing. I'm really starting to hate when people say effin instead of fucking. Man, do I hate it! If you don't have the balls to use real cuss words, then get out of the game. It's usually girls too, I'm guessing since they think effin sounds cutesy. Like a mixture of beffie and muffin, two words they love. |
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| Soooooo |
[Dec. 23rd, 2008|10:30 pm] |
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Should I let my beard grow out for the upcoming year? I just shaved it right now and I love the feeling of being cleanshaven, but I wonder if I could pull off the bearded intellectual look. How bout it? My little scavengers, you all saw me last night, your thoughts? |
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| Rabbit Punch digs up the Mountain |
[Dec. 14th, 2008|11:53 pm] |
You go through life and you fill it with all the little things you treasure. The tiny trinkets of imagination and feeling that no one knows and probably never will. Things I really enjoy but no one knows about:
1. Those tiny light purple flowers that grow in the grass. I love them. I bet heaven is filled with fields of them.
2. Gristle. Yeah gross, I know but I can't help. It's so flavorful!
3. Dogs that smile. Hence my love of the spaniel, the best smiler in the world.
3. Dogs in clothes. I don't know why but I find this irresistible. And if they are smiling at the same time, I probably shit myself.
4. People who are nice because it is their nature. I love that. When people just do nice things because it comes naturally, not out any feeling of propriety or self-interest.
5. People who remind me of mice. And by that I mean very quiet, painfully shy people. Something about people like that makes me want to protect them.
6. When you wake up very early and think you have something to do and realize you don't and just like back and bask in the glory of it all.
7. Twilight. The time of day, not that pulp vampire garbage. I love how the sky is all a swirl of dusty cools and warms, light purple mixed in with red and rose madder and pink, dusky blues. I would like to find a planet where it is always twilight and find a good tree and just sit there.
8. The wind. When I was little I used to think I could talk to it. I love how it all just whorls around you.
9. The words whorl, snout, spiral, alma, corazon, mercy, messiah, dusk, and indigo.
10. The color blue in all it's shades, with special attention to dusty, dusky blues and royal blue.
11. Saying I'm a twin. If people could watch me, they would applaud the ingenuity I use in working it in my daily conversations.
12. Making friends. I love meeting new people who enjoy me. I always feel like friends start to take me for granted, so it's nice to feel appreciated by people who really have no reason to appreciate me.
13. Being told I'm good-looking. I know everyone likes being told they are attractive but people rarely say things like that to me.
14. Scumbags. I don't know why but I love scumbags. Well not when they screw me over. But I love scumbags when they know they are scumbags and love it. Like Deschamps or Danny Mejia.
15. Sparrows. Especially chubby ones. If only I could get them to trust me...
16. People with strange mannerisms and hilarious sounds.
17. The smell of old books.
18. When a room is visibly thick with incense smoke.
19. When Lola gets frisky and wants to play. It usually starts when I'm walking or running and she starts running behind me, biting and tugging of shorts/pants. Then she just starts attacking me. It's really adorable.
20. Big 70's style frames.
21. Coffee ice cream. |
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| The Inevitable |
[Dec. 4th, 2008|01:44 pm] |
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Ceci was crying the other day and runs into Dax's room. Apparently she had just caught wind of her own mortality and was losing it. " But I DONT want to die!" It was so fucking adorable. Of course no one wants to die. I think it's pretty funny and also kind of messed up they way we address the subject of death towards children. Children usually learn about death from experience, you know something like "My dog Chipper got run over when I was 5, I was very sad, and that's how I learned about death.". I wonder if people ever just tell kids that they die. Like without giving them the whole yougotoheaven spiel. People tend to sugarcoat it. I plan on letting my kids know. That without a doubt, one day, each of them will be dead. Get that out in the open. Hopefully they don't develop some morbid fascination. I also plan to teach them morality without any selfish motives. And let me clarify that. I always feel that the way so many religions focus on doing good deeds in order to gain salvation is wrong. Good deeds aren't wrong, doing them because you are scared of hell is. People should be good people because we all intrinsically wish to do good things. Everyone can glorify in goodness. People, for the most part, inherently love other people and want to do them good. Or atleast not see them suffer. But let's leave all this behind children, and speak of more frabjous things. I love frabjous. Calloo! Callay! What a frabjous day. I love Jabberwocky. I've realized so many things that my head is still reeling. I wonder if I'm a pack rat because I'm a sentimentalist, hoarding junk because of the emotions tied to them. Or am I a sentimentalist because I'm a pack rat. hoarding emotions because of the junk tied to them. Does anyone ever feel dissatisfied with their friends, or is just me? This question is just to preface my upcoming rant. I feel that sometimes I get way too involved in the minute details of my friends lives and emotional wellbeing. These kids drain me! I have no time left to pick up the falling pieces of my own soul, with arms laden at they are. I love my friends and I know most of them love me back just as equally. But. I think its a good thing I'll pretty much be alone in gainesville. And by that I mean most of my time will at first be spent working, taking care of Lola and making sure she is acclimating, hanging out/stalking Xavier, and long nights walking to the Devil's Millhopper. Maybe I'm just too dramatic. I like to say I have a certain romance to my nature. Does anyone know of anyone who is going to be looking for a roommate come March? Or someone who is looking for a place and doesn't mind rooming with me and Lola? Only time will tell. Fermin found some real cool places. I'm coming up names for mine and everyone else's alter egos. They get crazy. |
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| Rabbit Punch meets the Committee |
[Nov. 26th, 2008|08:30 pm] |
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I'm very excited about living in Gainesville this March. I'm finally growing up! And I'm going to love being so close to Xavier. We fight like rabid cats when we spend too much time around each other, but I miss him so much if I don't talk to him at least once a day. I totally took for granted that I could call him on the phone and talk to him whenever I want. Lola will also be coming to live with me, so Alachua County be prepared for your new sweetheart. I plan on working there before I go to school so I can have some money saved up and be more well adjusted. I wonder what type of people I'm going to attract. Hopefully not people who eat lunch at the Hare Krishna's. I'm going up in January to look for a place. I want to live in the student ghetto and I would prefer to live alone. Mostly because I want to work out the kinks of adulthood alone. And because I'm sure some people might find issue with Lola. Lots of people love dogs, not so many are going to be down with living with one. But I am open to being a roommate and splitting the cost of someplace, especially if it is an amazing place. They just have to accept that Lola is gonna live with us too. She's reasonably house broken and I'll keep her clean. And she's adorable. I bet I'm going to meet so many interesting new people. I also know that I'm going to be the waystop for all my Miami disciples who haven't been to Gainesville. What crazy parties. I intend to infiltrate the hipster elite and destroy them from within like a cancer. All I need is my trojan art walk. I'm still undecided about having my car up there. I don't mind riding bike and if I really need to use a car, I'm sure Yeye would let me borrow his if he isn't using it. But we'll see. Xavier will definitely be visiting me all the time in order to attempt to steal Lola's love. I'll attract the rest with my exceptional cooking and innate talent for debauchery. Another great thing is the amount of people I know up there in gville. It'll make moving easier. That's right buddies, mark off march as a month of misery cuz papa needs help moving in. It's going to be a blast. Then I'll be in the literature program and hopefully have my books published as I soak in Alachuan sunsets and starlight. |
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| Rabbit Punch and the Hungry Star. |
[Nov. 17th, 2008|11:01 am] |
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The fastest rabbit alive lives under my shed. I plan on catching him before Christmas for Ceci but it's so fucking fast. I feel like Wile E. Coyote. Xavier will be here in about a month. Awesome. I'm doing well in school. Which is great. I still have a few loose ends to tie in my life and then I'm ready for the New Year. Which I have a great idea for a party on said holiday. I think that for most of 2009 I want to be a hermit. Let's see how long I stick with that battle plan. I just need some hardcore alone time. Me, the twilight, a lonely lamppost a-glowing. I love hulu.com so much. I love it like I never loved television proper. It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia has become my hands down favorite show. Maybe of all time. I've been having such good times. Which is always how the horror movie starts. We're all laughing and eating crap, then one of us has to hit up and that's when the killing starts. Halloween was a blast. Hanging out with the cast of Clue, investigating privately, raunchiness at Vag(which was not as good as usual, WHERE THE FUCK WERE MY FIRE BREATHERS), raunchiness at Lis's Apartment. I'm looking forward to things. |
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| I'm no island, peninsula maybe I know it sounds crazy |
[Oct. 12th, 2008|06:20 pm] |
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I love it when I have a number of songs I can listen to nonstop. Really helps narrow down the choices on the ipod. I'm finally done with community service. I really don't have anything left to do for my probation now except ride it out. Looking back, I find it so funny how so many people I know used the fact that I had a DUI to lecture me and pretty much preen their own feathers at my expense. I guess it helps them forget that they have the same or worse habits than me. Probably helps them rationalize their own excesses. Oh well. Hypocrites initially amuse me, then they bore me, and finally they begin to annoy me. I'm very happy with myself. Not one one things I can put my finger on except that nagging feeling of forward movement. Of achievements accomplished. I guess the only upside to being in the bottom of the shit barrel is the smell of fresh air when you climb out. I'm doing very well in all my classes. Pretty much leading the class in everything. I got a B on my science test and I was like fuck an 88 and then the teacher was like well be proud because only you and one other student scored as high. Straight, I can live with that. Unless the other student is that douche rag who I've had for like 4 semesters. The one who can't shut the fuck up. God I hate that kid. I hate it when people just talk to hear the sound of their own voice. This kid literally would just repeat what the teacher would say sometimes. Or launch off into some diatribe or boring ass anecdote. I hate being stuck like that. One of the kids from group therapy was also doing community service at the park and he was telling me all these stories about the new kids. God I wish I had been there when that fat guy had said he was a sex addict and used to fuck the homeless. I would've bathed every pore of my body in that awkward silence. Its funny how just when you think someone could care less about your friendship, they go off and prove that they adore you. I hope that I never become that person who knows they aren't welcome but still try to stick it out as long as possible. I've probably been unwanted plenty of places, but I most likely never picked up on the subtle clues. With or Without You is playing. I fucking usually hate u2 but that song never fails to get me. And I wait without you. God it's so good. Its the only time I'll allow Bono to be discussed as a human being. I really want to write a sitcom but could I live with myself if I copied It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia and screwed the gang over? Well I'm pretty sure I could never beat them. Well, atleast never find any other actors with mannerisms as funny as their. I fucking love Charlie. He's my favorite character hands down. Then it probably would have to be Dee just because of some of the lines she has during my two favorite episodes(Mac is a Serial Killer, The Gang Dances Their Asses Off). Charlie Day is so hilarious. They all are. If I could hang out with anyone from showbiz it would be them. Fuck Seth Rogen and his weirdo friends. I fucking swear Michael Cera is really starting to get on my nerves. The same fucking act. It's not even wildly funny, which would have justified its continued use. And fucking fat fuck Jonah Hill. You were only mildly funny in Grandmas Boy so settle the fuck down. SNL is going through a renaissance. I'm glad I've caught enough of it. Tina Fey as Sarah Palin is hands down the best political impersonation SNL has done in a very long time. Maybe even of all time. |
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| Politics |
[Sep. 28th, 2008|04:34 pm] |
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I think Tina Fey impersonating Sarah Palin made my year! "And with your Tina Fey glasses!" |
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| Wallowing harder |
[Sep. 19th, 2008|09:01 pm] |
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I love being unpredictable. And by that I mean I always choose the framework of reality that best sets off my eyes. I'm starting to plan and research how I'm going to throw a Music Festival for this spring. I already have some musical talents in mind. Hopefully people won't mind playing for free. I'm sure the exposure and the chance to hawk merchandise would be good enough recompense. I'm going to try and get some artists maybe to have an outdoor gallery and some sort of bazaar. I'm also thinking of creating and participating in a performance piece. I just really want to create something cool we can all do in Miami. I think it'd be a great way to scope out local talent and really try to get some artisitc energy into Miami's vapid and hedonistic culture. I miss Bohemians. The deadbeats, not the europeans. I really have to find a venue for the festival. I wonder if maybe if I rented a couple of shelters at Tropical Park or some other place if that would fly. Or maybe I could rent out a warehouse. I am hoping to achieve an attendance of around 200 or 300 people. I need to start maybe collecting donations or maybe I could charge like a 5 dollar ticket per person. Whatever. If I pull it off, that'll be sweet. |
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[Sep. 19th, 2008|12:00 pm] |
So now instead of seeing an arab daniel cosme at mdc, I see an anglo daniel cosme. This one takes a little more imagination but it is worth it. I love the new Metronomy album Nights Out. I love having an ipod.
Funny thing in one of my classes:"He wants to do heroic deeds, not just slay the dragon....you butcher." |
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| All the time in the World |
[Sep. 16th, 2008|02:25 pm] |
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I was wearing my jack-o-lantern shirt and one of my teachers gave me candy. It was awesome. Like those gummi fruit packs. I was like for real bro. So finally my childrens lit teacher told one of her little pals fromt their last semester together to shut the fuck up. Awesome. Though that dumb bitch got in a giggle fit and a story of how she is half Apache before she was silenced. I am really liking the Faierie Queen. Too bad it was never finished. I'm certain that I aced that quiz last thursday for science. Which is good. Just 390 points more till I reach an A. I'm hoping for a lot of things, I guess I'll just have to wait and see. |
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| Swirl Twirl Pearl |
[Sep. 11th, 2008|01:50 pm] |
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I really enjoy being back in school. Makes me feel like I'm just not vegetating, I'm accomplishing. A comforting illusion. I found out the other day that when MDC Kendall Campus opened up there was a giant pendulum in building three. Amazing. Apparently they took it down since so many students kept swinging on it. I wish I had been one of those kids. I got trapped into a very long conversation today with a fellow classmate since Childrens Lit was cancelled. Man could this girl talk. I tried to escape but there was no honorable way out. So I braved the storm. I'm really starting to enjoy American Lit even though we're inside a closet. I can't wait until I'm done with my community service. Then I can sleep in again. I keep coming up with ideas for sketches. If I get a camera anytime soon, I'm going to blow up youtube with my videos. I think I might go donate blood soon. Today is the last day the blood bank bus will be at Dade for this month. I like to imagine my blood has curative properties. English Lit was cancelled again today. Which means I'm asking myself why I busted my ass reading so much if the teacher isn't going to be here to discuss. I want to lose 20 pounds by Halloween. That way I can slip into the costume I might wear. I'm thinking either Witch Doctor, Jester, Hare Krishna, or a wolf. Maybe I'll just be the sexy nurse. Can't have too many of those. I'm actually sorta making friends in my classes which is weird. It's only happened like once or twice to me, although it happens to my friends all the time. Figures it would be during my last semester that I make friends at mdc. I'm drafting and designing several different occult rituals to help me with a short story I'm writing. I wonder how the hell I'm going to get volunteers. I could ask my friends and I'm sure some would gladly do it, but I don't feel like using people who won't take it seriously. Well not even seriously, but I want people who are going to treat as an experiment in human nature and not some gag bullshit. So I just might have to find some susceptible kids and tell him its all real. Where are all the local New Age clinics at? I could totally scoop up some willing subjects there, those kids will do anything for a free chakra cleaning. Or maybe I could dig up Anika from wherever the hell she disappeared too. That girl used to think she could manipulate energy or something. Which is fine, a little crazy, but fine. I just hated when she would rag on people for having like Christian beliefs. It was like "Anika how are you gonna call these people dumb for having their beliefs when you yourself believe that you can fashion magical energy into spheres." Whatever. She'd be perfect. I have a quiz today in science, which hopefully means that I get to leave early. Oh joy, I might even be home by 4:30. |
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