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hungry? check out this video:

if your ears are hungry, listen to this:

if your mouth is hungry for drinkables, come to the #$% club tonight.

i did end up buying me some digital camera. it’s going to be my first ever. so i’m excited. hopefully the kitten methriex samurai mittens wont be too old by the time i get it.

also i moving this weekend so all those stalkers cant find me anymore. im rul excited about dat too. something weird is happening to my computer so i have to go, even though i had a million more exciting things to say that would help you finish your puzzles.

if you ever go to a party and want to sound cool, just casually drop this one: “salpingooophorectomy” which is this: “Unilateral salpingo-oophorectomy is the surgical removal of a fallopian tube and an ovary”. YEAh!

i’m thinking about getting this: underwater digital camera! YEAH!

not like i have money. if i did i would certainly buy a turntable boo!.

so. i was thinking about how much i say the same things about myself and my life. and i hated how i go through periods where i’ll say basically the same thing a bunch of times to a bunch of different people. like: ‘oh yeah, i’ve been having great lunches with the queen of new jersey and have started opting for ‘lighter options” (random) but i noticed it after i repeated my life status update to a few people and i knew one person i was with was overhearing it for maybe the fourth time. the same spiel. you know what i mean? like when a student comes back home after their first year of being away at college. or even worse, after college. they have to tell everyone the same dumb kind of story. so i opt to make a new one. i won’t say what yet. but. i will. make it. like “oh, i’m getting a salpingooophorectomy because i need ‘lighter options’ ” okay?!

boring. i have to go find some ice for this hot green tea i made. we all know i can’t eat it hot. warm. tepid. no thanks.

friday night- friendship! cornhole! fun times outside!!!
saturday night- nap, family barbecue (by family i mean with the Fresh Cut Salads and friends), then a party at Club BB’s, then a crazy bonfire where there were four dogs (two sets of twin-ish dogs) and a horse that we got to feed carrots. and bella was running into its pen and i don’t think it liked that, (but neither took any opposing action), and eventually sleep.
sunday day/night- sleep. preparation for barbecue. tommy’s barbecue was pretty awesome. but not spectacular enough! we left to go to an old man that i usually hate’s house, with an ‘open bar’ and karaoke and a pool. i didn’t think i’d go swimming, but i did. so did bella the dog. she was amazing. until she kicked me in the face, but that was both of our faults. we played around, jumped off places we maybe shouldn’t have, probably six or seven nice glasses got broken, i put on some weird trader joes-y type pants at some point, and oh. boy. we had a crazy time. i guess you had to be there. it was insane.
monday day/night- recovery? work. boooo. but yay ‘time-and-a-half-pay’

also how bout this guy- dr. weil aka ‘your trusted health advisor’- i liked the looks of him because on the front page was something about an antioxidant in beer. plus i’m a sucker for an attractive website. but not to mention! he does have some awesome stuff there.

also check out 3/5 HUMAN for some hardcore political hip hop action.

also……so many things. kittens. loveship. the cat and dog and kat ten are actually almost all ‘friends’. soooooooooo toooooooooo cute.

but what am i doing with my future? well. that will all be unfoldedtold in future blogposts, or in real life. same diff.

today we welcome into the world another creature in my heartspace, named

methriex samurai mittens

this kat ten was found under some local shed i believe. and now it is a new part of part of mine fa-lifel.

i could go for some parisian falafel.

i could NOT go for some unhealthy no more periods. period. don’t get me wrong. i understand that some women might find them completely bothersome and unnecessary (especially if they never plan to have kids) but i am unsure about the prolonged safety of this and the effects on women’s overall reproductive health. i don’t love my period, but i may want to have it around someday to use with the getting pregnant cycle thing. and i am wary to believe that there are no harmful side effects from these pills- because every prescription drug has some harmful side effects.

but back to kittens. i’m gonna just stick one in my purse and take it to work.

i’m always a lil tired aren’t i? mostly. oh well. i can’t believe how much i love cute dogs named bella and then some other cute dogs. i used to HATE them. i try not to hate on anything anymore.

well…

maybe not not hate on everything.

marriage in america. what is it. i don’t know.

i am proud of all the friends of mine who have some marriages or some childrens. i can’t ever even have any more real relationships. just fakeships. or celibacy.

it’s just like what one wise quasimoto once said “Don’t go away mad/Just go away/You ain’t gotta go away mad, girl/Just go away” and i think it has been said to me. by myself. or by all the other hydrants.

in case you dint know about the b-boys and i. we’ll all be hanging out as soon as i get one of these babies. it’s really the only kind of baby i could have right now. speaking of missing my niece!

should i go to my friends’ concert at the end of july and erykah badu at the beginning of august, or should i go to the rock the bells show?!?!

so many decisions, so little discussion about the important things that have happened to me recently. like seeing a cardinal’s nest outside my friends’ window. they say the mother leaves more than the father so he comes and feeds the baby cardinals more than she does. i got to see it happen.

i also found out a wealth of awesome information on hummingbirds. i will share it when i recover the article on it.

finally, the best part of everything, my friend last night saw ‘interior light in his car on all the time’ man. so he is real. very real. unfortunately horsebird is less prevalent these days.

i love you all but i have to work. last night after work i came out to a plastic bag on my car. my coworker and i checked it out to make sure nothing fishscaley was up. nothing was. it was just a bag of your average dried mango. actually it was really good dried mango. and my car smelled overwhelmingly like cologne. that’s the part i don’t understand.

life is and is not equally a mystery. i love it.

i was going to put up a link but decided it best to maybe not talk about it.

i’d much rather talk about this: drafts, presidency, etcetera

“assuming that Muslim radicals hate us for our freedom, the Edwards approach would solve that problem by extinguishing freedom” (one of my fave lines)

one of the most seen beer pong videos on youtube SATCHELS! it is just plain so. so. bad. it has every crappy practiced-for-eight-hours-before-we-ever-came-even-close-to-making-it shot repeated on slow mo, and it bellowsssss’ (i will not put a link of it up because you do not want to waste your day on it, but you could find it if you want to waste your time like i am right now)

mmm fish oil. might be tasty.

but most importantly, a pair of gay flamingos adopted a chick.

i have no sense of pride attached to neither this blog, nor this day. on the whole.

but now! i’m inspired. (that one’s for the ladies)

what does the word ‘enterance’ mean? i don’t know, but i like some of these enterances.

this makes me sick a bit- abuse of powership! who do these people think they are?

hmm. so many good memories from this weekend. too many to write about right now. we’ve got to learn more about this man- ron paul.

and here’s what’s really important- my bro and roommate’s youtube video about awesome pong shots:

save the best for first- cat poo coffee!

how bout those 10 ways to keep your memory strong? i do some of them, but not sleep last night! somewhere in there they probably would have added learning foreign language/s, because those are the bomb for memory! the bomb! bomb bomb bomb, bomb bomb bomb. if i wrote this at an airport i’d be no flying me anywhere.

about that sleep! if i just slept more and drove less maybe i’d be rich- 4th day of exorbitant arms and legs for fuel. hey wasn’t yesterday or the day before ‘don’t buy gas day’ whooptie doo! start riding a bike (i should, i really should!)

out roo geous. dell charges lies for interests’ sake?!?! i have a dell. but you know what? i saved up my money, for years, and then i paid for the computer. i didn’t do that with other stuff, like school, but ho ho ho! i’m going to survive. most things.

surviving internal decapitation! not for the weak of skull. internal decapitation makes me a lil nauseous sometimes.

Salvador Dali does TV?!?!? oh yeah.

four legged woman? four legged woman! i’m not scared, I’m NOT scar(r)ed…

okay i’m scared. hold my hand. hands. i have three of them.

mmm. i got a massage yesterday and it was like buttery cream of lovely carrot-topped flower cakes. you really don’t know what i just said unless you go get a massage as well- but from the same person.

her name is Chelsea and she gives massages at Prasad Yoga in Southampton. GO THERE.

though i had that wonderful relaxing massage, i am still filled with fear, despair, and dread. about secret secrets. i don’t think it will all be okay. not anymore. there’s no point in going on.

no point.

well…maybe i could move to Californee and be just like this man.

something to spice up my life.

i am secretly in love with text messages, just another example of loving what i used to hate. but i won’t pretend that they don’t give me a lil ol heart attack every once in a while. my phone is unacceptably boring to continue talking about.

woo! is it hot in here or what! i wish i could tell you about the real spices of my life!

i am more than mildly gutterbilled right now. could it be that odd iced coffee i got from mcdonalds? or the hours spent trying to put up some window tint that ended with a less-than-half-finished project. mostly i love how i said in my last post that the kid who wrote that article didn’t know ‘real hiphop’. if i had taken some time to do research like i had cheered him on for doing i would maybe have seen that the site he writes for is actually about independent media and his email involves a site that discussed supporting local chicagoan hiphop.

i don’t really know what i’m doing anymore anyway. firstly, adding how to make a tint on your windows to ‘how to make a’ (i don’t know how to because i didn’t finish it, but i will give a guide that will include my learning experiences). secondly, i barely slept all weekend and i’m not about to though i should. oh. maybe that’s why i’m so dersturbed. thirdly, i had an odd weekend. i was sick and got better despite my few hours of rest.

i know i have a lot of interesting to say for myself and i should/would write about it if i weren’t so tired. i had such a fun weekend in some ways, and such a terrible horrible time during other parts of it.

a few quick reviews:

Mario and Ozzie’s Auto Service in Feasterville, PA is the best car place. EVER.
Monro Brake and Muffler sucks and might cheat you. Ladies oil change day might mean ‘hey we don’t think the ladies know if their oil was properly changed, and it wasn’t (Mario told me that I was at least a quart low on oil which they had changed less than a month ago, and I was almost completely out of transmission fluid which they maybe should have checked)
McDonald’s- my local McDo’s still didn’t respond to my asking for extra lettuce and getting barely any. I have to go there and positively resolve that instead of forgetting and getting their d#$% iced coffee.

too tired. sooo tired. possibly still wired. iced coffee. mmm….

goodnight