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so i am drunk. i had three drinks, but it has been a while so maybe that owuld explain things. this place i went to drink (since i am new in town) was lame. called the wild cat house. i have reason to fucking belive was the only "wild cat" in the god damned house. jungle stalking pussy that is what i am. there were all of thes scantily dressed up girlies there with their frat boys hanging on their arms, but only went in there for a drink. these girls start danceing to smashing pumpkins. i realize then i am the only black female in the joint and they aren't going to play and techno, or anything i would want to dance to (misfits, electronica, screaming babies, etc) these girls are just sort of stepping aorund avoiding the fucking beat. i was so sad i asked the sexy bartender if there were any dance clubs in this town. he like a cog he is said this place was the best there was on a fucking friday night. i finished my drink, realized my joints were starting to hurt )usual sign of my drunkeness) and left. came home and puyt misfits in the headpjhones, listening to devilock right now. ahhh yes blood of the meek will rain down on this the day of reconing. fuck those people with their bunk ass dance clubs and dildos. they can shove it up their ass. i had my drinks tho, so the night wasn't lost. long live st. patrick's day. i think this day only has a real meaning if you actually know someone named patrick and i do, i should call him cause he is porbably at the bar drinking cause it is his day and stuff. i wonder if the people who know patrick stuart do the same thing i am going to possibly do. or do they actully think his name is jean luc? fuck that he is patrick to me. has anyone ever heard of (waffle boy) the portfoli center? i am looking at it and the creative circus. what is up with the se places, should i give them my money? i have heard very good things about them from this guy who now shoots for home and gardens. oh here is a misfits st patty's day song "green hell" ahh is that what ireland is like in the winter? i should stop this right now. |
I just got into a huge argument with my friend Patrick that begun with masturbation and tantric sex, and suddenly moved into universal love and fearlessness, which involved his rapidly becoming nude, at which point I gracefully exited. I'm leaving in three days. |
we hadn't even given him any alcohol. but it was like acontest between him and my friend tim, they had to strip to their boxers, first one wins. pat just took all of his clothes off. it was funny. |
I beg to differ. |
but he does share the opinion that he and i are the fucking coolest people we know. he is also an Aries like me. |
My Patrick isn't normally that violent, actually. I think the concept of universal love made him get a little carried away. Patrick is not a Scorpio or an Aries. I don't know what he is, though. |
they never get along with me. when was this violently passionate boy born? |
I want to thank Vancouver Canada for giving us The Real McKenzies. Punkers in kilts with bagpipes and vile tendencies. I spent my st. pats, liquored with some a-ok punk rock. There's some canadian culture worth writing home about. |
Dave, Agatha, you guys know of these folk? |
oh oh pick me pick me... yes i have a question for the all knowing patrick.. has anyone ever heard of the portfolio center? i am looking at it and the creative circus. what is up with these places, should i give them my money? i have heard very good things about them from this guy who now shoots for home and gardens. not that this looks like a question i asked earlier or anything. |
Keep your money. i am far from all-knowing but i know this |
never heard 'em. |
i thought, them being from Vancouver,would play a lot in your area |
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I find that so puzzling that the possibilities for sassy comments overwhelm me. I must breath. |
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I used to play them on my radio show. I was especially fond of "the Sawney Bean clan". |
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