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two new messages on the answering machine. one i've completely forgotten about, the other from hal. so now, three hours later, i'm eating my ice cream. and i've got a headache because i wish i were anywhere but here. just about. why does life have to be so complicated? |
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you are a teen. the melodramatic comes with the territory. not that that sentiment allieves any of your frustration and hurt. try stepping back. you have your whole life ahead of you. these boys, you speak of, are probably just as screwed. drive to san francisco. kick it on haight street. smoke some pot with strangers, wake up on north beach. sit in golden gate and eat strawberries and write. walk across the bridge. small town portland suburb can go by by bybybybybybyby montana would just make you crazier. |
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1) Be good to yourself. 2) Be good to others. 3) If there's a piece of shit in the middle of the street, don't walk over and sniff it. |
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Pain is pain. |
wtf. |
a lot. i don't know how i can stand it. being good little girl pez all the time. |
the world is your oyster, as silly as it sounds, but its true. you have freedom in your back pocket, use it. |
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and now freedom sounds like a comb. freedom keeps hair parted nicely and tangle-free. |
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Thank you, Pez. I didn't think you would do anything so disgustingly typical, but then I got worried all of a sudden. |
she can get the hell out of her parents place, its the only alternative I can she her having. Whether she moves to California, Montana, or just some place in Oregon she'll be better off but until then things will continue to be the way they have been. As for this boy, Pez, drop him he isn't worth any of the shit that will end up coming from being aroudn him. |
i cried myself to sleep last night, but he's been dropped. i wish people had those light up signs on their foreheads so you can tell exactly what's going on in a relationship in their head and not let yourself be fooled with words and wanting. |
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which remnds me, i need to buy more phonecards. |
I didnt say party girl. Your comment just seemed facetious, as to say, don't be the stereotypical person im not. There is a life converse to yours that isnt shallow. |
damn. ok. i really, and honestly said montana would make her crazy, because its obvious you have a thing for her, and im pretty sure you'd try and put your hand on in her pants. And maybe thats asshole of me to say, but its a gut feeling of mine that you are so instistant she come to see you for your own 19 year old male reasons. do the math. you've made it clear you are hard up. as most 19 year old boys are. nothing wrong with that, but you come across as needy. you are insistant a female peer travel across states to visit you. where would she stay? shes too young to get a hotel. of course montana would make her crazy. |
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i think it wou;d be interesting to visti montana partly for curiosities sake. and it would be nice to get away for a little while. that doesn't mean crash and burn. |
great state of Montana. I have no interest in getting my hands down her pants. She knows that, I know that, I hope that you could at least give me some credit beyond that of me being 19 and hormonal. |
but now how. |
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i was just saying, your comment didnt seem any more releavent than saying "please spider dont become a nun". im sorry im being a hard ass today. |
ui know how the board goes. my comlaining about hurting doesn't help. |
I wrote what I wrote to discourage the trite teenaged-boy comments I thought would follow. So they didn't. My apologies for underestimating the lot of you. |
im sorry for my condescending attitude today. |
Unless that's shallow of me. |
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What are you up to these days, Oswald? Whatcha listening to? |
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i'll have to get a sex change first though. and go to church. presbyterian or lutheran. i'd either take a bus or train, i think. that's a long way to drive alone. |
They'll all be Republicans, though. |
i knew going n.a.v. was a mistake! |
I expected it to go to shit after Unilever bought it in 2000. But it stayed good through last summer at least. But last night I bought a pint of Mint Chocolate Cookie without looking at the ingredients list first. (Why would I? It was Ben & Jerry's) Yuck. The different style of the security plastic didn't tip me off. No, not at all. It wasn't until I started scooping into the ice cream--WITHOUT ANY TROUBLE AT ALL--that things seemed funny. I sort of just brushed it off, though, thinking maybe I needed to turn up the freezer or something. In the past, I've really had to work to get the ice cream out of the container. More than once I've taken a knife (heated up under hot tap water) and just sliced the pint in half. I never minded having to do this. Worth it, worth it, worth it. But last night, as I put the spoon in the birthday ice cream (actually, it's today, thank you), it just slid right in there. I had the pint dished out in like three seconds. It was sort of bubbly and whipped and airy and weird, like the generic brand ice cream you buy in the rectangular boxes. And of course it turned out to be shit. Just like cheap mint ice cream, except without the artificial green color. I looked at the ingredients list, and I found crap like "liquid sugar" (it used to be plain old "sugar"), partially hydrogenated soybean oil, high fructose corn syrup, guar gum, soya lecithin, and carrageenan. I could not believe it. You know, I didn't really give a fuck when Unilever bought Ben & Jerry's. OK, I worried a little. But I don't care whether 401K participants get to profit from my purchases of B&J--as long as the ice cream stayed good. And, really, I thought there would be no way that Unilever would throw away the carefully cultivated brand identity they paid for. We were going to be watching them! A multinational couldn't just wreck America's darling of ice creams. And why would they? Who's gonna pay $4 a pint for crap? Not me, not anymore. Today I went to the company's Web site to see what the fuck was up. I didn't have the container with me (it has since been fished out of the trash) and wanted to verify what I remembered from the ingredient list. I thought maybe it had just been a bad dream. No ingredients listed anywhere on the site. Wow. So I went to the FAQ section and tried to find what they had to say about the change in recipes. No luck there, either. OK, so I was finally willing to resort to filling out a Web form to register my complaint. Drag. But even though I didn't have a problem with the particular pint of ice cream I bought but the ice cream in general, I had to give the following information: * Plant number * Item number * Expiration date * Production line * Manufacture code * Manufacture time * And, get this, date of birth--month, day, and year. There was no other way to ask a question or make a comment. Those were all required fucking fields. This is why I fished the container out of the garbage. Goddamnit. I'm just so angry. Why do things have to suck? |
Better luck next time. Things to do to avoid nasty ice-cream in the future: (1) Make your own. (2) Stop eating ice cream. |
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Happy Birthday |
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and pez, you didn't listen to spider. bad girl. |
I'm confused. |
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up yours girl! nice to see ya |
And happy birthday! |
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Ben & Jerry's started sucking when they decided to "blend" their flavors. now there are more bits in all the ice cream than ice cream. the effect is that in trying to make it taste like everything, it actually tastes like nothing. the only one they hit with that formula was Monkey Wrench, which was Chunky Monkey + Peanut Butter Cup. the rest of them suck really bad. best to stick with Godiva from now on. |
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i won't eat anything that has the word "lite" or "light" on the label. but yeah, otherwise the other Dreyers specialty ice cream pints are damn delicious. |
seriously....maybe im under estimating the female chocolate sensitivity but if did blind taste test, i bet you could tell which one was lite. |
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no sugar substitutes, just less. |
I was revived with a shot of grappa. Ah, grappa...the white lightning of the gods. |
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"lite" and "light" only means "we've processed the fuck out of what was probably a perfectly delicious and nutritious food". any food is "lite" if you just eat less of it. |
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I forget to mention that |
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Nate, last time I checked in, you were on Atkins. How did that work for you? |
I haven't seen Ophelia in awhile.... I need to send her that mix tape I made......... |
(Though I was about a week early with that last week....pbtthhhhht) |
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man, i've been stinking up the crib this morning. chilidogs and beer. |
i'm completely off it now, though. you really don't want to know what animals are thinking. |
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Big Wong Brownies 4 oz unsweetened baking chocolate 1 stick butter 2 eggs scant 1 cup sugar 1 tea vanilla 1 tea almond extract 1/4 cup all purpose flour 1/4 cup hazelnut meal 1 tablespoon cinammon 1/2 cup finely chopped nuts (optional) melt the chocolate and butter together and mix until smooth. let cool. add sugar and eggs, one at a time, mixing well. dump the rest of the ingredients in, mix, and pour into greased 9x9" pan and bake for 30 minutes at 350 degrees. for a low-carb version, subsititue 1 cup sugar with 1 cup splenda (baking splenda, not splenda packets) and subsitute 1/4 cup flour with an additional 1/4 cup hazelnut meal, or 2 tbs soy flour and 2 tbs hazelnut meal. |
hi cyst! i miss your creepy pics of you in mirrors, in strange countries, with a camera for a face and very little clothes. This is how i will remember you. |
hi cyst! i miss your creepy pics of you in mirrors, in strange countries, with a camera for a face and very little clothes. This is how i will remember you. |