Category 2000-2011

three buildings

Best friends. The term for me is swarming with memory, times past and certain songs, busting down the window, cigarettes and coffee cups. I have always had one really good best friend. Or so I remember. But maybe it was… Continue Reading →

dial up is for the birds

i hate high tech gadgetry, only having learned about any of it, studying it much as one studies an enemy. but this dial up notonmyowncomputer stuff is for the birds. i need a lap top. in fact. i don’t even… Continue Reading →

I know it’s unpopular

But this stuff outlines why I believe what I believe. Sexy stuff. http://www.huffingtonpost.com/cenk-uygur/if-youre-a-christian-mu_b_9349.html

Egon Schiele…

The fetus and I partook of the Egon Schiele exhibit at the Neue gallery on 86th St yesterday afternoon. Excellent art, and by this I mean all art (movies, writing painting) is judged on par with my desire to create… Continue Reading →

on being 29

It’s funny how everyone younger seems to have an opinion about getting older. Because when you reach the peak (ie the last year) of being in your twenties, it does actually become something realer. When I was in my early… Continue Reading →

surprising but true

You fit in with:Spiritualism Your ideals are mostly spiritual, but in an individualistic way. While spirituality is very important in your life, organized religion itself may not be for you. It is best for you to seek these things on… Continue Reading →

THANK YOU EVERYONE!

Today was my birthday…er last night. The singer of local H told me my birthday wasn’t over until I went to sleep…even it is now the 22nd. I got calls from everyone. Almost everyone. And for all of those birthday… Continue Reading →

the count down

i have been heading towards having a mini: are you too old deanna thing going on, but the clock ticking really is just motivating me to do as much as humanly possible while I can still get away with being… Continue Reading →

buggidies

watching poker on tv is about as much fun as watching golf…barfarama. last night i came home and passed out after consuming my share of two pitchers of margaritas with e and the Fetus..eee-yah! of course i passed out at… Continue Reading →

emily is just one of a literal million of these kids

you know when you walk into a bar. and there is a person there that is definitely happier/more-jacked-up/more-mess-edup than the average kid. and they usually are the rowdy ones, demanding to know who each and every character who comes into… Continue Reading →

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