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torsdag, januar 30, 2003
and tyler wore a pink shirt with red shorts and he matched the mat.
change-over
these are quotes from wrestling today:
Coach Carpenter:
"Ryan, if you do join the service, remember one thing: don't skip out on the training. Because you can come to practice, mess around and compete in a meet, lose and it's ok. You can't go out on the field like that or you'll get your butt blown off. We would do PT pass the cemetary and it was just rows and rows of white crosses without names on them all of guys your age who wanted to be patriotic and got their butts blown off. And I could just look at that and not even see where the crosses ended.
"Ryan would you die for your country?"
"Yes."
"No! Andrew, would you die for your country?"
"Yes."
"No! ask me."
"Would you die for your country?"
"Bullshit! I'll let the other guy die for his country. I'm coming back alive."
"Does it disturb anyone in this room that George W. Bush says 'America' ' 'merica'?"
"Does it disturb anyone in this room that the United States only goes to war against people with brown or yellow skin?"
Tripplett: Does that really happen? (tripp's reading The Sun Also Rises)
coach: well they do make you take drugs that make it impossible to get an erection. and that's really weird.
DDT: don't worry tripp, you're a virgin you don't even know what you're missing.
onsdag, januar 29, 2003
i killed SO MANY TREES today at work. my current task is to copy everything in a 3-inch thick notebook six times. I worked for 2.5 hours and didn't get half way done. it is sooo wasteful. and redundant. but what to do? it is about as redundant as the softball page that said
There are nine (9) players in the field at one time.
sheesh.
tirsdag, januar 28, 2003
um, it's coooool to get sick every tuesday
and to get shot down a lot.
mandag, januar 27, 2003
I have a question.
What is Jared from the Subway commercials looking at when he speaks????
shit! as it turns out, my hella ass cool comments system costs $10 to keep. so it'll be downgraded soon to something a bit plus simple. gah. i think the funnest things to make are crepes and puppy chow.
I am looking forward to tomorrow because:
-i get to see my bass
-we have a pizza party in french. (it's funny how the same level of excitement exists now for pizza parties as there was in first grade)
-i will see my friends. and boys.
-i will not take a math test
-i will drive. god I love driving.
søndag, januar 26, 2003
YEAH BUCCANEERS!!
ahh quel weekend! i had a fun time in st louis eating bagels and candy and pretending not to stare at all the boys in singlets. it was a packed two days, filled with spastic gay bus drivers, silly t shirts, mean host girls, and lovely conversations. i would love to tell you all about it but i'm afraid it wouldn't sound good. bwahaha.
torsdag, januar 23, 2003
"the girls at Pembroke who were popular or whatever made me want to go and pee in the street" -garrity
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Joe Millionaire is the funniest show in the whole world. he's so dumb, they're so fake bwahahaha. the "Sane" River. those girls don't deserve to be in Paris.
and this happened a while ago:
(chez moi)
Hillary: ok, oh my gosh, all the Clash's songs sound the same. I mean, I have only heard the song London Calling and I can tell this is the Clash. oh my gosh
kj: um, this isn't the Clash.
onsdag, januar 22, 2003
my dad just finished telling me how bad the toilet paper is in the boys bathroom in Pierson Gym. like, he could not believe how bad it was.
and me staying at a wrestler's house in st. louis? i got three letters for you, babe.
tirsdag, januar 21, 2003
my friend in lawrence linked this band that goes to his school The Clock Work
grr. i just want to know what to do. and by that I mean: eat or barf.
søndag, januar 19, 2003
Pretty in Pink is a good movie. My dad got like, vegetable chips and the rock so hard.
At church today, I was going up the stairs, and there is a railing that runs down the middle of the stairs and a little boys was sliding down it on his stomach. and as he was going down, he hit a knob on the railing; and as I passed by, all i heard was him whisper, "oh, that hurt."
ugh. i feel sick and dead.
it's not that I"m thinking about it...i don't know what would happen if I did. I mean, I do think specifically about it, and it's ok. but I think it's a whole subconscious thing. like, like in a really grim metaphor...it's not like being shot and killed, it's being slowly poisoned. i'm not aware of it, but it's taking affect and making me paranoid and unhappy. sheesh. it's my problem. i hope this doesn't happen forever or I just don't think I"ll get anywhere.
lørdag, januar 18, 2003
so i was thinking about history. and it's so weird, because in one hundred years, everything now is going to be so damn old. and that's so much of a given that I can just hear you saying "kjerstin's a dumb shit." but I dont' know. it's so weird. I mean, just take music history. I mean, five hundred years ago they had just figured out how to write music on paper. isn't that bizarre? in five hundred years, what will music be doing? will they think our current music is hokey? and when learning about history (not by a video, then of course) will they laugh when our music is played in the background of whatever the narration is because it's so corny? and I mean, another given is that there will simply be more history in one hundred years. so history classes and students will be different. of course by that point they'll be a much larger change in schooling than just what they're learning. and it's so unfathomable to think about too. sheesh. and of course, since there's more history to learn, they're going to leave stuff out. which is interesting. I mean, what do you think they'll leave out? or put in? I wonder if it all depends on what the world is going through at that time.
in other news.
the new radio show on NPR is cool
my mom is going to be on tv in Philidelphia.
my mom saw Auyon at Andres.
Andres is so good. and so are cookies.
and everyone working on Pinnacle right now heard caroline and my phone conversation. laugh!
sorry I just have to quote from the KC Star's review of Avril Lavigne's concert:
"Lavigne's signature look, a tank top and tie, was worn by nearly every girl in the crowd. But when skater girl finally hit the stage she donned a black fitted tee and olive green cargo pants. Because Avril's too cool to look lik the rest."
"She started her set with 'Losing Grip,' and that's just what members of the audence did as they screamed and sang along, and a few even made weak attempts at moshing, which was quickly halted by security guards. This was the routine for most of the show."
"Her gleaming black guitar hung waist-low druing 'Mobile' and for the most part served as an accessory; sure she raked it a a few times, but only when she felt like it."
ah! quels jours! yesterday was great. i mean, sledding and interpola nd the People and everything. and inconsequently putting your hand in your coat pocket and feeling ice. ahhh that's nice.
and today.TiodAYY
i went into the boys bathroom
Saw Adaptation
met David's grandpa!
served dinner at Madame's! it was so fun. there were lots of tired cultured people there. it was awesome. and hill and I prepared the hors d'oeuvres (that's French, sam) and did so much crazy stuff. ahhhh. SUCCULENT!
and just who knows about tomorrow? I mean, i might go to the wrestling meet. cause I should cause I love them so much. and only three are going to St. Louis. sad sad sad day. ah well! and there will be Baklavah and i knnnnow i spelled it wrong and it's going to be a party. Oh golly gee, every day's a party!
ahhhh I smell like onions and Roquefort!
fredag, januar 17, 2003
well it's a minor thing and I'm a minor king
i just got back from a really good concert. and you know what. i don't know. i actually didn't think the bands were wonderful. I like The People, the second band was eh, and Interpol is pretty good. it's just the way the entire thing made me feel. it's weird and unexplainable. i just kept thinking about things and the music went with it and it was crazy. i liked it so much. it was warm feeling. it's like so many things were going on and i had x's on my hands and couldn't see over the feedback amp and it was just a great feeling.
like today. today was almost like a cruel trick. it was like we were on break again. but we all know we're going back to school and that snowfights and skicaps go away. despite the weekend. christ. I am so fucking crazy.
and lonely.
i think if Interpol had different vocals I would like them a lot more. i like the music though.
torsdag, januar 16, 2003
Tiens! Regarde un peu! Comments!
onsdag, januar 15, 2003
wrestler x: so you know, if maybe we had sex before the match i could have beaten scully ;-)
DrippyLikesBass: i know. i feel horrible.
did I mention how cool it is that someone turned Debussey's Reverie into a Jazz song? fuckin A.
don't you like how marshmallows melt in hot chocolate?
I hope it snows tonight. that would be cool.
dammmit! i just made my mom mad and lost money. shizz.
ooo who's got a date....
tirsdag, januar 14, 2003
the wrestling meet tonight was horrible. so horrible. i just don't want the world's fastest man to lose his job.
no matter what, I feel really good right now. like, the way that I haven't felt in a long time that just makes me go "eeeeeeee!" and smile and stuff. smile!
i went home from school today to take a nap. it was good. I missed nothing important and well, did I mention how I left school to take a nap? that was nice. and mr. hicks signed my Good Student Discount papers. ahahah.
i can't believe Madame has us read Candide. It's so hard.
listen to me cry! for shame.
oh my god. I listen to my new cd (from caroline) so much now. it's unbelievable. but I just can't stop playing it. bwaha.
that was Caroline.
Oi!
Pooty Potty.
Disneyland is malicious! They can kill big, fat football players.
Sexual.
Bye
Love,
Smooches
mandag, januar 13, 2003
OW my head hurts. i shouldn't have stayed up last night and watched the Critic:
(plane in turbulence. critic's dad checks on pilot)
"what's this? a penguin? and he's been drinking??wait a second....penguins can't fly!! PENGUINS CAN'T FLY!!!!"
Whack and Unwrap!
sigh. yay for birthdays! a good day, I'd say. and I must admit, I really did feel like the big one seven tool driving down Ward Parkway with shoe polish on my car and John Mayer in my cd player. hhahahahaha. i love everyone!
i left wrestling early because there was too much bad karma in the sweaty little room. i saw Ryan in his underpants today. those two events are unrelated.
I kind of want tonight to be atypical because of the birthday thing in all. and now that I think about it, it does really suck to have homework on your birthday. but that's ok. because i'm feeling pretty good. i love you all i love you all.
maybe I shouldn't have taken the "HOTTIE ---> GIVE ME A KISS" off the car. AH WELL!
søndag, januar 12, 2003
yeayh. this weekend was unitown, and despite any reserves about it, it was super...for shallow and unshallow reasons. ; )
any-way!
today is my pseudo birthday. the real thing's tomorrow, but i got my presents today. including a penguin snowglobe. shit. i want a cool yo yo or something.
tomorrow is school! motherfucker! no! i just wanna see our 8mm and 16mm films. those will rock. i think. no, they will!!! i sound hella dumb. i shouldn't have posted in the first place. yeah for january!
torsdag, januar 09, 2003
so i've decided that to make the best hot chocolate, you should heat the water in the mug first, then stir in the powder. (as opposed to putting in the powder first, then adding water, then heating it) and yeah it's powder, but what. i'm not going to boil milk in a pan over the stove. this ain't little house on the fuckin prarie you know.
tomorrow is Unitown. yeah....sumner dropped out so everything is messed up. so of course i have my doubts, but we know those are silly, because unitown still rocks. WOO. even if no one goes. if Andrew C or Rachel see this, know that you guys inspire me so much. ahhh i need to quit before i sound like a hallmark card. it's true.
corbett and i still aren't done with our article. which is just dandy with me. i could care even less. the Voice is the shittiest paper in the world. bring back Bradely Bailey.
another thing about the hot chocolate, you can't add too much water or you know it'll be watery. and that just tastes bad. no one likes watery hot chocolate. and heat it enough too. because even less people like lukewarm watery hot chocolate.
onsdag, januar 08, 2003
I HAVE DRANKEN SO MUCH COKE TODAY. JESUS.
tirsdag, januar 07, 2003
oh god. yeah i know the conversation was too dumb and too long. oH fucking well.
tv is so dumb. this commercfial for some lame hospital show was on...and it was like
Four Babies
One Night
and i was like, yeah ok i really wanna watch it. i mean, they're really gonna real in the crucial market of mothers-to-be. go tv.
in other news, i ate marshmallows. and i'm really tired. and i have a court date tomorrow. WOOO!
mandag, januar 06, 2003
BITCH FIGHT
DrippyLikesBass: well quit being such a bitch, jim!
JMossimo13: youre the bitch
JMossimo13: bitch
DrippyLikesBass: bitchy mcbitchface
JMossimo13: bitchten
JMossimo13: ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
JMossimo13: i look up bith in the dictionary and i see youre picture
DrippyLikesBass: mossibitch
JMossimo13: oooooooooooooooooooo
DrippyLikesBass: my baloney has a first name
DrippyLikesBass: it's Jimsabitch
JMossimo13: kjerstin the bitchman was a very bitchy soul
JMossimo13: (to the tune of frosty the snowman)
JMossimo13: bitch
DrippyLikesBass: ok bitchcake
DrippyLikesBass: here're the stories
DrippyLikesBass: law of life
DrippyLikesBass: love of life
DrippyLikesBass: to build a fire
DrippyLikesBass: a peice of steak
DrippyLikesBass: i think that's all ya biotch
JMossimo13: 4?
JMossimo13: how long are they
DrippyLikesBass: i don't know. probalby as long as the trail of bitchiness you leave wherever you go
JMossimo13: not very long then
DrippyLikesBass: ooooooooo
JMossimo13: good thing its not your trail of bitchiness
JMossimo13: otherwise we'd be reading war and fucking peace
DrippyLikesBass: so i was at this dog show
DrippyLikesBass: and i asked a nice young man, "is that your bitch?" and he was like, "no it's just JIm"
DrippyLikesBass: and i was like, "sorry"
DrippyLikesBass: and he was like, "No, it happens a lot"
JMossimo13: lol
JMossimo13: you're bitchiness is unprecentented
DrippyLikesBass: your bitchiness is ill-conceived
JMossimo13: you have bo
JMossimo13: bitch odor
JMossimo13: you need some debitchident
JMossimo13: come on biotch where you at on that one
DrippyLikesBass: you watch the BBC
DrippyLikesBass: Big Bitch channel
DrippyLikesBass: and have your own show
DrippyLikesBass: it's reality, of course
DrippyLikesBass: called The Real Bitch
JMossimo13: whoaaaaa
JMossimo13: something just flew over me
JMossimo13: it was........
JMossimo13: the B-1
JMossimo13: wait ........
JMossimo13: nm
JMossimo13: that was you
JMossimo13: Bitchy-1
DrippyLikesBass: i know you had a lot of trouble with your DBQ
DrippyLikesBass: your Dumb Bitch Questions
JMossimo13: you proly thought of em
JMossimo13: look at your damn screen name
DrippyLikesBass: well they're meant to be asked to dumb bitches
JMossimo13: drippylikesbeingbitchy
JMossimo13: i bet you watch the bitch files
JMossimo13: or bitchin public
DrippyLikesBass: i bet you like K-Bitch
JMossimo13: you proly wanted to marry joe bitchionairre
JMossimo13: shutup bitcheral
DrippyLikesBass: bitch
DrippyLikesBass: ah! i'm typing like a bitch
JMossimo13: shouldnt be hard
JMossimo13: it must suck being such a bitchy bitch
DrippyLikesBass: it must suck to get drunk on Bitch Lite every weekend
DrippyLikesBass: and wash it down with Bitchnoff
JMossimo13: you're the bitchoholic
DrippyLikesBass: you got me hooked
JMossimo13: you need to go to ba
JMossimo13: and i think you oknow what that is
DrippyLikesBass: well it sure didn't work for you
JMossimo13: i never went
JMossimo13: didn't need to
DrippyLikesBass: first step is admitting you have a problem, bitch
JMossimo13: dont g oo into bitchnial
JMossimo13: bitch
DrippyLikesBass: jim i'm bitched out. i need to get my bitch sleep
JMossimo13: damn straight biotch
DrippyLikesBass: of course, I can never sleep soundly knowing that a bitch as big as you roams free in the world
JMossimo13: nighty inght, don't let the bitch bugs bite
JMossimo13: that'll be tough though since they infest you
DrippyLikesBass: shut up. i'll kill your dog.
JMossimo13: i'll kill yoiur bitch
JMossimo13: wait you are the bitch
DrippyLikesBass: i'll kill you. with specail bbs.
DrippyLikesBass: bitch bullets
JMossimo13: i'll drop the atomic bitch on your house
DrippyLikesBass: you mean your mother?
JMossimo13: nope
JMossimo13: you created it
JMossimo13: but i'll kill you
sheesh. I am so exhausted. I need to start sleeping better. I didn't drink coffee (except that shit at the tournament) all break, so this morning....oh god it smelled so good. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhdrool.
speaking of wrestling, cause i usually do, we had a short meet today at O'Hara. everyone won but Dicker. aw. I gotta still love that kid though. besides, by "everyone" I mean 3 people. there are some real shitferbrains on the team...captain my captain.
i like taylor's filmmaking class, but I think our movie is going to be hella shitty tomorrow. hahah. I need to enjoy just the simplicity of it I guess. it's just a janterm class with a couple o' crazy kids. weeee. i heart janterm so much.
I deplore the Mann Act as lending itself to a dreadful pun. -Lolita.
søndag, januar 05, 2003
COURTNEY LOVE IS SUCH A PSYCHO
cool:
trying to skateboard
uncool:
fighting with mom
lørdag, januar 04, 2003
God everything is so dull. everything. mother-fucker. i get so worked up about things. like boys. or lack thereof. shewt. my mom has been on the phone for a long time so i can't call pham. ohhhhhh well. tomorrow i'm going to this thing with Wellesly college. i wouldn't, except they gave me that award and book that I never read but meant to. I do want to go to Boston though. to see Garrity.
did i say "see?" i mean "do."
heeeeeer innnnn the pewep housssse.
tacky tacky tacky.
god my dad's cooking isn't that great. ah well. it's been a long day. I only had one cup of coffee though, so it just seems like I was never there. where you ask? at Ray Pec for JV wrasslin. now that's a long day. i mean, when i was just waiting for the last match....the two matches before it....one lasted all three periods and the other went into overtime.shizzz.
driving over there we passed a shed or truck or cow or something with "Jenny is a needle-loving slut!" spray painted on it.
and coach sat in something yucky in the cafeteria and got brown shit all over the seat of his pants. it was horrible. and sooooo so goddam funny.
you know...i thought more funny things were said today, but i can only think of two. oh well. they were still funny.
--"Why would you were your hunting jacket?" -Ryan
--"Would you date those guys? Would you if he had a nice car? Would you date a guy who had no control over his bowels? Would you date a guy who lactates?" -coach
god, the ugliest fucks wrestle. i don't want to sound shallow, and there are some cute guys, but for christ's sake. these kids....
someone should really come with me on one of these trips so they can know what I"m going through.
and i had to give Daniel one of the backs to my earrings cause his fell out. don't ask. so i went around all day with the craziest looking earring style. ah well. none o' those boys look at me anyway.
Take the What Should Your New Year's Resolution Be? Quiz
ahhhh. sore from pizza and skating and hot chocolate. ahhhh.
you know, it's like that's what winter is, in the same way that playing football in that park was fall. it's nice, those things.
tomorrow I go to Raymore Peculiar. for wrasslin. whatev.
torsdag, januar 02, 2003
hi diddle diddle
my baby's ok
ask me a riddle
and what did she say
fit as a fiddle and ready for love!
onsdag, januar 01, 2003
on a second calculation, it is not at all like France.
but it's still raining there
it is disgusting how much i slept today. and when I woke up, and gasped at the time, I could have slept more. oh my. it's like I"m back in Europe. that's how messed up it is. Speaking of France, it's raining there right now.
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