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03:22am 22/03/2005
  in a fit of frustration i went outside to try to find a sizeable ciggarette butt to smoke. dissapointed but desperate, i settle on what looks like a marlboro light with two drags left. as i was about to light it, i look down and see a prestene american spirt. sometimes the world is magical.  
     
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well hello agian.   
05:54am 25/02/2005
  i have 2 hours till class, and i finished my home work, so um i guess we can hang out or whatever, livejournal.so, um pictures.






back to circut bendeing and westside story.
 
     
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...the one that got away.   
04:58am 31/12/2004
 
mood: me in a downward cycle.
i have just returned from the pitkin county jail, where i recived a dui. my arrest was prompted by uriniating in public, and driviving with lights off. im sitting in the car getting pulled over, next to the 28 yr old fashion photograper man of my dreams, as he keeps telling my that i'm "so hot" for my calm and collected manner with the po. next thing i know, im doing field sobriety tests, being hancuffed and put into a cop car. 3 hours later, after teaching the old clerk how to use his own damn fingerprinting machineand being as docile as a doormooouse, my mom came to pick me up (caleld everyone i knew in town first, fuck you aspen). well, michigan, i dotn get to come say "sup" cause i have to use my ticket to come to my court hearing IN ASPEN. fuck you .11 BAC. i did a pivot turn for you. i counted to 1 thousand 30 with one leg in the air. fuck you aspen police, i was totally investing in long term sex. fuck you aspen for ruining my joint. fuck you for interupting beck. whatever. i blew a kiss thru the window to my would have been love while handcuffed in the back of a cop car. whats hotter than that?
 
     
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01:50pm 29/12/2004
  number two loves me.  
     
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this is what i do   
04:28pm 25/12/2004
  my mom has these fake boob inserts. i like to take one sometimes and use it as a stress ball or something. its fun, kinda cute. my mom just called me into her room because she found a boob in the handle of a cabinet. i forgot to put it back.


dad, why the hell do you watch fox news?

"because its fair and balanced."

-merry christmas from aspen.
 
     
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12:46am 24/12/2004
  i got my grades.

my 2d is missing.

and maybe i should have gone to art history more often

poo poo.
 
     
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12:24am 23/12/2004
 
mood: stop it.
i accendentially denied frederic fekkai and the owner of k mart a handshake. i gave them the "one second im on the phone" finger.

i refuse to ever get a mullet, out of principle.

jenny holtzer must be shot.
::throws granate engraved bench::
 
     
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detours   
07:41pm 19/12/2004
 
mood: sexy
i took some xanax (compliments of the squirrel) on the train from new york to providence which, caused me to sleep through the providence stop. i woke up in norwood massachusets, faced with a lack of train back to the big p, and a 6 oclock flight to aspen. i had to take a 100$ cab back to providence in an imitation london cab with a driver in a newyork beanie and a kangol bucket hat who kept making me guess his nationality.

flash forward to minnesota, where i had to make a connecting flight to aspen. says the gate announcer: "we're looking for a volunteer to get off the flight. we'll provide hotel accomidations, meals, and a FREE ROUND TRIP TICKET ANYWHERE IN THE CONTINENTIAL US."

says me: "dad, im not comming home tonight."

i spent the night in a lovely smoking suite at the park in in bloomington, minnesota, next to the mall of america. i broke the shower, smoked resin, and danced around naked to the kinks.





all for you michigan. i think im comming home over my wintersession break. ::wants to come now:: ::yells at risd for only giving me 2 weeks::

and now, a few things from my crit from my lame drawing class:






i love that some of my best shit got thrown away. thanks risd.
 
     
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phucking awesome   
05:40am 14/12/2004
 
mood: fuck you dee
my 4-6 page english paper is 11 pages.

i have 140$ library fine for losing a book that isnt lost.

im being reviewed for couinterfieting tickets i didn't counterfit.

i have to steal my meals from the metropolitian despite having ample cash on the meal plan.

i spent the last 4 hours working on drawings i didnt need to work on.

i cant stop masterbating to horrible bland porn.

im pretty sure im losing my mind.

im positive im teetering on a drug problem.

cake refuses to leave me and my life alone.

i cant stop listening to sinead o'connor.





who would have thought it would come to this.
 
     
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3d final   
03:01am 09/12/2004
 
mood: phew
this is my final project for 3d



this is my 3d teacher



cute



root


just finished final project, one more paper, one more art hist quiz, one more final crit.
never thought id see the day.
 
     
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05:47pm 06/12/2004
  Friday, December 10th, 8:30pm

The Grow Room, on Okie St., off of Bath St. Right behind the Mall.

Neon Vomit
Majesty (Jason Anderson's Ode to Queen)
Forever 21
Jacob Berendes
Nat Baldwin
Sam Rosen and the Wikiki 500


Pizza party!
bring cash!
bring head!

show last night at transit st, was um, bizarre. everyone looked either really jewish, or like they went to jew camp, or brown. alec something and his accordian were pretty dope i guess. these 2 doods from ann arbor, jason voss and patrick elkins or something were umm. but jason had his strong points i guess, and the y were really nice (weird) and it was nice to seee people from michigan. we played alright, once agian it was a bizarre place, with jews. in other news, i partied with a bunch of swedes, brokedown twice, and i can make my gums bleed on command. nothing new, i want to die, and strangely, go back to ichigan. back to faulker and flannel,

ill try to come home.
i love you all, even if i never call you
 
     
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POLITICAL PHAMPHLET   
03:43am 17/11/2004
  a manifestio of the crusaders for microbiotic equality and biased truth, or, from the archives of poospicle jo

TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN:
THAT WHICH IS CONTAINED IN THE FOLLOWING "BLOG" IS A LIST, BOTH VERBALLY AND VISIUALLY, OF PHILOSOPHICALLY INTUNE, REVOLUTIONARIALY INOVATIVE AND MOBILE ORGINIZATIONS OF WHICH, I, MYRNA MINKOFF, AM BOTH FOUNDER, PRESIDENT, AND CHAIR.




Opponents of Metcalf Cafeteria Roast Beast Defecit and the Foul Texture of Phsilocibian



Political Friends of Flannel, Sleepovers, and Early Morning Window Gazing



Comrades of Reproductive Reform and the Foul Texture of Phsilocibian



First Snow Appreciation Society (LA Chapter)



First Snow Appreciation Society (Peurto Rico Chapter)

Society for Total Relization of Polaroid Technology

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a manifestio of the crusaders for microbiotic equality and biased truth, or, from the archives of poospicle jo

TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN:
THAT WHICH IS CONTAINED IN THE FOLLOWING "BLOG" IS A LIST, BOTH VERBALLY AND VISIUALLY, OF PHILOSOPHICALLY INTUNE, REVOLUTIONARIALY INOVATIVE AND MOBILE ORGINIZATIONS OF WHICH, I, MYRNA MINKOFF, AM BOTH FOUNDER, PRESIDENT, AND CHAIR.


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Opponents of Metcalf Cafeteria Roast Beast Defecit and the Foul Texture of Phsilocibian

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Political Friends of Flannel, Sleepovers, and Early Morning Window Gazing

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Comrades of Reproductive Reform and the Foul Texture of Phsilocibian

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First Snow Appreciation Society (LA Chapter)

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First Snow Appreciation Society (Peurto Rico Chapter)

Society for Total Relization of Polaroid Technology

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lyfe.   
01:57am 15/11/2004
 
mood: half open
the most up and down weekend ever.
friday night:
1st show, went well, peeps came. little wings was super fly. the guitarist told me that he "loved my voice, it's very endearing', and that i "have a great stage pressence". awwwww.

saturday night:
the blow at okie st super cute. we talked to the owner, and we're for sure playing there on the 10th of decembre. then to mudboy's b-day bash. out of control. i think i fucked up my ankle. finally at 6 am, after hours of being dance assaulted by that chick from the blow and every other indie rocker in providence, i realize that i can't find my backpack (1520's backpack) with my wallet, bowl, life.

Sunday:
fortuna spins this downward cycle until a phone call with the "lost and found backpack recoveery service" yeilds in my favor. valve opens. as im walking back from mudoy's i think:
"what would be the dumbest way to spend this money that i thought i no longer had?" so, passing by kennedy plaza i think, " hey i wonder if i could find any crack?" long story short, i got ripped off for 40 bucks. then back to jack and jame's where we wrote a song to rock the eons. then i watched tromeo and juiliet.
.
pictures from show to come, sometime, i guess.
 
     
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sup   
04:12am 10/11/2004
 
mood: awake
so its four am, and i cant sleep cause i'm nervous i wont be able to wake up for class tomarrow, today, bah, and i got an "unsatisfactory for my tardiness. so here we are, internet, alone atlast.
(i've been trying to avoid this style of post, but i'm out of mindless, self indulgent activities and "the pipe dream "is out of batteries)

so a summary:
school is fuckin tough. like, really really stressful.
my mornings involve joana/patrick waking me up, pumping marylin manson, and sorting adderol off princess di's face.
really sad black dice had to cancel, but animal collective was fresh.
flannel.
theres a cheesecake in my fridge that isnt mine and i could die i want it so badly.
im going to ny for thanksgiving, cause well, i dont really have a home, and at least there i have the most fun.
im moving to beruit.
dee snider keeps bringing hot chicks back home, and locks me out.
::skips any talk of feelings/wanderings/reflections/politics::




::eats cheesecake::
 
     
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01:48am 09/11/2004
  friday, the tap room, 7 pm

little wings
tiger saw
and
the first show of
forever 21

be there. be rock.
 
     
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sup   
05:01pm 07/11/2004
  ::makes generic picture post::

3d assignment

artist ball pre game




bathroom of trendy euro club "moda" which we were in process of defacing


1st forever 21 show this friday at the tap room. i forget who we're opening for. i'll get back with that.

i got a beta fish, his name is dee snider.
 
     
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a few things.   
01:52pm 30/10/2004
 
mood: AHHHHHH!
so you know how i was gonna be an apparel major?
well, i changed my mind. im going into FAV (film/animation/video)

the load records pick a winner dvd is out of control awesome. esp cause the screening coincided with my shroom peak.

1 of three lightning bolt shows this week done. 2 more. dope!
i think im gonna take my mom to the one on weds.
it'll be cute.

i'm off to go redo an effing 40 by 50 egon schielle replica drawing, make some music, and lose a little more of my mind.

word up.
 
     
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i posted 5 mins ago, but i cant sleep   
02:47am 25/10/2004
 



::goes on hunt tomarrow for good and recent pix to post.:: im sorry.
death to life.

bed.
 
     
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02:23am 25/10/2004
 
mood: whore
back from another hedonistic binge weekend in new york. no pictures, which makes me cooler.::transfers to any school not in providence::
big week:
black dice
wolf eyes
lightning bolt
english paper
3 HUGE assignments due

lame to the last two. props to the formers.

i forgot to buy a penis.

so the infant band needs help with a name, your turn, the internet, to interact.
zephyr usa
seducuktronik
banannarama

pls help the cause, suggest or vote. think noise folk.

i end with this, ashlee simpson.
 
     
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03:03am 17/10/2004
  from now on, i'm rachel, the girl who wears a penis.  
     
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