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Chewing Wax:
Hi Sleepy
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:33:24 pm)
Queenie:
The more I listen to Fuzzy, the more I like it. His records are like that. You have to really take them in a few times.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:35:05 pm)
Cushca:
That record has been a source of eternal torment to me. I bought it in America and when I went to listen to it, I couldn't get the case open. Sleepy decided I was being hamfisted and tried to open it. She couldn't do it either. We deduced that it had been manufactured wrong and that the plastic had in fact been joined in all the wrong places so that it was impossible to open without using a hammer. Don't talk to me about Fuzzy.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:37:11 pm)
Chewing Wax:
That's funny
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:37:36 pm)
Queenie:
Yesterday Ken had to turn down a job because he knew it was something that he couldn't do on account of his back. This prompted him to wonder if he would be eligible for social security. How fucked up must one's back be?
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:37:42 pm)
Queenie:
My copy of Fuzzy arrived smooshed and broken. But the disc is OK.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:38:22 pm)
Queenie:
Hamfisted. Heh.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:38:31 pm)
Chewing Wax:
There is something wrong with your Portland mail. I don't know anything about disability.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:40:18 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Didin't Fed Ex run over your video tape? Are you cursed?
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:40:45 pm)
Queenie:
My niece gets SS and she's only six.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:40:56 pm)
Queenie:
I am cursed.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:41:17 pm)
Chewing Wax:
poor Queenie
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:41:29 pm)
Queenie:
This job hunting is so fucking frustrated. Yes, I could go work at the 7-11 or something, but I would just be replacing one stress (bills) with another (suicidal impulses brought on by really shitty work with really shitty pay). I swear... I want to work SO BADLY but I just can't find anything that pays well that wouldn't make me want to jab a pencil up my nose and into my brain.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:43:22 pm)
Queenie:
frustratING
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:43:32 pm)
Queenie:
The NAVY says I can have a fabulous career photographing our relief efforts in other countries. But they're probably looking for physically fit people who aren't afraid to fly.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:45:54 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Nah. It's the NAVY. You'll be on a boat. And if John Candy can do it, you can.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:46:37 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Basic Training I mean.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:46:48 pm)
Chewing Wax:
or is it a civilian job?
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:46:56 pm)
Queenie:
I don't fucking know. Doesn't matter. I don't wish to travel.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:47:51 pm)
Queenie:
An ex-boyfriend of mine is in the NAVY and they say he's gotten pretty fat.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:48:11 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Exotic ports of call? No?
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:48:17 pm)
Queenie:
Bleech.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:48:59 pm)
Chewing Wax:
I really porked up in the NAVY. They serve a lot of starch on the carriers.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:49:37 pm)
Queenie:
I didn't know you were in the NAVY.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:52:30 pm)
Chewing Wax:
That's right. I wasn't.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:54:38 pm)
Sleepy:
Show Queenie the pictures, CW. I'm sure she'd love to see them.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:54:38 pm)
Sleepy:
Snap.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:54:55 pm)
Chewing Wax:
The pictures of me in the Navy?
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:55:20 pm)
Sleepy:
1:54:38. We have to make a wish when that happens. It can be board lore. A lovely wish.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:55:37 pm)
Chewing Wax:
Are you off the phone? Is Cushca on her way back home?
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:55:45 pm)
Sleepy:
Those pictures, yes.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:55:51 pm)
Queenie:
I made my wish.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:56:16 pm)
Chewing Wax:
That's a very nice idea. I've made my wish.
(Wed Jan 16, 2002 - 1:56:25 pm)