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Decoy:
He reminds me of a doctor I know in NYC, a friend of my brother in-law. Makes me laugh really hard, I love going drinking with him. He would do that crack thing, and the weenie, too. In fact, I bet he has.
(Tue Apr 16, 2002 - 7:12:09 pm)

Heruka:
The crack thing is kinds funny, in a juvinile sort of way. The weenie this is embarrassing. I've seen that done before, I felt ashamed for the person, considering obviously he felt no shame himself. Standards are relative, and some of us don't have them at all.
(Tue Apr 16, 2002 - 10:07:06 pm)

theo:
just want to know how people with multiple personalities fill out their census papers.
(Tue Apr 16, 2002 - 11:19:03 pm)

theo:
"I" jsut wanna know that iis.....
(Tue Apr 16, 2002 - 11:21:03 pm)

Myk Murphy:
went downtown tonight to scout a few clubs to play. it was fun, and a damn fine excuse to drink cider and beer.
(Tue Apr 16, 2002 - 11:46:33 pm)

Queenie:
ARRGHH! Emily's boyfriend is such an assclown. She calls me tonight going, "So is there any way I leave by eleven tomorrow night?" cause we're supposed to do this photo shoot, and I'm like, "Oh, honey, no. We don't even start until then" and she's like, "How about midnight?" and I'm like, "Not likely" and meantime her boyfriend is ranting in the background, hassling her about coming home late and all this shit. Fucking boys don't know how to be decent boyfriends. They're raving fucking morons. I already pushed this thing back a week because of her -- arggh. I only have two weeks to do this shoot as well as a shoot with the band and build the entire website from nothing. I can't start building the website until I have the photos. Madness! I'm so pissed!!
(Tue Apr 16, 2002 - 11:55:17 pm)

Queenie:
So I went and asked my hot neighbor if she would come in case Emily just doesn't work out. She's interested but reluctant because of the late hour -- she's got to get up early for work the next day.
(Tue Apr 16, 2002 - 11:56:13 pm)

(Wed Apr 17, 2002 - 1:28:51 am)

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(Wed Apr 17, 2002 - 2:50:00 am)

I'm watching you!:
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(Wed Apr 17, 2002 - 2:50:07 am)

I'm watching you!:
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(Wed Apr 17, 2002 - 2:50:26 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
Good morning. And may I recommend a Lounge Medal be (a) invented and then (b) bestowed on Cushca. For services rendered. Every day she tolerates the shittest of train journeys and doesn't sit down because out of the entire London transport system there's usually only one person who will give a knocked-up bird a seat. Consequently Cushca's little legs are never rested.
(Wed Apr 17, 2002 - 4:04:33 am)

Poetry!:
Somewhere else a dark & bloody ground, an April Witch with voice grown hoarse from years of singing in the dark

I knew her lonely touch only from waking in dreams, on a street not mine

I call your name Every time Head meets pillow, in waystation couchsurf rooms

Every candle lit for you, every star fallen in your name, every dandelion-seed freed, by breath or foot, cane or lawnmower-blade, to take hold & grow beneath your window
(Wed Apr 17, 2002 - 4:07:40 am)

Poetry in it's own rite!:

(Wed Apr 17, 2002 - 4:08:27 am)

Queenie:
I apologize. But that just makes me laugh and laugh! It's the ass-slapping that really kills me.
(Wed Apr 17, 2002 - 4:13:18 am)

Cushca:
It was my pleasure. And that's a nice poem.
(Wed Apr 17, 2002 - 4:14:37 am)

Queenie:
That's from one of Ed's teenage love poems of yore.
(Wed Apr 17, 2002 - 4:16:49 am)

Queenie:
I think I know who it was about, but I can't be sure. I think it was a girl he once described, years later and with the benefit of hindsight, as being "dumb as a sack of wet mice".
(Wed Apr 17, 2002 - 4:18:21 am)

Cushca:
How touching. Did you see that I have a new job?
(Wed Apr 17, 2002 - 4:19:47 am)

Mrs Dr GB:

(Wed Apr 17, 2002 - 4:25:55 am)

Queenie:
I didn't see, I haven't read the archives in a couple days. A good job, I hope?
(Wed Apr 17, 2002 - 4:26:40 am)

Queenie:
Keep that kitty away from Kermit. He's gettin' his groove back.
(Wed Apr 17, 2002 - 4:26:55 am)

Queenie:
Do you dare pronounce me hero
for never giving way?
For holding onto life, while stars
were falling every day?

Dust off the cobwebs
in my brain, & crown me
King
....of Fools,
(Wed Apr 17, 2002 - 4:31:46 am)

Queenie:
I'm away off, then.
(Wed Apr 17, 2002 - 4:33:48 am)

Heruka:
Another warm one. It's about time somebody teach a cat to do something. The most worthless animals on earth. They piss and shit in a box, it's the only thing they have going for them.
Good Morning. I seemed to have distured a spider, it ran out from under my desk and crawled up the wall, where it's not just sitting there. Even the lowly spider is of more use than the cat.
(Wed Apr 17, 2002 - 5:49:15 am)

Heruka:
Now just sitting there. Ugh.
(Wed Apr 17, 2002 - 5:50:34 am)

Cushca:
Get a glass and take it outside in the sunshine.
(Wed Apr 17, 2002 - 5:57:13 am)

Heruka:
The sun has yet to rise.. I'd give it another half hour or so. I was outside though, had to pick up the papers on the driveway.
(Wed Apr 17, 2002 - 6:05:46 am)

Heruka:
I don't mind spiders. They do a good service. Don't mind them at all. Till they bite my feet while I'm sleeping. I hate that.
(Wed Apr 17, 2002 - 6:16:12 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
Someone just told me they might turn into a spider and scuttle through the building. I was most afraid.
(Wed Apr 17, 2002 - 6:18:53 am)

Mrs Dr GB:
As for cats - that's the beauty of them. They're just whores. They loaf around, waiting to be fed and petted and groomed. If they want attention they'll allow you to be nice to them; otherwise you can piss off. Cats are great. You really know where you stand.
(Wed Apr 17, 2002 - 6:33:48 am)

Heruka:

(Wed Apr 17, 2002 - 6:41:28 am)

Cushca:
I'm right in the middle of the heavens. Right where I should be.
(Wed Apr 17, 2002 - 7:01:05 am)