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[23 Nov 2006|01:44am] |
Look over the following list and see how many of these things you have done. But you have to add up the money amount along the way, then post the amount that you are as the title of the post.
Smoked pot -- $10
Did acid -- $5
Ever had sex at church -- $25
Woke up in the morning and did not know the person who was next to you -- $40
Had sex with someone on MySpace -- $25
Had sex for money -- $100
Ever had sex with the a Puerto Rican -- $20
Vandalized something -- $20
Had sex on your parents' bed -- $10
Beat up someone -- $20
Been jumped -- $10
Crossed dressed -- $10
Given money to stripper -- $25
Been in love with a stripper -- $20
Kissed some one who's name you didn't know -- $0.10
Hit on some one of the same sex while at work -- $15
Ever drive drunk -- $20
Ever got drunk at work, or went to work while still drunk -- $50
Used toys while having sex -- $30
Got drunk, passed and don't remember the night before -- $20
Went skinny dipping -- $5
Had sex in a pool -- $20
Kissed someone of the same sex -- $10
Had sex with someone of the same sex -- $20
Cheated on your significant other -- $10
Masturbated -- $10
Cheated on your significant other with their relative or close friend -- $20
Done oral -- $5
Got oral -- $5
Done / got oral in a car while it was moving -- $25
Stole something -- $10
Had sex with someone in jail -- $25
Made a nasty home video -- $15
Had a threesome -- $50
Had sex in the wild -- $20
Been in the same room while someone was having sex -- $25
Stole something worth over more than a hundred dollars -- $20
Had sex with someone 10 years older -- $20
Had sex with someone under 21 and you are over 27 -- $25
Been in love with two people or more at the same time -- $50
Said you love someone but didn't mean it -- $25
Went streaking -- $5
Went streaking in broad daylight -- $15
Been arrested -- $5
Spent time in jail -- $15
Peed in the pool -- $0.50
Played spin the bottle -- $5
Done something you regret -- $20
Had sex with your best friend -- $20
Had sex with someone you work with at work -- $25
Had anal sex -- $80
Lied to your mate -- $5
Lied to your mate about the sex being good -- $25
...hehe....
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| WE ARE IN LURVE!!! |
[27 Oct 2006|02:15am] |
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mood |
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calmness..... |
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music |
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sumo singin' |
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slow lids slide.....fall over you. swollow you. devour you.become you.
dainty doll. cradles man. we are sleeping. you are typing.
your mind sculpting.my heart swimming.
buttered palms. winged thing.
it adds up when we subtract
everything else.
everyone else.
and lay.
at dusk.
at dawn.
naked
calm
one
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| cant stop the wigglin' |
[08 Oct 2006|02:40am] |
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mood |
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 bouncy |
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music |
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cyndi lauper 'girl's just wanna have fun'.... |
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drunk nights...tanned arms...giant lollypops....hair cutting action..and so many polaroids as evidence..mmmmm
cant wait for some romancing with my boy when i get home though......mew....missing kisses
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| swollen liver blues |
[07 Oct 2006|05:10am] |
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mood |
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missing my babyo |
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music |
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gorillaz....woop woop |
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i never thought i'd get sick of drinking.......
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| love is.... a tummy full of foccacia |
[29 Sep 2006|12:00pm] |
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mood |
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 ....hungover |
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music |
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tv on the radio |
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a week of trashy magazines...drinking in the afternoon, pigtails and shortskirts
playing nurse for my sore swollen lover....
to brisbane on monday.....brace yourself.... hehe
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| this is love that im feelin' |
[08 Sep 2006|04:46pm] |
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mood |
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drunk squeeeeks |
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music |
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pj harvey, baby..... |
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a little stain
a little reminder
hearts pulpatations
draw me closer to you
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| the song says 'being sad is a full time job'...so i resign |
[03 Sep 2006|01:26pm] |
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mood |
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 ....full of lasagne |
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music |
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the knife |
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....such an intense week.
one slow breath.
one whole heart.
....sickness has subsided.
warm ur flesh in my moonlight.
drink from the honey river.
i'll help you find it.
i'll draw you a map.
immunity in our open wounds.
healed up.
sealed over.
no more weakness..
no more head aches...x
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| good bye winter days....mew |
[31 Aug 2006|07:35pm] |
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mood |
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light headed |
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music |
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flaming lips |
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my stomach shrinks small, then bubbles up with alcohol
(who needs food, really?)
legwarmers are the key to happiness
bass guitar is the funnest, sexiest toy ever.
red cordial vodka keeps me up til wee hours
talking in bed, i want limitless nights,limitless hours by your side
tired eyes with a heart still a-thuddin'
full hours feel less empty...
lub dub lub dub
each heart beat sent on a little missile,
on a paper aeroplane into space
..... i heart blinky.....
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| EMPLOYEE OF THE MONTH |
[20 Aug 2006|12:55pm] |
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mood |
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jubilant |
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music |
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the drones |
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The most surreal instalment of cloak room duty occurred on friday nite.
I am bored. drinking pint glasses full of gin and cranberry.
a drunk blonde with wide eyes came to me to get her bag back at around 1am.
'do you want some coke?'she asks
i can'thear her properly...
'ok' i said
she proceeded to try and rack up lines on the desk.
' we cant do it here, my manager will come in any moment'
'oh' she says.
like clockwork, 5 minutes later he comes in. he laughs. she has pulled up a chair next to me and is sitting behind the desk. she is talking to a customer who has just come in to get his coat back. she is telling him she will dance for him for $5.
i am thinking..'fuck.i am going to get fired'
my manager says ' im not paying both of you' laughs. and walks away.
'do you want a pill then?'
'yea, sure' i say
she hands it to me. i bite it in half and give it back to her. it has crumbled into two halves into her hand.
'i dont even like pills'she say. giving back another quater.
'thanks' i say
'do you want to listen to my ipod?'
'sure' i say
her eyes are huge.still swollen, moonless lakes.bloodshot and blue.
i am drunk and i keep looking at the blue pigment of her glasses.
she is so high and wasted she keeps skipping tracks after 30 seconds. she tells me the same things over and over again.
'do you want some speed? we can do lines here.i dont care'
i explain to her we cant. 20 minutes pass.we are talking. customers come in. she flirts with them.
she has a habit of winking evry few minutes,no matter what i am saying.
she is attractive but keeps saying ' no doubt' in response to things.
this isn't so attractive.
eventually she calls her friend and organises where and when they are meeting up.
i make sure she is going to be ok to get in a cab.
she says she will be fine.
we say goodbye and then she leaves.
'ok' i think
'okaaay.......'
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[18 Aug 2006|04:42pm] |
wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
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| waterlogged anatomy |
[18 Aug 2006|02:23pm] |
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mood |
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mellow |
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music |
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pj harvey!!!!! |
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....little fish big fish
swimming in the water
come back here, man
gimme my daughter....
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| manda's day off..... |
[16 Aug 2006|12:32pm] |
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mood |
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calm |
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music |
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fleetwood mac, nick drake |
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asleep...woken by stretching paws
sunlight mistaken for clouds
curled around a heater
watching pj harvey
drinking sweet tea
washing the dishes in an oversized shirt
a tightness in my throat
an unexplained sickness that washes over
and retreats like a rolling white wave
vomit that tastes of honey
my nostrils flaire
grey eyes curling over my refection
dizzy then elated
is this the euphoria that bulimic models feel...?
wash away this skin
striding into a sunny windy day
nick drake in my headphones
feeling like caramel
tired and calm
my insides a humble sleeping knot
think i'm going to go swimming....
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| why am i so easily dishearted by you?? |
[14 Aug 2006|08:04pm] |
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mood |
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meh |
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music |
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mix tapes...... |
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burnin face
stomach swells
paint me as a landscape
prove me wrong
drowning like a ragdoll
in your frozen sea
papercuts from landmines
the sound of her breathing....
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| dance little kitten, dance |
[13 Aug 2006|01:06pm] |
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mood |
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crashing down..oh god.... |
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music |
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the knife |
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.....oh god. sundays at work are a world of pain...
......world of pain......too much party.gin, zombie rockabilly punks and horrible tasting candies....urrrg.
damn u jason and butter for being in bed still, sleeping all cute like.
my only consolation is a bowl of corn, straight from the can....mmmm..corny goodness
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| the wind keeps blowing me backwards... |
[09 Aug 2006|04:40pm] |
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mood |
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 nostalgic |
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music |
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rasputina, the cramps |
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...it is my great realisation that i should try and be more like my mother and less like my father....
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