Nov. 8th, 2001

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On my way to work it looked like someone hat hit one of the stoplights *really* hard...it wasn't just down, it was completely annihilated. (the wind's really screaming along, but it couldn't possily have done everything I saw...)

I feel a lot better today...had lots of minerals and nutritious gunk last night, so I'm no longer wading in the metaphorical pudding. (mmmmm, pudding...)
I'm still not sleeping so hot...(My fault last night, stayed up late jumping up and down to music to start my Winter Exercise stuff--basically dancing around like an evil hippie to fast music.) I started an experimental watercolor painting, and now I'm stuck on what to put for the focus.
I want to write a *lot* of BAD poetry...and I probably will...

Hi there!!
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a perfect day for playing a lot of Rasputina...

Go Here for cello-fun!!!
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There's a bunch of leftover Halloween rings in Education for kids...black and orange plastic skulls. Right now I've got one on every finger.
(near the fingertips, the sizes are very tiny.) It feels *very* strang when I type.

I'll have to take them home and find something silly to do with them; like press their happy little faces in clay or hang them from a small branch or something.

Ms Eff, dancing her fingers around the counter and scaring the Incredible Blinking Queen Amidala on her little shelf.
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Ode to Michael Jackson

Mikey, Mikey,
Bloodey Crikey!!,
Why oh why must it be,
that you've pasted your manicured mug on yet
another sadistic CD?!?!?!?

30 million's sure a lot to blow;
You'd have been better off spending your cash
on some Ben and Jerry's
Chocolate-Chip-Cookie-dough.

And though in year past I've not been your most avid proponent;
When I saw your CD cover, it looked like you were having
A Joan Crawford Moment.

Why, Mikey?!
Why must it be
that you've spliced in some Biggie Smalls
in your brand-new CD?!?
Stop reaching for manhood;
(Really, please, stop reaching--eew, you reached. Damn you!)
Stop plugging your name!!
Just stay in your Germ-Phobic, Rich-Crackpot page in the Howard Hughes Guestbook of Fame...

(If I disappear suddenly, you know who's responsible...*Imitates Michael Jackson yell*...)

heeheehee!

Nov. 8th, 2001 02:26 pm
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I have to buy this T-shirt!!!

Click me!

Ms Eff, kicking her heels and giggling.
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I got accosted in the elevator by a couple of
Jehovah's Witnesses. *Crack of wrathful lightnng*
There were two of them...one lady claimed to be blind and carried a cane, and asked me, "Do you want to stop War?" and since I was very obviously Staff, (they heard my keys jingle) I took it to be polite...of course it was a tract.

We don't allow solicitations where I work...it's a public place where people come to meet with their colleagues,relax, enjoy friends, and look at interesting things in the galleries. People in general don't want to be disturbed when they're trying to relax.

I quietly had a word with the chief guard on duty to let her know what was up...she shuddered when I mentioned the "Sweet Blind Old Lady." (The best thing to be if you don't want to get thrown out of a public space.) But she's on the case...and has this sweetly tactful way to toss people out on their ear. Meanwhile..I still have the tract. It offends me terribly. (I *don't* like people proseletizing at me. Or anyone else, for that matter.)

I haven't a clue how to make polls, so I will just ask you, my LJ palarinos, your opinions on what to do with it.

1: Burn it.
2: Jump up and down on it.
3: Tear it up into little pieces and flush it down the toilet.
4: Tear it into little pieces and put it into recycling with some cleansing salt so one day it will be a nicer piece of paper.
5: Burn it and bury the ashes under an oak tree so that it will nourish something.
6: Cut out bits to put in my new Zine in progress with weird little jabs at pop culture and Hello-Kitty stickers.

Or of course your own suggestions...I'm sure I'm missing something...

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