Sunday, November 7, 2010
oh boy.
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
It's been a busy month. Work, a weird show, hanging out, summer boners, vasectomies...etc, etc...
We are thinking of moving to Germany. If it happens, it would be the end of the year. The problems are really just getting our massive books, a fat cat and neurotic pug over there. Everything/one else seems to be on board. I'd have to learn german pretty quickly if Im going to continue school there. Or I could just carry around Mein Kampf and point to it a lot. Same thing, right?
Also, this happened recently:
I went thrift shopping with a friend and she tried on a Victorias Secret onesie? and I had to snap the crotch in front of an old person. (Notice that I said "had" like I had no other choice.)
I didn't.
The show came out weird. I rushed everything and I wasnt sleeping because bozo was in Germany and I only ate Target hotdogs and took nyquil with lattes. It was a lot of upside down heads and rainbows and horse people. Yeah, weird.
Anyway. Speaking of Burgertime.... He is so FAT. I thought it was funny for a little while to only feed him this type of cat candy called Beachside Crunch for like all his meals but now I feel like a jerk. He's gained like 20lbs in a 3 weeks. And now there is no not-feeding him. Look at the size of his head compared to a toddler:
WHAT! It's so big. One weekend I tried to put him on a one meal a day diet and I found him sitting on our dryer with the blind cord around his neck. Wtf is his problem.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Saturday, March 20, 2010
I made a fancy dinner for Will and I last night and all my stomach kept thinking was "This is not cereal." Lasagne with bolognese sauce and creme fraiche. It took like 3 hours to make and it was pretty good... Even better is that I asked Will-tard to put it up before we went to bed and he just left it out on the counter all night. Swoon!
Anyjew, this is how it looked before Stupid ruined it:
We tried to watch Sleepwalkers while eating but I ditched out early. I had like 3 VHS tapes when I was 14 or something and watched them over and over because we didn't have cable. Sleepwalkers, Last of the Mohicans and Drop Dead Fred. I kinda remember stealing them from my Uncle George's closet but that may have been porn tapes. I can't remember. What's interesting is how perfect these three movies sum up my current movie tastes.
Anyway. Sleepwalkers. I came home after work today and continued watching. I am pretty sure its been about 5-10 years since Ive seen it last. It was totally mind fucking... again, I guess.
You know, the primary reason that the opening of Sleepwalkers bewilders us viewers is that it features Mark Hamill sportin' a Tom Selleck mustache while hes trying to tread his way through a suspended forest of mutilated cat carcasses. When I first watched it I remember I kept going back and forth between the realization that somebody in this film really hates cats and asking myself " Is that really Mark Hamill?"
Friday, March 19, 2010
Today is the 19th of March and I have still not recieved my oversized poster of Carl Weathers. I want to put it over my bed so that when I fuck my boyfriend I will be scared out of my fucking mind.
You know, ... cause he's black and stuff.
Speaking of Weathers, I recently found out there were a series of documentry/ shorts made about the predator movies that went straight to video. There are like 5 of them or some shit. One's called Predator: The Unseen Arnold. I want all of these. I want all of these and maybe spend the rest of my life making more.
anyblood.
I hope to have drawings up soon. I have a few other things that I want to get on here, too. Hopefully I will have the whole site up and running by the end of the month. Crossed clitbones! You can't wait!!
I had this dream last night that I fucked Matt Damon and Barrak Obama and then they fucked each other. I woke up and looked at my sleeping boyfriend and had this idea to beat the living shit out of his body and see what he would do. Like... would he break-up with me? I am always asking him to what extremes he would break up with me over. So far... I could push it as far as hiding glass or poop in his food or slam a metal pipe on his thigh.
Not really.
ps. Does anyone remember a movie with these dolls that like came to life but not like scary dolls but like cabbage patch looking dolls and they were in this imaginary land in this girls closet and everyone was made out of foam or something and they would only come out in this girls dreams or whatever? I remember watching it when I was like 8 and eating cake batter and watching the movie not knowing if I had just seen it or imagined it. I really hope its real. I wish I could remember what it was called! Help!
-L
P.P.S:
yes!