Nigmimilove: hello
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: waah
Nigmimilove: waah?
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: one large zoloft shake with extra valium ice cubes please.
Nigmimilove: mmmm
Nigmimilove: frozen valium
Nigmimilove: I'm more in the mood for a meth smoothie, with benzedrine shavings
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: or perhaps a double decaf mdma latte with thc syrup and lsd whipped cream
Nigmimilove: although I just got an email saying I should buy some WAGRA, AND WALLIUM
Nigmimilove: maybe that would frost nicely
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: huh-larious.
Nigmimilove: man, i totally want a mocha now
Nigmimilove: thanks a lot vanessa
Nigmimilove: although the song playing on my computer keeps on saying "just say no"
Nigmimilove: damned techno
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: yeah but i've given you 'huh?larious' and 'dram-ugh!'
Nigmimilove: yes, yes you have
Nigmimilove: dram to the UGHNigmimilove: where can I send you an mp3?
Nigmimilove: what email address?
Nigmimilove: it's very important for you to hear this song right now
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: no.
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: it's very important for me to jump out the window and flee screaming and yammering across the rooftops.
Nigmimilove: like spiderman?
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: no
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: nooo
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: more like
Nigmimilove: hmmNigmimilove: like hellboy?
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: naw
Nigmimilove: who else yammers across rooftops?
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: more like, if you opened your apartment door after a night of hard drugs
Nigmimilove: why would I do something crazy like that?
Nigmimilove: hard drugs make me want to hide in the basement
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: and you discovered that the cockroaches had gotten into your special secret store of Viagra, Miracle Grow and steroids
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: and you realized that you were witnessing the beginning of the end of humanity
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: so you ran past the
Nigmimilove: and it was ALL YOUR FAULT
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: no, obviously it was all a MAN's fault
Nigmimilove: MUTANT HORNY BUFF COCKROACHES ARE COMING!
Nigmimilove: somebody, quick, get a towel!
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: so you ran past the rampaging raging engorged nineteen-foot stinky hairy filth-gobbling preverbal appetite on six legs
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: leapt out a window (not pausing to pick up your ipod)
Nigmimilove: gah!
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: and ran off across the rooftops, consumed with unutterable loathing, horror and the need to pee, obviously, and smoke a goddamn joint.
Nigmimilove: hahaTrout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: more like that, than like spidey.
Nigmimilove: interesting
Nigmimilove: so you're saying it's batmansesque
Nigmimilove: I can see that
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: yesNigmimilove: you know what you need?
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: and also somewhat more rich-media advertising related.
Nigmimilove: a cape
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: no.
Nigmimilove: booster gold?
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: what i NEED
Nigmimilove: is to listen to this song
Nigmimilove: sorry
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: is candy-coated ecstasy, a giant water pipe filled with goverment grade dank buds and a check from the nice folks at Mega Millions.
Nigmimilove: honey, are you having a bad day?
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: yes, love.
Nigmimilove: (aren't men so insensitive sometimes)
Nigmimilove: do you want to talk about it?
Nigmimilove: what time are you leaving the office?
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: i am never, ever, ever actually 'leaving' the office.
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: at 6pm i am having drinks with a contact at Yahoo!
Nigmimilove: excellent
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: at 7:30 I am going to an AOL party
Nigmimilove: with C.?
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: and at 9pm I am going to do the rooftops thing.
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: oh shit
Nigmimilove: ?
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: yes
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: bunch of girls warming her house
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: with cards
Nigmimilove: aww
Nigmimilove: flowers
Nigmimilove: acetalyne
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: but of course since they're media people, i can't lie down on the floor and grab biggie handfuls of my flubber and wobble them and scream and cry and then get drunk and fuck a coupla-three-four likely-looking strangers
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: ...right?
Nigmimilove: hmm
Nigmimilove: I don't think that's exactly why you can't do that
Nigmimilove: but if that's the first reason that comes to mind, run with it
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: why?
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: can you think of a better reason
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: i mean other than
Nigmimilove: andy?
Nigmimilove: STDs?
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: 'i've been responsibly taking my meds'
Nigmimilove: lack of flubber
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: 'the floor is kind of dusty'
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: 'all girls at party and i don't love the 'tang'?
Nigmimilove: no men at all?
Nigmimilove: what kind of party is that?Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: apparently the kind where i don't get lizzaid
Trout Ice Cream - now with more eyeballs!: oh, right. boyfriend. good point. um, i gotta go make a phone call. brb.
3.31.2005
3.30.2005
3.29.2005
3.21.2005
3.18.2005
3.14.2005
armageddon really ticked off
i am in a state of complete bitchface today. forget it. this planet would be better off without 99% of you people. sorry. my friends (friends!) are getting on my nerves. my boss is getting on my nerves. maybe the planet would be better off without me, too.
naah.
days like this i wish i could take the afternoon off and jump in a car and drive with the windows down and the music up till i got up some mountain where there were no people for a hundred miles and i can sleep on the porch and watch a purple sunset. i wish i could smoke a million cigarettes and ride a horse and braid my hair. i wish the subways were all aboveground, at least, so i could see the sky for more than sixteen minutes a day.
i can see the sky from my desk, if i lie down on the plushy gray carpeting beneath the desk and star up through the window at an 87-degree angle.
fuck you, fellow humans. i'm cheering for the apoclypse today.
(pause for generic prozac)
ok. anyhow i hope the recent photobloggage isn't wearing thin. i am in love with my digital camera and have been working so much that my parents have forgotten what i look like. pretty much the only people i've been speaking to are erik, karie and andy and i have to tell you that andy is being kind of, well, a total downer the last couple of weeks. i wish he could lighten up a little, i mean - look what's become of me... he can actually go from sleeping to furious in about two seconds. it had better not be status quo is all i'm saying. i do not love companionship enough already. people are making me want to move to one of those Iron Age-type Stargate planets.
fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
i am in a state of complete bitchface today. forget it. this planet would be better off without 99% of you people. sorry. my friends (friends!) are getting on my nerves. my boss is getting on my nerves. maybe the planet would be better off without me, too.
naah.
days like this i wish i could take the afternoon off and jump in a car and drive with the windows down and the music up till i got up some mountain where there were no people for a hundred miles and i can sleep on the porch and watch a purple sunset. i wish i could smoke a million cigarettes and ride a horse and braid my hair. i wish the subways were all aboveground, at least, so i could see the sky for more than sixteen minutes a day.
i can see the sky from my desk, if i lie down on the plushy gray carpeting beneath the desk and star up through the window at an 87-degree angle.
fuck you, fellow humans. i'm cheering for the apoclypse today.
(pause for generic prozac)
ok. anyhow i hope the recent photobloggage isn't wearing thin. i am in love with my digital camera and have been working so much that my parents have forgotten what i look like. pretty much the only people i've been speaking to are erik, karie and andy and i have to tell you that andy is being kind of, well, a total downer the last couple of weeks. i wish he could lighten up a little, i mean - look what's become of me... he can actually go from sleeping to furious in about two seconds. it had better not be status quo is all i'm saying. i do not love companionship enough already. people are making me want to move to one of those Iron Age-type Stargate planets.
fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
