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[Sep. 7th, 2006|10:11 pm] |
yeah i went to doctor a long time ago.
there's a cyst under my nipple. fun right?
ONLY SHIT LIKE THIS WOULD HAPPEN TO ME. |
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| Nipple Update |
[Aug. 27th, 2006|12:14 pm] |
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doctor's appointment on tuesday.
pssibly INFECTED GLAND.
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| NETFLIX |
[Aug. 3rd, 2006|06:19 pm] |
all i fucking wanted for today was to sleep for 10 hours (which means until 4:00 pm) and watch SECRETARY, starring maggie gyllenhal, about a secrety and her bosses' sadomasochistic sexual relationship. but no.
ryan, my queef inhaling brother had to wake me up at 11. ELEVEN! and then again at 1. ONE! how dare he not let me get my ten hours. when i'm awake all he does is bitch and complain so all we do is fight, so why is it that he is SO intent on waking me up just so we can hurry up and slice each other's throats? anyways, i got up. read the CHRISTINA RICCI article in premiere magazine, WHO I DISCOVER HAPPENS TO BE DATING A THE UGLIEST DOUCHE BAG IN HOLLYWOOD: ADAM GOLDBERG. why christina? WHY? we've had this relationship since i saw you in THE ADDAMS FAMILY WHEN I WAS TWO YEARS OLD. i'm sure that fucking adam goldberg hasn't worshiped you since *he* was two. anyways i ate some breakfast and watched the hilariousness that is amanda bynes in SHE'S THE MAN.
that ended, so it was time for my netflix movie to be watched. YEY! secretary! maggie gyllenhal and her cute indie goodness, in a jet black comedy that I HAVE WANTED TO SEE FOR THREE FUCKING GODDAMNED LONG YEARS (i'm finally allowed to see what ever i want, becuase my mom finally realized that nothing could disturb me in any way, and i'd just see it secretly anyways). so i stick it in the dvd player.
"DISC ERROR. CANNOT BE PLAYED" so i take it out and examine it more closely. THERE'S A BIG CRACK IN THE DISC. NETFLIX, HOW INCOMPETENT AND LAZY CAN YOU BE? I WAIT THREE DAYS FOR THE MOVIE TO COME IN INSTEAD OF THE ONE DAY SHIPPING THAT YOU GUARANTEE, ONLY TO HAVE A DAMAGED DISC. IS IT SO HARD TO CHECK FOR DAMGES BEFORE YOU SEND IT? HMM? OR WHERE YOU TOO BUSY COUNTING ALL YOUR MILLIONS WHILE *YOUR* SECRETARY GIVES YOU A SLOBBERY BLOW JOB UNDER YOUR DESK?
ALL I WANT IS TO SLEEP 10 HOURS AND WATCH A MOVIE. is that so much to ask for? HUH? IS IT?!!!!!!!
god has cursed me. i hate my life. |
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| MY DEFORMITY/ TUMOR UNDER NIPPLE |
[Aug. 3rd, 2006|01:42 am] |
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NORMAL:
RETARDED:
and it looks WORSE in real life.
on the bright side, look how tan i got. OH, and that little spot on my side, is SIGMUND: my third nipple.
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| i'm in love |
[Aug. 2nd, 2006|03:31 pm] |
i'm in love. i was at my shrink's office ealier today, and there she was. MY SOUL MATE. she was gorgeous. she was reading THE PERKS OF BEING A WALLFLOWER, now although i have never read that book and never intend to because i think it's a trite mess, it shows that she's literate and likes transgressional fiction.
she was preppy, but stylish none the less. she was a brunette. and she is obviously crazy. anyone who knows me should know that i have a thing for unstable girls who will hurt me and break down at some point and then i hold them and blah blah blah. you could just tell she was an ice queen, and you know that i live for ice queens.
GOD PLEASE LET HER BE AT MY NEXT APPOINTMENT SO I CAN JUST LOOK AT HER, I MEAN, I'LL NEVER HAVE THE GUTS TO START A CONVERSATION WITH HER, SO HAVE HER TALK TO ME. PLEASE! I'LL PRETEND THAT MARY WASN'T A VICTIM OF SPOUSAL RAPE ON ACCOUNT OF JOSEPH. REALLY, I'LL PUT THAT THEORY ASIDE!! amen. |
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| i'm deformed |
[Aug. 1st, 2006|03:48 am] |
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yes. my right nipple. it puffed up a few weeks ago. i thought it would just go down. NOT SO. when i thouch it, you can feel that there's a hard round mass of SOMETHING under it. a tumor perhaps? or was i lactating and some milk hardend underneath. ODD, I DON'T REMEMBER GETTING PREGNANT.
here come the scary part, there was this clear watery discharge coming out of it. HONESTLY. i'm severly deformed. it's hideous. it's frightning. ANY ONE WILLING TO FORK OVER SOME CASH FOR NIPPLE AUGMENTATION?
i'm sure you don't want to read any of this, and i highly doubt anyone is reading this other than myself anyways, but that's just too bad because i had to let it out, so when i die, i wont be smaking myself for not telling anyone about this grotesque mutation. |
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| Blah |
[Jul. 31st, 2006|11:38 pm] |
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alex said i should get one of these. i had one in like 7th and 8th grade. myspace blog is not cutting it. and i need a place to write. so candace came over and we watcher the party monster documentary. that's like the 6648783573454854567654765475th person i've introduced to the late 80's/early 90's club scene. whatever.
Last night i finally started writting "Uncle Adolf". it's geli raubel's last diary entree before she shot herself in the head, a long suicide note. she was hitler's niece and lover. he liked her to piss on his face and do every thing he told her too. blah blah blah. at least i'm getting something out. |
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