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Thursday, September 4th, 2008
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| Subject: | walk up in the club, Im talkin' mad shit...walk up in the club, I'm 'bout to get my ass kicked |
| Time: | 1:56 pm. |
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I can 't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...off you
I can't take my eyes off you.
I can't take my...eyes...off you.
I've got some bruises
and spent up
all my salty water
what a god damned day
cast out with clean clothes
drilled and fillings
that'll be fifteen shillings, hey...
bones breaking in my head
such a weary day
no nap in sight
but then she wrote
'you love her'
and forgot, funny
then she said
'I love you'
and I forgot, forgave
she made the best talapia
don't even like fish
and flowers and wine
and it's all fine.
Yesterday was harrowing. Everything that could go wrong, did. The worst was getting a call from my Grandmother's sister saying my Grandmother had just driven herself to the hospital with severe chest pains [because all elderly women drive themselves to the hospital with severe chest pains instead of calling their niece to come get them...the woman's nuts]. Anyhow, I called out of work and Mom and I arrived as she was walking in; stayed there for hours while they did x-rays and whatnot. They finally determined it wasn't her heart, but she had broken a damn rib. She fell going to the bathroom in the dark the night before last and just went about her business until it got really bad yesterday morning. Jesus. She's okay though. They pumped her full of drugs and she was loopily flirting with a doctor who looked, quote, "like a young George Clooney". He sort of did, I'll give her that. I called her a cougar, lol.
There was a crazy, keyed-up drunk ghetto woman these two policemen brought in, in handcuffs. Apparently she had been pushed out of a car and they found her ktfo'd on the side of the street, drunk as a skunk at one in the afternoon. She was saying she would kill herself if they tried to take her back into the hospital...and kept screaming about how she would eat her own skin to death and eat her own body until she dies if they didn't leave her alone. Then in the back, there was an older white guy strapped to a table who yelled incessantly about how he was drunk, yeah, but he was a human being and how he was going to kill himself and didn't want to be tested on. Apparently, Portsmouth is teeming with completely wasted suicidal crazies who hurt themselves on a Wednesday afternoon. Who knew?
Well, once we got Grandma finally squared away, I was so tired I could barely see, but couldn't go to sleep, so I watched The Devil Wears Prada with my brother [lmao] while waiting for Alexis to be on her way home. I love that movie, okay? Love it. Ann Hathaway is gorgeous. Emily Blunt is marginally hot and Meryl Streep looks fucking good...not to mention the high fashion fucking overload.
Speaking of fashion, I made this little number the other day...and the picture sucks, but Im pretty excited about my new jumper dress. Ive been wanting to make one for a while. The fabric is this awesome acid-green vintage wool I got from a lady in St Louis.
I think I'm going to make a few more and see how they sell.
Gotta get ready for work. Oy.
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Tuesday, August 19th, 2008
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| Subject: | I put on for my city |
| Time: | 5:02 pm. |
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It's me. I'm alive. Here's some pictures.
( Let's see what we have tonight )
I love Marquis.
That is all.
Love,
|A|
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Saturday, July 19th, 2008
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| Subject: | clothing sale of dooooom |
| Time: | 4:01 pm. |
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Go buy all the nifty stuffs I made!
|A|
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| Subject: | I got a HEDGEHOG. |
| Time: | 10:13 am. |
| Mood: |  bouncy. | | Music: | |Nightbeast|Nightb0ast|. |
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I'm back!
...and I got a friggin' hedgehog!
Meet...
Quilliam von Pricklesworth
( More pics! )
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I'm aliiiiiiiiive...and in Saint Louis.
It's grandtastic and making costumes is so unbelievably rewarding.
I'm learning a hell of a lot as I go, which is great.
I miss everyone and fully plan to see everyone more once I get back.
I love you all.
|A|
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Thursday, March 27th, 2008
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| Subject: | I know all your favorite spots and tonight we will connect the dots... |
| Time: | 6:10 pm. |
| Mood: |  busy. | | Music: | |The Spill Canvas|All Over You|. |
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It's almost time to leave for St. Louis. Sunday, I'll get on the plane and be there by three in the afternoon.
I'm trying to visit with everyone and hang out some before I leave, so if anyone else around here wants to see me...come to the Wave tonight, because I'm really not available after that until I come home June 21st.
I'll have my laptop and internet, so I'll still be lj-in' it and especially myspacin' it when I have the time.
I'm really not up for writing a bunch of words right now, so I'll just show some pictures.
When I'm early for work, I...
and also...
Mirror foolery
My favorite white trash shirt...Motorhomes with sunrises....mmmm.
My woman, taking me out for my birthday. Lookit that eyebrow.
On my birthday, cute and sick in bed.
Pizza at Mom's
Don't try to take her pizza.
Perfect.
K. Done.
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Sunday, December 30th, 2007
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| Subject: | New Year's Clean-Up Sale |
| Time: | 1:43 pm. |
| Mood: |  awake. | | Music: | |Rise Against|The Good Left Undone|. |
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Yeah, it's me. Still alive...but without internet. Don't you hate it when the people in your building you've been lifting wireless from don't pay their bill? I've half a mind to go tell them about themselves.
Anyhow. I'm fine. Fantastic.
What's been going on:
-perfected making pants and shorts, so look for those soon
-managed to scrape together what I thought was a decent Christmas
-got a bunch of awesome things, many from my wonderful woman
-been sleeping better than ever
-got a concussion a few days before Christmas [still got a big ass knot on the back of my head]
-took lotsa pictures at Alexis's job. Very fun, gave some out to the family.
-I'm just sayin' girls, if you've never gotten to use a strap-on...please do it at least once. Then you'll understand.
-Got Grandma drunk before she passed out presents on Christmas eve, so that was hilarious.
-still crazy in loveeeeeeeeeee with the most beautful woman in the world.
-Seriously lacking in hours at the j-o-b's, but what can ya do? I'm calling the lady about the costuming job at the Virginia Opera in a few days and there's another project I've got to follow up on as well. Hopefully, everything will work out.
For now, though, I'm putting a bunch of stuff on sale. Take five bucks off any item and that's your price. Woohoo, so get to shoppin'.
 
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Saturday, October 20th, 2007
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| Subject: | ebay |
| Time: | 11:18 am. |
| Music: | |The Spill Canvas|Staplegunned|. |
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Doing well.
Pretty damned broke, but well.
Saw an incredible lecture on the Palestinian/Israeli conflict and social shock treatment.
Saw an even more incredible movie...you may have heard of it? Across The Universe? Yeah. Amazing.
Anyhow, I'm not online too much other than to occasionally briefly blog and promote my clothing, so heeeeeere:
I just put two hot tops up on ebay. Click on the pic to be taken to the auctions.
Also, there's a lot for sale at my lj shop, so go check it out, too.
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Tuesday, October 9th, 2007
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| Time: | 4:36 pm. |
| Music: | |Ani|You Had Time|. |
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So, tonight we're going to a lecture by this political/human rights activist. I've still got to look him up because Alexis just sort of mentioned it and I was much too tired to read about him last night. Apparently he's an ex producer for Al Jazeera, so I really hope no crazy patriots come in and shoot the place up. I'm pretty excited about it.
Last night was drunken pumpkin carving at Beth's with pumpkin spice ale. Very good. Mine was supposed to be Frank Zappa but turned out to look more like a crazy old man with a fu man chu. Nice. Alexis documented the whole thing, so there should be photos soon. Very good pumpkin seeds.
Oh, yeah, people...go buy some stuff.
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Tuesday, September 25th, 2007
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| Time: | 7:58 pm. |
| Music: | |Me' Shell Ndegéecello|Beautiful|. |
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Lots of shit's been happening, but I've been on the internet literally all day, so I'll just sum it all up:
-club drama including a minor lesbo fight
girlfriend's ex-girlfriend drama [which got semi and weirdly cleared up, I think but who can really tell, last night]
-working, working, working, cutting meat, selling ICP apparel
-boxed wine and hilarity ensues
-love, loved, loving, lover
-officially moved out of my parents' and in with Alexis
-road trip to MD with Pam, Richie, Brandi and Beth to see Crystal's new baby. It's totally hilariously caucasian and very cute
-living in an artistically supportive environment, so writing, drawing and sewing a lot more often...and I love that she hangs my art on the walls
She being Alexis:
Oh, and just for fun, here's some pics of me...drunk, with a forty of Schlits Malt Liquor. If you were ever in doubt that I am, indeed black, here's your proof...oh, and these are the only pictures I have while wearing the gorgeous Hello Kitty corset the wonderful ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) shadowbunny made for me!
 
Yes, so! Also, new clothes. A whole shitload of new clothes for sale. Click on either of these pictures to go look at the rest...buy, buy, buy!!
Other than that, I don't have too much to report. I'm just working, coming home to my beautiful woman, watching movies and doing domestic things. Getting a little restless, so I've got to go out sometime soon and do something.
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Thursday, August 30th, 2007
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| Time: | 9:17 am. |
| Mood: |  loved. | | Music: | |NIN|The Fragile|. |
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Me and my woman.
Star Wars outfit I made for her. Scandalous, I know. That's how I like it.
That's all.
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Thursday, August 16th, 2007
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| Subject: | Haemoglobin is the key. |
| Time: | 9:09 am. |
| Music: | |Placebo|Running Up That Hill|. |
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pictured left to right: Brian motherfucking Molko, Stef, Anjle, Beth [not pictured: Anjle pissing herself]
They couldn't pose with us, but I was getting a picture no matter what.
I met Brian Molko...and I'm in love with a perfect girl. I could die happy right now.
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| Subject: | photo update |
| Time: | 4:38 pm. |
| Mood: |  content. | | Music: | |Daddy Yankee|Rompe Rompe|. |
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( This is me. )
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Wednesday, July 11th, 2007
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| Subject: | thinkin' on you in the final throes... |
| Time: | 9:10 pm. |
| Mood: |  lonely. | | Music: | |Amy Winehouse|Tears Dry On Their Own|. |
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I've been decidedly...not busy the last two weeks since I walked out of Zoots shortly after going into work in the morning. I just felt that working ridiculously long hours for mediocre pay in absolutely intolerable working conditions had ceased to be worth it and that at six thirty a.m., this particular morning, I'd much rather be barreling down the road with a beautiful woman.
Today is the first day in month I'll have not seen Alexis and I'm not too thrilled about it. It is nice to be home, though. I haven't seen my women nearly as much as I'd like to due to car and financial problems on just about everyone's part.
I started my new job today. It was pretty boring but anything is better than working for assholes fifteen hours a day in sweltering heat.
I saw Morrissey the night before last. It was amazing. Absolutely and totally so. It was exactly as amazing as The Cure and I never thought I'd say anything like that. Please, Please, Please, Let Me Get What I Want? Yeah, I fucking cried my eyes out. Even so, the best part of the night was going to Alexis' apartment and having her wake up and stumble in the bathroom as I was attempting to take my hair down. Yeah, down. In some fit of annoyance with my natural hair and further fueled by Winehouse on the cover of Spin, I decided a huge beehive with spiral curls down my back would be a good idea. You've never seen anything more fantastic than a sleepy, half-naked, gorgeous girl helping you wrestle pounds of fake hair off your head in the middle of the night.
That's it.
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Saturday, April 28th, 2007
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| Subject: | post mortem |
| Time: | 4:18 am. |
| Music: | |Damien Rice|Me, My Yoke and I|. |
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So now I...
drink with the ladies [hey, what's excessive anyway?]
have occasional sex with a girl [who's fond but not in love]
work at a completely unsatisfying job [hopefully not for much longer]
dance my ass off at the club like I'm actually sexy [Lexis thinks I am, ha]
crawl into her bed just to sleep [it's pretty cute, trust]
wear a wifebeater every day [because I'm a dyke]
listen to the blues [I will have sex to the Black Keys one day..]
am going to go to school [finally]
am on some sort of self destructive war path [but I'm having fun]
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Wednesday, April 25th, 2007
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| Subject: | and the worst part is there's no one else to blame... |
| Time: | 5:08 pm. |
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I am pretty ugly
And so empty
Quite exhausted
I am just so fucking tired...[yeah, you know why...]
I'm so work tired
dead-sex tired
hope tired
she's pulling my hair tired...[I'm biting my lips]
I've been drinking
we all have
it doesn't matter
drowning seems easier [and so does fucking...]
asleep in a big bed
with the pictures
it's so hot
I'm doing something stupid...[you've got me...]
Nothing I got's
gonna make you come
and my God
didn't give me a fucking thing.
Calm
Fitter
Healthier and more productive
A pig in a cage on antibiotics
I'm taking my last breath.
Every. Single. Day.
|Anjle|
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| Subject: | won't you stay a while to share my grief? It's such a lovely day to have to always feel this way |
| Time: | 9:44 am. |
| Mood: |  pessimistic. | | Music: | |Portishead|Wandering Star|. |
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A Victorian Killing
think I need this thing to function
I think I, fuck
this torture, I need it to live
I just can't get happy without it
I've never been
a smiling girl
with no pain in my heart
anymore, before very long
I get the itch
the crave
so I hit the streets and hunt
they've got 'em all in a row
lifting their skirts
just for me
already bleedin' down my thighs
but they don't come cheap
a million different kinds
ways, far as I can see
one with the sharpest little knife
and slick-greasy fingers
a kiss, no baby...
we don't have time for this
ain't payin' for a nice time
just fuck me, hard as you can
that's right, knew ya looked strong
drag me up that hill
leaves in my hair
monkey roots eat my blood
baby, take that hat off and
put on your shirt, I'm blind
lick it all up, faster
and take it back to her
can't let her know
don't tell her you told me
my wet was the best you ever tasted
my little candy shop...
god, you're fast and I love
it, done in under a month
that eclipse? I shoulda known...
the scene would end this way
and you just couldn't resist
freezing me in time
hear the shutter?
this is my last shudder...
At least this is bringing about some art [albeit mediocre]. That's got to be why I do it...I don't make decent art unless I feel like I'm dying and the words or paint or graphite are the air I need.
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Wednesday, March 28th, 2007
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I keep wanting to write about this.
I had words last night, but I drank beer and forgot.
I had them today, but work made me forget.
Something akin to this keeps circling around in my head:
Cairo may be on fire, but we'll put that to shame, and we did..
Hm.
Something about crawling and metal and sensitive skin.
I've had these black, purple and pink dreads in my hair for a few days and they still hurt like hell. It's making me even more disgruntled than I was to begin with. I had them in the first time we met and so I want them in for as long as possible this time. I'm crazy, nevermind me.
|A|
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Saturday, March 24th, 2007
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| Time: | 5:44 pm. |
| Music: | |Say Anything|Wow I Can Get Sexual Too|. |
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In case you've never seen me drunk, here's this:
That would be me, Karl and Crystal at the Wave on one of my very first nights being legally plastered.
In less jovial news, Alexis is...in love with her ex-girlfriend. It's really sad, actually.
You probably have no idea who Alexis is because 12-hour work days don't leave much time for compulsive lj-updates. A brief synoppsis:
Alexis is a girl.
I met her a month ago at the club.
We danced, and because I was quite intoxicated, we made out.
We texted ridiculously all the next day and it was cute.
We drank at her place the next night and uh, I spent the night.
We've seen each other almost every day for an entire month.
It was great.
We had sex, and that was great, too.
I got extremely attached and ignored warning signs.
She's in love with her ex and they are getting back together...apparently.
She wants to be friends...and for me to meet this other girl.
Um.........no. No, I don't think so.
You know that feeling when you can just sense love creeping up on you...like give it three or four more weeks and you are damn sure you'll be in love? Yeah.
Goddamn me.
Goddamn her.
We hung out last night because I'm attempting to go along with her plan of being friends. In all reality, I believe in the back of my head that I can charm the shit out of her and make her want me more than this other girl. Don't you just love how your heart can just totally smash all sense into oblivion?
Her friends kept referring to me as her girlfriend and it was very awkward. she invited me in and I said no and left. What an awesome life I lead.
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Tuesday, March 13th, 2007
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| Time: | 8:24 am. |
| Mood: |  cold. | | Music: | |Damien Rice|Me, My Yoke and I|. |
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A lot has happened in the past week. I just...can't explain it all now, so here's this:
I think
no
I know
no
I fucked up again
never gonna change
can't not
stay exactly
all the time
the same
my body's so tired
weary of
well, just of all
these nights
happenin' again
not serious, hey
hey, girl
what's that mean?
'cause i just
just don't know...
I'm a blind lover
stumbling, fall
well let's just say
this rye's got no
catcher
never a time
when it's
it can't just be
simple, sweet
like a dream
not for long
enough
for one full breath
guess I'm not good
great enough for that
even the words
come disjointed
these days
no flow, none without
a willing muse
save me with rice
and a really
really rather strong
drink, just please
cut the straw
'cause nothin'
not a thing I got
can make ya come
look at me
tears fter a week
typical fiend
the usual me
itching for the water
inside her mouth
that heat
maybe I'm just
no, surely I'm quite
rather insane
you'd do better
just to off me
right now.
I'm just crazy, as usual.
....yeah. And also, Molly. I got the fabric! Thank you so much! It is wonderful and that HK tape was very cute, I didn't want to rip open the package, hehe.
I called out of work today. I woke up with a massive shooting nosebleed. What does that mean? High blood pressure maybe? Awesome. I'm dying.
I want the ocean right now.
It is going to be a beautiful day and I wish I was going to be beautiful in it. I want to go get this girl I've been seeing and take her to the beach and take pictures of her beautiful face in the sun against the blue...but I had to be an idiot last night and now she'll probably never talk to me again...or things will be strange if she does. I don't know how I do it. I really know how to fuck things up quite well.
That's all.
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