The Age of Backwards

i'm really stunning, y'know, and people have told me that they are often struck temporarily blind by the brilliance of my smile. my mom congatulates herself daily for helping to enhance the world by bringing me into it. my friends, when they see me approaching, are like, "(sigh) here she is, oh, how we are blessed and fortunate!" it really is unbelievable how i managed to retain my humility and 'aw-shucks'ness that endears me so to everyone.

Friday, December 19, 2003

naw...it's:hi! i'm da dumbass who took bus #61 instead of #67 coz the 1 and 7 is so ol skool that they look alike
how can i even begin to be mad at that? so endearing. kakaka! anyways so this month's the fantastiko da's birthday. we would like to wish her a HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! and again, i am violating her blog. i, being harm. da, you're going to get mo presents from me and naz after ktv night tmrw hor. coz we have zero cashflow right now. no worries, i'll be bringing a 'door gift' with me tmrw. i shall have to prepare myself for some britney/mariah overload. uuurgh. maybe it'll be a good idea to bring my CD player. can you tell that i'm trying my hardest to contain my enthusiasm? yes you can! yes you can! but you know i'll be where the booze's at, right? that's all i'm looking forward to and seeing yo oh-so-beautiful face light up when you get yo 'door-gift' from me. heh heh heh.

Tuesday, December 16, 2003

i'm violating yo blog because i am bored. why can't i write on my blog? i think i've write enough on that piece of shit. come let's talk about how you gonb after you turned 19? heh heh heh. da, motherfucka, do something to yo blog lar before i do something really really heinous to it... like a julian casablancas shrine or something. shitass bored! been reading acidlogic.com eversince 9am, ballz. and well i've never thought too much clever sarcasm/satirical anecdotes could actually kill me. but it just did. da, must soundcheck the star spangles. they are so goddamn disorganized, man. but that's why i like them so much. you know what i want for christmas? for the spangles and strokes to start brawling in that godforsaken mercury lounge. then somebody set the place on fire and all those pretentious hipster fucks can mourn about how they lost their answer to CBGB. fuck fuck fuck them yanqui 'uns! will you hate me, da? fo violating yo blog which you don't update, driving everyone nuts, though you don't think people actually read yo blog. huh? huh?