beware: cyber neanderthals on the loose
i'm in the midst of fixing...breaking actually...copy machines. good thing i have only a few days here...my salary can't even cover all the appliances that are no longer functioning. hmm... readers beware of certain areas of blogville that are currently being overrun by neanderthals... be wary of writers with odd letter names associated with he who is identified by facial hair...
currently my cousin (the faithful chabad secretary here) and I are iming like mad trying to figure out how to get this smoke reeking Timberland wearing Israeli (puke puke) to stop playing and breaking the copy machine...gag gag* head out of window... losing oxygen...
moving to more blissful thoughts. i never considered myself a material girl...yet yesterday at Bloomie's i saw a nanette lapore (who is definitely way in) piece that was absolutely beautiful...list price: 600 dollars. geez louise... goin to bloomie's is like going to a hands-on version of the guggenheim. maybe i should buy some lottery tickets...or take the shorter route... go find myself a rich boy. further gagging...we need a bouncer in this place for Israelis in hiking boots that clean out CH chimneys... shawna wants me to describe my spinach soup. it's green. it's lumpy. it looks like a science project gone way wrong. it's delicious. it's lunch.
currently my cousin (the faithful chabad secretary here) and I are iming like mad trying to figure out how to get this smoke reeking Timberland wearing Israeli (puke puke) to stop playing and breaking the copy machine...gag gag* head out of window... losing oxygen...
moving to more blissful thoughts. i never considered myself a material girl...yet yesterday at Bloomie's i saw a nanette lapore (who is definitely way in) piece that was absolutely beautiful...list price: 600 dollars. geez louise... goin to bloomie's is like going to a hands-on version of the guggenheim. maybe i should buy some lottery tickets...or take the shorter route... go find myself a rich boy. further gagging...we need a bouncer in this place for Israelis in hiking boots that clean out CH chimneys... shawna wants me to describe my spinach soup. it's green. it's lumpy. it looks like a science project gone way wrong. it's delicious. it's lunch.
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arrrghhhhh me angry (beat chest). me no fault me hairy face. me damn god uncle did it. me hungry. me see little edible retard on blog. arghhhhhh (beat chest) fee fi fo fum. me get stupid nephew stuck in moustache.
a point to ponder... perhaps write about...
http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/crocodile_blood_dc;_ylt=AizLAWeNoKsCWIIU29Jao3gDW7oF;_ylu=X3oDMTBiMW04NW9mBHNlYwMlJVRPUCUl
hey look, we don't need men anymore.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/science/nature/4228992.stm
chanale, ha ha ha. you must be really excited about this discovery!
oh the life of the misunderstood. always wondering what went wrong. expressions misread, dreams supressed.
oh the life of the fugitive. the dark alleys are home. furtive. quick dashes. living a life of surnames and pseudonyms.
oh the life of a the undesired. drinking alone. dreams of high bridges. watching the light at the end of the tunnel slowly dim...
nu!11111
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