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November 11, 2006
What a webby evening I'm having, really, two updates in one night. I find that the amount of responsibility in ones job is often disproportionate to ones power to change anything. The people who mainly read this page are very creepy. How do you feel there being all spy-y and creepy huh? Yes? Certain people asking people things and then thinking or knowing. Very cryptic. Boner, are you a?
Every day I'm hustlin' like they says in the parlance of our days. Oh and if you want to join my myspace page, go ahead and try it. myspace.com/annebot ha ha ha yeah that's right, cut and paste! I am too tired. I do web crap all day, this is the anti-page. is it also the meta game?
March 29, 2006
Just got back from vacation. California people love talking about Texans as much as Texans love talking about Californians. Know why? We are states that matter and we are at odds right now politically. The thing that surprised me was the amount of Texas assumptions. I do know that living here is very convenient and the portions of everything are large, from beer to briscuit, boobs to butts. Think about it.
Dude. This recent media acceptance reporting about gay teens is really touching. I want to be the first to tell the world I support gay toddlers and gay tweenies, even gay pre-teens becuase that's just who they are. I am totally ok.
October 9, 2005
Halloween timey time. Love it. Got to love it. Beat OU pusspanters at the football jobbery. I have enjoyed what I do. I would like to do more. Everyone has 100000000 projects in the folds when you own a house. I like that everyone freaked out over Rita and then turned a blind eye to other disasters in other parts of the world. Yeah, that's good 'ol compassion for ye. Ayeeee arrrrrr awwwww. meow
September 1, 2005
I live in a house I own. I have two cats/cars/lives? This hurricane business saddens me greatly.
May 27, 2005
This past weekend I accidentally attended a funeral of sorts. I went to the Austin Film Festival's screening of the late Mitch Hedburg's los enchiladas - needless to say there were guest speakers. I am glad that I got to see mitch's mom speak and his widow. It was a bit awkward however, when sitting 10 feet away, watching his mom open her heart to us, weeping and sharing those mom personal thoughts and feelings, almost in tears... then our nachos came. I'm watching tears and meaningful tributeswith a side of jalapenos? I had to tell val not to touch them until she got off the stage, just like Ali G says - RESPECT.
So watch those tribute screenings kids, genuine feeling and sadness is afoot.
February 2, 2005
Oh Bushy
Oh Bushy, you came and you sucked and we hate you. You won't go away..... Oh Bushy, your dumb and inept and wacko.This isn't the way....
That should be sung to the tune of that song I cannot remember the name of, Oh Mandy? I don't know. I have to figure that out. I will get back to you people. I realize I've written lots of virtual checks my ass can't cache, but GEEZE. I have a life too you know. I bought a house, Ibought a car, so many consumery things have to get done. At least I didn't join a cult or anything.... or did I?
November 28, 2004
Pranksgiving was fun this year, floaty good fun. Still depressed in passing with bush's supreme rule. I like the credentials for our new secretary of state, just marry your way into the crew gals (or 'crue for the very lucky - as in motley or ozomatli?). The future feels ok for me and my botness, but more pollute-y and goddy (not in the gold lame' way)<\ /p>
November 17, 2004
So many things to say about what's happened, so many things left unsaid. My life is fantastic, my profeSsional and private life have never been better. The only thing that sucks is obviously our GOVERNMENT. I never agreed to let this Country become Jesusland, many people didn't. I still believe there was a conspiracy, We all know it!I wish something else could be said to make us all feel better, there are no warm liberal fuzzies to feel.
September 1, 2004
Come on baby make it hurt so good, sometimes love don't feel like it should? Gonna hurt so good? I think that's a very polite hokey ass bondage song if you *really* listen to it. Lately the show Six Feet under has trapped me in it's web. I hate to watch too much tv as it is as close to larvae as one can get. But I just cannot get enough of that freaking show.
May this upcoming labor day weekend have sexy results??!?! Doesn't everything nowadays?! Why yes, if bots get involved. MEOW! Hissssssss
August 10, 2004
What's up my babies? My dushi's as they would say in Aruba. What a magical place Aruba is... What an UNmagical place the US is right now. I remember when things seemed so happy, so liberal, soooooo FREE. When did we become such religious right loving fuck nuts? I blame the media as many people do. Someone said to me the other day the media is TOO liberal. I nearly choked on what I was drinking. To say the media is too liberal is to say the sky is too unpolluted or that my ass is only SUPER hot.... Today's theme: mixed truths and corruption. I can take the sunshine and smother it with pain, I can see the sunlight and feel mocking disdain!!!
If Michael Moore is an ugly American than I am a super ugo-canadian. I have looked at some of the supporting web pages that accompany this flog and WOW they're out of date. My music tastes, pictures, etc. are just OFF, way off. I would try to fix it somehow but why? To love the new bot you must love the old! Four years of V&A MAGIC this September, I am stoked. Some people get hotter as they age, thank GOD I married one of them....
July something 2004
So glad to melt in this melting pot America! Loving Edwards and Kerry, what winners they are! Please note, if you scroll all the way to the bottom you will see this web log started around 9/11, eerie, yes!
June 24, 2004
FUCKIN' A I am so stoked to see Fahrenheit 911, that is going to be soooo good. I think that michael moore is a bit of a cheese head but he says what needs to be said. Someone called him unamerican for what he's doing and that is so very backwords to me. Isn't self expression and freedom the whole benefit to being in america?
May 27, 2004
Three day weekends dd = wicked. Oppression = not so cool. Every person can do something to stop the crap going on right now. Our bill of rights has become Bush's proverbial ass paper. Forever is gonna start tonight, once upon a time there was light in my life, now only BUSH in the dark. Nothing I can do? Total bush-eclipse would be smart. Go Kerry! Do your thang mr. andrew jackson lookalike, just win. We all want to breathe that pleasant breathe of liberal relief. Read salon news and support them, they do good work, so so good. Fuckin' A !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I really should do more with this page, but once apathy sets in and you do web stuff all day.... web atrophy begins!
Also - introducing Buckminster!
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April, good friday. 2004
so good yeah! good to be el botto!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am thinking about a new section for annebot.com, called "obitchuaries." I don't know if the title is self explanatory or not, but it is to me! Perhaps I'm bot-centric, but what other way is there to be? I still hate president bush and apparently felt the same way more than three years ago.
I am learning in my young life that some people DO think of menstruation as murder. Sure that SOUNDS crazy, but people do think that. Getting older has taught me how age makes people desperate, come to think of it, many things make people desperate. How cryptic?! I think the world needs more mystery. Wouldn't that make romance romancier? Wouldn't it make stupid people more interesting? And again, would it not make the world a touch sweeter? Listen to me, love bot!
Recently I saw the Ladykillers with some annebot vip's. Anyway, the original movie contained sir alec guiness AND peter sellers. Do not sully your mind with the shite produced by hollywood in 2004, if you have to watch it, go old on this one.
March 25, 2004
Wow, I knew he was an ass but I never would've thought that bush was such an impudent ass.
March 21, 2004
What do you do when you hate someone but don't want to bother to tell them? I say just leave them be. When someone really sucks, I mean REALLY, there's no point in letting them bring you down with them. Reminds me of our president. You may know him as president bush, I think he should be called president eat my bush. We all have our vices I suppose. His seem to include lying, mass corruption and inescapable stupidity. Now I will tell you how I really feel.........
February 22, 2004
Dude. I have a new term for dinosaurs I heard from Tina Fey. Instead of dinosaurs, they are to now be called JESUS HORSES. If you really think about it, isn't that where the Religious Right (wrong) is trying to take america's children?
February 18, 2004
Started a new job, been busy kicking some ass, taking some names.... I'm married, I work, wow it's like I'm a real person or something? How bizarre. Val makes for an excellent house boy, he is wicked cute and it turns out HE CLEANS???
I heard recently a crack head/whore chick I share a mutual aquaintance with had a baby with some guy she trapped. It saddens me to think people have children for entertainment. Seriously people, exercise caution in your reproduction. The world doesn't need any more tards dirtying up the earth. To all you whorey chix, don't do it!
Sock it to me mofo. My new favorite song is "bang bang" by Nancy Sinatra on the Kill bill vol. 1 soundtrack. It annoys me the apple music store doesn't have the soundtrack. Otherwise I love the music store, it's sooooo fun. To me it's worth 99 cents a track to not feel like a thief. Good-bye sweet limewire, nice knowing you and your crappy ass quality tracks.
January 14, 2004
I feel even whiter than eminem sometimes, maybe because I have been cleanin' out my closet? That doesn't make a damn bit of sense.
January 7, 2004
Happy New Year Fuckers!
There is a new phenomenon in town. The cowboy gangster rapper. The best example I can site is this one guy I saw with a blonde mullet, oakland raiders hat and a tazmanian devil jersey type shirt made up to look like "the taz" was indeed a football player and he had boots on, very plain cowboy boots, rocky mountain jeans, and like four gold chains. I think he's all business, I think I luv him!
July 3, 2003
Happy Almost Birthday America, I guess you're ok. We've grown apart these past few years, but how we laughed, how we cajoled.
June 23,2003
Why is it that we're all so pent up to write about the American Experience? Nobody knows what to make of the President or the Ass Clowns in Congress. Just strap yourself in and feel the g's or perhaps move to Tijuana. Send matches, they don't let you have them on the inside.
My job bums me out. The fact I have one is bummer enough. I guess it's good to be employed and all that but what about the party!?!?! What ever happened to just laying around being a debutant all day? Fascists.
I work in a building where everyone has a temporary kindness about them. Many people come through here all day, not my office specifically but the building. It's a bunch of people that don't particularily matter, they just wander through hoping for some kind of happiness. Maybe I'm making all of this up, that tends to happen on occasion.
Val and I are getting hitched on November 1. That man is an amazing specimen of goodness. When the world beats me down he picks me up, brushes me off and sullys me accordingly. What more could a person ask of a partner? It reminds me of that corny U2 song, 'all I want is you'. Of course I want my love to work out right, I want diamonds in a ring of gold (oh wait have that). But I do want my story to be told. Ok I need to stop this. Bad bot bad.
Ok, I've noticed this phenomenon amongst the very rich and the very poor alike. The sharing of wives and girlfriends. If you don't believe poor people do it, then watch more Springer. If you party with super rich people you learn that they don't adhere to any type of monogamy. Perhaps this is trashy? Perhaps it is a new trend for people hoping to commit and not really settle down. People always want to mess around, nothing new there.So to you middle class I say, start swapping, have big parties at your mc mansions - ENJOY.
March 13, 2003
Everything Val does is hot to me. Maybe I am some kind of weirdo but he is just the most fun to look at of any man on the planet.
This weekend: partying on my plate. bot's in the saddle again. Ride the serpent until it spits.
March 10, 2003
I went shopping and I saw these people who shouldn't exist. I went shopping at the grocery with ppl who smell like date rape and motor oil. To me it was like an existential experiment, CLETIS COMES ALIVE. The people were so cartoonishly hickish, they reeked and toothy sue bragged about havin' ALL O THEIR babies. Tell me where god is now?
does he ever send his creations back?
March 7, 2003
No I haven't got time for the pain, I haven't the need for the pain... who needs pain? Oh wait, I know who does
hahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!
March 6, 2003
I missed my dental appointment this morning and it makes me feel like a bad person or something. But then I realize that it doesn't really matter. A temporary crown shouldn't get me down.
Oh and I'm getting married to Val on Dia De Los Muertos, 2003. Who knew?
February 6, 2003
I have some real heat for you this time. No, sadly I do not. My working and being a functional adult has interrupted things like - me writing to space. I don't really know how people find me or my page, they always do. My fan mail lately has sucked. Send me something interesting. This whole Colin Powell thing has disturbed me. Why would a good man lend his credibility to a total ass clown? President or not. The whole 'case for Iraq' is more like a case for my crack (as in butt). Sometimes I think the government is run by silly string and ding dongs, hanging by a fine thread, melting into pixy sticks. Do we expect the world to snort us? Oh wait, I guess people don't snort pixy sticks, what do you do with them anyway?
Bloggers suck, floggers RULE!
December 13, 2002
Find what you want, take it.
If you want to write and you can't figure out what to write. Start with random stupid shite like I have. Good stuff comes out of the crap, it will.
November 8, 2002
Sometimes I just channel out everything there is and I wonder what is left. It's generally just a pile of nerves, but underneath it all lies desire. Desire to create and to make some sense of my existence. Why do we all have to find ourselves? why is it so fantastic to embark on such a journey? I don't really know, but who does. Anyone pretending to have such information only protects themself with it. Part of the beauty of not putting yourself in a box is that you can crawl out of it and amaze the fuck out of everyone around you. Get yourself in a really good place and then find a better one. That is the secret, to fulfill your every desire and then keep going. Complacency is death.
October 28, 2002
And here I am. Tickets booked, Christmas in Amsterdam, New Years in Edinburgh. I'm sure you wish you were me (like you didn't already). I treat life like my candy, for me to suck when I wish. I don't know what that means, but who cares anyway. So much trouble in the LDC it's tough bein' anne B - O - T. I have soul. More soul than anyone I know. To measure soul is to measure the wind I suppose.
Some people in my life just crowd it. They seep in like unwanted rain water and just cloud it all up with mold and fretting. I can't explain who or why but I can tell that it's over. They got what they deserved, only a memory lingers, a memory free of me. I just can't remain in the presence of that which disturbs me, which seems to be increasing in size as of late. How can you turn inside yourself? How can love just go from good to zero without provocation? I think if it ends rotten it started that way too. I do not refer to papa V in any of these statements. I love him through and through. He's my super star, the Captain to my Tenille. He's the place I want to be, I in him and him in me. I would hope for the hopeless that one day they feel 1/10 of the love I feel every day, then tell me what you're living for.
Oh you are a cryptic bot, in fact you're full of shit. Fair enough, we all are when we want to be. I don't find that I've gotten anything out of being insincere. My sincerity threatens the brainless.
September 18, 2002
I have so much to say.
I look forward to the upcoming holiday season, perhaps this year won't blow massive ass. My Val is so busy lately I look forward to having him for the holidays. I never loved anyone, completely and insanely, as I do Val... Insane is a good thing when it comes to love because you need to focus on the out of control parts to find happiness.
Sept. 4, 2002
Wow, long time no write. I guess I've written random crap but I haven't really opened up to you and shared everything -- hopes, dreams, deep secret feelings. Oh what an Ass clown you would be to believe in all that.
For some reason I feel like expressing hatred today, hatred for my ex-boyfriend I will refer to as Senor Ass Clowne, SAC for short. I just want to say that even though it's long over and I've found a new happiness, my hatred feels fresh as ever. Maybe I'm expecting Aunt Flo, I don't know.
I want a milkshake.
August 24, 2002
I've recently confronted the idea of charity work within my friendships. I have realized certain people need my help , but it's a bitch to interfere in another's life. It makes me snarky to worry about other people. Sometimes I think people just go out of control so that others will show they care by helping. That is just fucked. How can the world go round when I am not there to fix everyone? I bet I know the answer.
Val roolz and the world droolz! I think I might just marry that fellow, he's my favorite person in the Universe.
August 20, 2002
Dude, just go out there and do stuff. Just go and meet people, you'll realize that it's not so hard to involve yourself. I've recently joined some screen writing/ writing groups in Austin and it's excellent. Things aren't so hard.
For you aspiring writers I suggest you look at Project Greenlight, I forget the url but you good people know GOOGLE I'm sure. I think google is becoming a common brand name search for things. Frequently I tell people, oh, do a google search for that. It just goes together, naturally? Eventually I hope people don't start saying, 'do a goooogle' I need to find bla bla bla. Well, that's just precious. I like how language changes along with us. We're here for the ride. I recently told a very dear friend the reasons that 'disrespected' is not a word. She said it was the past tense, I would argue there is no tense to respect. It's not an action verb.
I find that I'm a smart ass. Others find this as well. Val said he would keep me alive if I ever ended up becoming brain dead. He would do things with me, who knows....
August 17, 2002
You eat dark meat. Being nice is overrated.
August 16,2002
I drank this liquor last night that had a lemon inside the bottle. I found that amazing since we broke the bottle and tried to eat it. What work that was. I heard that you can put a bottle of vodka inside a watermelon and it will seep into the fruit. This seems like a fantastic idea for a picnic or whatever. There's a whole world of fruit/liquor left uncovered to me. I will enjoy this.
July 22, 2002
Don't real men really hate pants? I forget about these things.
I urge you to not spend your life around people who suck.
July 8, 2002
Sometimes when we touch, the honesty's too much.
June 15, 2002
Visit your parents, it reminds you why you grew up.
June 13, 2002
I really don't know what to do until I'm back in school or back working. I think that free time is a gift but it's one that usually ends up wasted. Perhaps I'll do something artistic... Perhaps I'll start some project or something.
June 11, 2002
Job interview today! Wow, I hope they hire me, it's a cooooool job.
June 6, 2002
Damn I slept too much last night, it's almost not worth waking up. I have so much to give this beautiful earth, perhaps too much? I can't really judge what the deal is.
June 4, 2002
my friend says the teenagers now do 'grind dancing' and that's what they call it. that's what they do at dances.
He made me look it up online.
Well, we learned in detroit it's called freaking. His little brother was wrong.
He failed to substantiate his claim that people called sexually provacative dancing 'grind dancing'. I am vindicated.
May 28, 2002
I'm a go getter. Vrrooom vroom. Ride the wave of your success. I am thinking about not going outside and maybe some sealing of the deal. You need to get paid.
May 26, 2002
Don't smoke your boys, or do? I don't know whut that means but I heard it somewhere. Watch the movie, "How High" it will give you some perspective.
Don't go to Harvard, go Yale.
May 23, 2002
I get headaches sometimes. Nothing compared to ass aches. People who are supposed to funny disappoint me. I feel as though Austin is a waste of me.
May 18, 2002
Just got back from New Mexico. I like that state. I will soon add some pictures of me on the trip. MEOW. HOT STUFF.
May 7, 2002
Life intervenes sometimes. Sorry Bot-patriots. I have to say that my new hair has dramatically changed NOTHING. Val has left town and it makes me sooo sad. I know that I will see him soon but this is the dawn of my deal. I can't explain that and you can't make me.
It scares me that I was in a wedding this weekend. This wedding scared me. All of a sudden it hit me that if it had to happen the world wouldn't end. It doesn't get better than Val.
April 17, 2002
People who give each other mono are ass holes with little defense. I mean what a fuckhole thing to do to someone.
April 8, 2002
LARPers. HA! My friend told me this story about how she was tricked into going to live action role playing with some dorky guy. He reassured her that it was ok and handed her a foam bat to fight with. I can't think of anything more fascinating for someone to tell me while I'm drinking. The foam bats were supposed to be swords. I can't imagine the level of reality a person would want to escape to resort to that.
I don't like beer, it bloats the stomach, that's what cheese is for?
April 3, 2002
Ten Years Gone
Then as it was, then again it will be An' though the course may change sometimes Rivers always reach the sea Blind stars of fortune Each have several rays On the wings maybe Down in birds of prey Kind of makes me feel sometimes Didn't have to grow But as the eagle leaves the nest It got so far to go Changes fill my time Baby, that's alright with me In the midst I think of you And how it used to be Did you ever really need somebody And really need 'em bad Did you ever really want somebody The best love you ever had Do you ever remember me, baby Did it feel so good 'Cause it was just the first time And you knew you would Through the eyes an' I sparkle Senses growing keen Taste your love along the way See your feathers preen Kind of makes makes me feel sometimes Didn't have to grow We are eagles of one nest The nest is in our soul Vixen in my dreams, with great surprise to me Never thought I'd see your face the way it used to be Oh darlin', oh darlin' Ohh Oh darlin' Oh, yeah Oh darlin' I'm never gonna leave you I never gonna leave Holdin' on, ten years gone Ten years gone, holdin' on, ten years gone Ten years gone, holdin' on, ten years gone Holdin' on, everday I'm never I nev' I'm never I never I'm never Oh
My thoughts exactly dorkstress. I heart VAL
April 2, 2002
It seems like if you trust people to be shitty they become shitty. Even if you don't think they're shitty it's a good chance of suckage anyway. I don't ascribe to be the perfect person, I just know who sucks and who doesn't. I am very tolerant of a certain unnamed person who pisses me off. This person is some kind of preying mantis who hasn't yet struck the vein of my hatred. I've got to say that my tolerance amazes me. Want details? No luck! Not until you're in my sewing circle.
March 23, 2002
People don't really know how to take it to the next level. You can't fade away if you were never that bright. I don't like to see men cry, I rarely do but that's how it goes. The idea of fading away makes me laugh.
March 20, 2002
I like conan o'brien. I feel like a dork fag for making a 'gallow's pole' reference on another page. When it's a re-run on conan it makes me sort of sad. I'm sad on one hand for nothing new or funny but also for the fact I've watched too much tv. I think watching too much tv is a mental vacation. I don't like jazz. It's rude to sleep with someone's wife.
March 19, 2002
Sometimes things aren't how they seem. A problem that is unfixable one day is insignificant the next. I've stressed myself out over nothing I realize now. Ha. Everything is comin' up Anneka.
March 12, 2002
Who said sex doesn't fix everything? Oh yeah, the person not getting any.
March 10, 2002
I never knew that "I've seen all good people" song was by Yes, I always thought that it was some kind of jefferson airplane song or something. FInally I tried to download the song for my personal amusement but NO. I guess the answer was YES. hahahahahahhahahaha. I just love me. I'm so funny. Val thinks the song might be by Kansas instead, I think he's wrong. That's an argument I wouldn't want to have.
I had half of an onion roll with cream cheese and a dr. pepper this morning. I say 'morning' like I mean before 3pm. I think that makes me a screw up. I don't want to be a screw up, oh wait, I don't really care so it doesn't matter. Val is wearing all denim today, by sheer luck of the laundry draw. I think that's so funny. He normally wears very little denim, but today, it's top 'n bottom. I think he could corral the shih tzus with the upmost authority in his new garb. No, I should just do my laundry. I'm not the kind that likes to tell you just what you want me to. You're not the kind that likes to tell me about the birds and the bees. Is nothing possible? Everything is.
March 6, 2002
I saw that Julia L(something) Dreyfus chick on Conan tonight. She was Elaine on Seinfeld. I can't put my finger on it but there's something very very wrong with her. I think she's made of plastic now. I would hate to be some kind of sit com maven. Fame seems great and all, but prime time is not for this bot.
March 1, 2002
Well. Another crappy month. People are excited about Easter now? YAAAAAY Jesus was coming back or going or crucified? Let's hide some eggs. I think St. Patrick's day is coming up along with my dog's 3rd birthday. A new month is nothing to me now, but a question of having to bother to pay rent. How crappo does that sound bot! Well I can't worry about you people, I'm full of my Anneka self. On another related note, I'm no longer embarassed of liking Led Zeppelin. I have never worn a concert shirt nor would I ever. SHAME NO MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I embrace you, sweet freedom.(I don't really understand the gravity of those words) Isn't it nice to get to the gooshy center? Doesn't that make you feel collected?
I don't like some people, I don't have to give them explanations.
February 28, 2002
I had a glass of Merlot today. Kicked my ASS. Am I becoming a light weight? God, please no.
February 24, 2002
Saving the pants takes all my energy. I'm no glutch. I drink soda and enjoy faces. There are some things that people should shut their faces about. Don't go out for drinks with people who have too many problems. Alcohol makes dumb people dumber and dramatic people funnier. Keeping a straight face gets harder and harder. Can you understand? A fabulous vaginal haunt cheers me up. Touch your aquawang, superfriend. Not every night has to be 'the night.'
I don't even know if I make sense to myself here.
Feb. 18, 2002
Watched from the earth to the moon. Astronauts on Apollo 12 did some of their stuff naked. I think that's so cute. I'm more of a Cousteau girl myself.
February 12, 2002
Getting drunk seems fun.
The whole presidential thing seems shady. The press wants to eat Bush's dung. They're now his Dung beatles. If we're at war, it's really our own faults because we've elected a son of a leader. Along with pants and fashion, the 80s political style returns. Good ol' boy network, here we come! People don't speak out for fear of being unAmerican. This is how it starts people. Fuck all.
February 11, 2002
I woke up one day and realized a year passed. That happens sometimes. Chinese New Years tomorrow, year of the Horse. Good for you horse, enjoy it!
Feb. 9, 2002
I think people with bloggers are mentally deficient.
My personal web page satiates my personal web expression needs. Where would maslow put that? I have to go buy a book today that I've got NO interest in owning. The things we do for grades.
Feb. 8, 2002
I still date things with '2001' and it makes me feel like a retard. Not an actual retard but the mythical 'special person' high school boys with insecurities joke about. School is kicking my ass. I don't like doing things. Learning is fun, but writing papers KILLS me. Papers beat tests though, I have to say. My latest assignment in one of my history courses sucks such ass. Maybe the professor will randomly find my page and have a spontaneous change of heart. That will never happen. If only! I start the MLS program in the Fall, assuming I don't suck this semester. School beats going into an office every day, I can tell you that. Stay in school as long as you can, rack up those graduate degrees. Crawl back into the womb and do NOT come out. Then you're me. Oh bot, you're dramatic. Well no sleep and many papers to write = netbabble.
January 30, 2002
I want an Army exoskelleton, I saw it in Discover magazine. It can take me home when I'm drunk. My friend wants to have powered armour. I think that's a little extreme. I hear there is a new motto for America, "let's roll." I'm glad that America has joined the ranks of Neil Young and all those cannabis supporters. My obsession to date is downloading mp3s. I can afford the HD space on my new powerbook G4. I use marketing terms, KILL ME. Nobody ever listens to Beck, why would they listen to me?
Are you dissolved? Do you find yourself to contain ham in irregular places? If you do, cry to your momma.
January 25, 2001
I am not the queen of england. I hate getting her mail. No I don't want sausage, not that kind.
I'm past the age where poop is funny, why do people think that I like it? Who really gets into poopy jokes? I got a plastic moose from my Uncle for Xmas, it takes brown jelly beans in the head then when you pull the tail the jelly beans fall out, LIKE HE IS POOPING! So funny. Who would've thought of that? Mother nature, years ago. Poop can be funny, I guess, but in it's place. Keep it clean, what if the Queen comes over?
January 15, 2001
Back from Europe yesterday. Went to Scotland, then on to Holland (yes, Amsterdam). I know what you're thinking. I started school today. This bot is on TOP! Mad scientist Val is fantastic as ever. It's almost criminal to love someone so much.
I wonder where we will go for vacation after my birthday next week... Perhaps to Portland? Who knows.
December 29, 2001
What a holiday. Fantastic. I'm growing breasts. Soon I'll have a chest! I hope I get to wear a bra. I'm no girlchild. What a bunch of hooey.
Got a powerbook G4 for Xmas, what a season for computing.
December 19, 2001
Happy Xmas 'n shit. I'm back up now, things were down for a month or so. Partially my fault too. New powerbook coming soon, I'm so pumped. Life is a pretty sweet deal if you know what's up.
November 5, 2001
A curious feeling indeed. Staying up all night because you can't sleep SUCKS. It just sucks, that's all I can say. What doesn't suck though, is camping and that shall happen soon.
I watched that movie "From Hell" with Senor Depp. I must say he's sucking. I found the Sleepy Hollow movie well told yet erotic. From hell, is just that. It's also BARELY erotic and somewhat plotless. I don't know if plotless is a word. I feel for Heather Grahm, ever since Boogie Nights I think she's had problems commanding respect. But then again, who would she be now? The 'clever cam' is now on sale from the same people who brought you the tap light. People who can't sleep when these commercials air should not have credit cards.
November 3, 2001
Kind of got sick last night. I didn't much care for it, but what are you going to do? My recent mp3 addiction is killing my poor hard drive, oh the complicated cable modem life...
Oh fuckety fuck. I don't know what to do. Who knows anything now? We're successfully on our knees, sucking the cock of terrorism. Why so crude annebot? Well, why the fuck now. What once felt certain is no more, freedom, progress, sanity. I know that I want to go back to Canada. I lose sleep at night, I keep crazier and crazier hours. My stomach aches and my head swells. Oh sweet Canada, how I wish to return to you. Now distant memories seem surreal. I remember a person telling me, many people telling me, that America was invincible, that it could kick anyone's ass at any time. They were so wrong, I knew it then, but it doesn't feel so good to win that argument.
At this point I just want another job, some good friends and a relaxing vacation.
October 29, 2001
I've recently learned things I already know. I wish I could use the mouse in emacs more effectively. Really.
I am human, I am flesh and bot. I am a human bot, human, human, human. You dare to compare, I cut you. So I didn't enjoy myself that much Saturday night. I somehow managed to not go to sleep on Friday and then just staying up a long while. Then things just sucked and got suckier. Someone really pissed me off at a party. I try not to care about situations created by lesser humans.
Craptober 27, 2001
I feel really crappy right now so typing this probably isn't the best idea. I don't know who reads this or why they would. Sometimes I force friends to take a look, but generally I don't. I feel like puke. I haven't been able to sleep the last few nights, no idea why. When about 9am hits then I get really tired. I like watching Val's cats, they are fat little koalas who get their paws stuck clawing things they shouldn't. I saw Alastair get his paw caught in the screen door and Jezebel decided to help by hissing at him. Their laziness takes a whole new brand of laziness. I never liked creamed vegetables.
I know I should look forward to the parties tonight with zest and fervor, but really they don't make me happy in the least. I don't feel like socializing or even dressing up. I've got a party to go to on Halloween itself and it seems only right to save my enthusiasm for that.
In true bot form I waited to purchase my halloween makeup until this morning, which was fantastic because it was half price. I can't imagine why someone would buy halloween stuff before they absolutely have to. Val is going as death and I am going as death's assistant. I keep track of things like who has died, who is going to die, who should die. It's really a useful task that someone shoulod do. Does anyone ever stop to think death is a busy guy? Some ass hole with too much time on his hands could brand me 'insensitive' due to the recent tragedies. I'm sorry, but we had this idea last halloween and I do not plan on mocking anyone who died in the recent Sept. 11 tragedies. That would be tactless and quite gross. I think my list of dead folks will consist mainly of rock stars and famous people. Maybe Iacoca? Perhaps I'll put on my 'eagerly anticipated' list the names of back street boys and crappy humans like that.
Honestly, there's no substance to anything said here. This is where I spout about various things. I think the only use for this section is for my parents to snoop. They think they're crafty.
October 25, 2001
It's gotten to the point that I have Val watch the news for me and relay all pertinent information. It sucks that people have died because of anthrax, but if you think that you're at risk then you've got an inflated sense of self. If you're working for a public official or in the post office, surely you may consider wearing some gloves. Otherwise, get a god damn life, you're not that important. Trust American's to take everything to heart when it's not their place to. I do not guarantee you are safe, but I don't guarantee you're not a complete ass either.
Ranting is good for the soul. It really makes a person relax. We've got a big camping trip coming up in November, I'm PUMPED. I absolutely love the idea of saying 'no thank you society, this weekend I opt out,' if only for a brief two days. I plan to bring my hibachi and plenty of stuff in coolers. I'm going to make muffins and trail mix too. Sometimes it's fun to pretend you're primitive.My mother said that boys in the forest are dangerous. She's a hoot, my mom, terrific lady. I have to say that she's concerned about my city boy trying to light a camp fire. Well hold the smores folks, I think she has a point. Luckily we're going to have my quasi-camper expert pal Tony there to supervise.
I am so incredibly nervous, I have to go into job interview mode. I know my shit, I should do well. FYI, a slurpee does not help you get to sleep.
October 17, 2001
Ok, so we're at war? I think this is the way I see it. Nobody is sure, that's why it's so hard to stomach. Most people don't understand what's going on. I think that my understanding is better than most people on the street. So, that said, why do I wonder what the deal is? We're technically fighting someone but it's nnot clear what our goals are or how real it is. It might be war but it doesn't seem real. We can't trust our own media and we hopefully know better than to trust our politicians. Oh fuck, I don't know anymore.
Let me slow down. I'm reading this book called "You are being lied to." That may have something to do with my paranoia. I should just go back to my sketches.
October 2, 2001
Last night I took an exam. I'm so freaking bad. I should have taken it a while ago. My degree is now done, assuming I didn't flunk. My confidence is in myself, my botness. Tonight I washed Rushmore on DVD again, the criterion collection one. Something tells me it's possible to overdo it on a movie, but now that the speakers are set up for surround sound I can't resist watching movies at home.
That sounds so damn fine on my new set up. There is something about Prince, something about David Bowie, it makes a bot blush. Can't we just let me float by?
September 30, 2001
My parents read this site. I wonder if they understand. I think Tom Cruise is made of plastic. I'm pretty pumped about buying a new vacuum. Someone told me that it now takes 3 months to get a job. That just sucks. How blek.
September 29, 2001
I'm considering graduate school. It looks like a joke, mostly, but it feels like crawling back in the womb. I want to. It doesn't seem like the best idea. I'm planning to take the LSAT just to see how things go. PBS says that Santa Claus can carry coke. PBS busted Santa. They can do it if they want, but it seems cruel. The weather has become pleasant for a change, this pleases me endlessly. I enjoy being able to wear my hotpants again, my pleather beauties. Why don't you see what Xa has to say? Ask her?
September 27, 2001
I know it's not exactly hard hitting but I'm watching this thing on FOX called "Who wants to be a Princess?" and it's very horrifying. I will keep tabs of my horror for you until eventually Val will pry me from the living room or destroy the tv due to my spastic fits. He asked me recently if I want to be a Princess when I openly mocked the show offhandedly when a commercial came on. I don't know how to feel about this show. At first there is disbelief, then an inward kind of shock. Some of my hesitance in buying this whole scam stems from the fact they haven't said WHAT country he is supposed to be from. There are all kinds of women on this show, from all walks of life. It's like a pagent but it ends in a marriage. After commercial the prince will reduce the number to TEN. All the women have done for the Prince so far is to say their name, profession and where they are from. Now the Prince gets to ask them what they would do in a situation. I like the last one, what would you leave in my suitcase if I was going out of town and you wanted me to think of you? What a great slut test. then they are scored after the interview. I don't think I can watch more.
Ok, I'm watching more. New question, "what if the Prince gave you an inappropriate gift? What would you do? The chick said, inappropriate like what? giving me a country? Never doubt the insincerity of a woman who thinks she's about to anonymously become royalty.
September 26, 2001
I like to watch my dogs sleep. They are so fluffy and they seem to love sleeping. I put pink manic panic in their bangs. I think they know how fashionable they are.
Val is also very cute.
September 25, 2001
I keep wanting to make something of this tragedy. I've thought and I've thought for days. How does this terrorist act affect me? I want to struggle to make something out of it. 5,000 dead civilian Americans, how bogus is that. After two weeks it doesn't seem real. It seems like a big fake out. But I see people around me, in my life, becoming depressed and not understanding why or how to deal with it. I think if anything it's given me reason to turn up the volume in my life, to make something happen that I couldn't have done before. My brother travels quite a bit and could have easily been one of those people on the flights hijacked. I can't focus on that, I have to say to myself, what will I make of this? I am a reasonable bot, I will fight and I will conquer.
People everywhere are in crisis. People feel helpless and they don't understand. For them I have to say some words from the Vikings: Wake early if you want another man's life or land. No lamb for the lazy wolf. No battle's won in bed.
September 19, 2001
Hi kids, I've been busy, uh, washing my hair. I don't want to sound callous but once the news coverage turns to exclusively human interest stories I turn numb. But I would like to also point out to the retards who are fretting about a possible depression to GO OUT AND SHOP. You want to help the economy? GO and shop. Buy some crap you wanted anyway. That's how you can help. It's great when people can't see beyond themselves. It's touching.
Sept. 14, 2001
I have never in my life witnessed such an event. I watched the news all that I could yesterday and the day before. I've read and kept up with what they know. At one point I became physically ill. Guilliani requested 6,000 body bags. I can not fathom what has happened. Many people have given blood, the bitch of it is, there have been about 100 survivors. I can't believe what this will lead to. After two days, this bot is still in shock. My hope is that we'll refrain from reactionary tendencies, politically and culturally. I hope we don't use this even to throw out democracy all together and become monsters like them. Them. The faceless (for now) entity behind this. What kind of ass hole coward would come up with this? Surely one who will meet with their fate soon enough. Nobody I know directly was affected. My mother is stranded out of state and my brother is in Baltimore. Everyone is safe. I thought this was the future. guess I was wrong.
Later the same day. It is 3:15am in the morning. I can not sleep, not at all. I'm going to donate some money to the Red Cross, not much, but it's all I can do. If we're so hellbent on being a free country, we have to stop being an ignorant one. We are quick to point fingers but not quick to understand how it is we've gotten to this point. Why do people in America want to sit in their Ivory towers above cultural understanding? We can expect to have freedom when we're so ignorant. As a result of this tragedy, we're loosing more and more freedom. I am too tired to think, more later.
September 12, 2001
I was woken up with messages of events. The bombing of the world trade center and the pentagon. I can not believe such a tragedy occured today. I can not believe this has happened. We don't know who did it yet, but I really really hope with all of my being that we expend our efforts to find out how it happened and who did it. I think this seems like an inside job of sorts. Things were planned a little too well. Nobody has taken credit for this tragedy yet since it's complete shit going down. I am freaked out and I want to go back to Canada. More later.
Sept. 10
Today I woke up and had a thought. Then I forgot that thought. What am I thinking? How can I react from one situation to the next? How can I do more by doing less?.
The old one I think. refresher
