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Sunday, August 01, 2004

Currently: sitting here drinking tea.

my mom is watching VH1's hottest celebrity break-ups... GROSS. she says she hates shows about famous people yet she watches them whenever she can... what the hell?

before i die i WILL learn how to do a sissor-kick david lee roth style. i must.

i keep dreaming about famous people... last night i dreamed about jay gordon and bobby hewitt. jay and i had to watch over this little girl but we weren't b/c i hate kids (very very much) and i guess he did too; so we went back in this house. i had a cooler of beer and ry, amir, bobby, and paige were going to come over. booby was the only one that showed up and then i woke up. i kept lifting up jay's shirt and pulling his pants down a little to see his lower back. such as in this picture (it's pretty hott):



rocklist time b/c i'm coolio like that

rockers who should read books:
1. sammy hagar-and not rush limbaugh's
2. richard marx-anything that keeps him from singing
3. snoop dog- just to prove he can
4. eddie vedder- pop psychology recommended- even pop star psychology
5. rod stewart- it's be less destructive to his marriage than his other hobbies
6. paul simon- recommended: critical analyses of imperialism and neocolonialism
7. luther campbell- knowing luther, he's probably come out it with a comedy album based on susan faludi's backlash
8. michael bolton- we'd recommend books on magic paying speacial attention to chapters on how to disappear
9. eric clapton- something has got to get his nose out of those fashion magazines
10. and i'm to lazy to type up the last one... HA.

that list sucked but when i started typing it there was no way i was going to stop.


shaina loves the jews at;
7:15 PM

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oh fishsticks.



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a picture of me.

my name is shaina and i will eat your children.

i eat sultry roasted homo sapien flesh on a daily basis, only to purge it into a rusty bucket in a matter of minutes and feed it to the dogs.

i'm in the pomeranian fur trading business with crack dealers in newark.

i am happy. i am with someone who makes me feel amazing, who i love more than i thought you could love someone. it is fucking awesome. i love my life.

also, i like to laugh. it keeps me from killing people.

my blogger profile
oh look, it's a myspace.


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the six degrees of seperation from kevin bacon.
planet brenda.
spitonastranger.
bobby burgess.
buddyhead.
demon baby.
stephanie sparer (has no life).
everything is dumb v3.

if you're going to do drugs get educated and be safe.

eyeball kid.
the heirophant.

i hope my future boyfriend looks like this.

blogger, my love.

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