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Sunday, April 17, 2005

2:14 minutes into the new nin album and i've already had an orgasm. thanks to christina.


speaking of the hottie do you remember this conversation:
dressforsuccess9: we should open an art studio
jehovaries: hell yeah
jehovaries: in new york or something, in one of those lofts haha
jehovaries: way up high and shit
jehovaries: with our art hanging all over the place

dressforsuccess9: Izzy would come
dressforsuccess9: and be like omg marry me Christina
jehovaries: hahahaha
dressforsuccess9: oh god and if axl showed up we'd have like an alarm that would say pussy alert pussy alert
jehovaries: hahahahahha
jehovaries: and have this hologram of richard simmons do jumping jacks in front of the door so it would scare the shit out of him when he tries to get in

dressforsuccess9: hahahahahahahhahahahaha
dressforsuccess9: omg
jehovaries: holy shit that's the greatest mother fucking invention of all time
jehovaries: i'm gonna patent it

dressforsuccess9: hahaha you should
jehovaries: shit i gotta write this down!
dressforsuccess9: i'm saving this too
dressforsuccess9: this is too good
jehovaries: hahaha


oh sweet god is this cd good and i'm only on the second song. my mom and i are on this nin watch the very second we hear tour date in mn we're there if we have to kill someone along the way. not even kidding. ok i am but that's how bad we want to go. hello?? plaster is falling from the ceiling b/c he's playing so loud. jklagkljagj i'm there, and i'm getting front row. i don't care if i have to go to the hospital after the show, that concert would be the highlight of my life. that and seeing manson. oh dear god.


yep.


i don't want to do my homework but i have to. all i want to do is draw b/c yesterday i couldn't b/c i was babysitting. but i like money so yeah. i have like twenty something days left of school and i don't want to do anything. i don't ever have to go back there... NEVER AGAIN. EVER!!! that is the best news i have heard in my life. next summer i'll be in seattle and the surrounding area and a certain someone that i <3 very very very much will be there too! i'm excited.


well for some reason blogger just deleted what i wrote past this point. just gone, in thin air. fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck.


"chicken tenders... sweet and sour sauce on my pussy."


"What happened to Mary?
A tire, hit her in her face.
How did Mary die?
A tire. Hit her in the face.
What was she doing putting her face near tires?
No no no no no, this tire hunted Mary down. This tire murdered Mary. This tire wasn't fucking around, as we like to say. This tire was out for vengence."


"I don't want to die with a goddamn tire hitting me in the face."


"Can we get in?
Not without coups; not without coups baby."
dane cook is the best. go and buy his harmful if swallowed cd and i bet you'll pee your pants.


speaking of comedians, mitch hedberg died march 30th. i almost cried when i heard that. he was such a funny and awesome person. it hasn't been said how he died but i'm thinking it was drug related or caused by the use of drugs. i wish i could have seen him live.


speaking of drugs, i didn't get high at all this weekend.


oh god is the new nin good.


it's stuff like this that makes me so happy i could explode

shaina loves the jews at;
11:14 AM

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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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