12.15.2007

I made this at work. It's a dollar t-shirt!

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12.13.2007

Meet master splinter.

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Lisa and i met this dude at Macy's and he made us some delicious coffee. NYC is awesome.

And if you didn't watch Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, you are super lame.

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inspiration.

so. i took a hiatus from this shit b/c too much was going on, but now im back. BAM.

Actaully, a little dinosaur came into my life and inspired me to love again after a couple of terrible events that include a hand print shaped bruise on my ass, waking up in Hoboken next to some guy dressed up like an ice dancer and being broken up with in a fictitious public speech. Thats how rough it's been... imaginary monkeys told me to fuck off. I feel as though I'm terribly misunderstood. Love me please.

One weekend was so bad that some guy hopped a cab with me back to Sunnyside, paid for my cab and then i was like, ok well, I'm tired so please leave. Soooo, maybe it's partially me having no soul. Plus my roommates a huge whore.

Obviously, material is not an issue, simply lack of motivation.

But everything has changed since I found Pleo, a baby dinosaur robot. Cute, cuddly and completely dependent on me to shape his personality (which means he will be completely awesome). And he makes your pet look like a silly little bitch.


See what i mean. Glorious.

I don't actually have one yet b/c they are back ordered and they are extremely expensive. I want it so bad. I actually told my parents to take back all of the C-presents they got me just for a pleo, which makes no sense b/c I need a lot of practical shit. But i don't even care.

This is a gchat conversation I had with my mother about Pleo:

Lynn: hehy

have you seen any sweaters that you like?
me: hey
no
i dont want sweaters
i want a dinosaur
Lynn: you said you did
before
me: bah.
Lynn: no dinosaurs


Sigh. I just want a Pleo so bad. I would name him Pleocynthius.

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