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How was your Monday, Vinnie? [Oct. 9th, 2008|04:13 pm]

vinnie_tesla
[Tags|, ]
[mood |smug]
[music |Riiiiip!]

Awesome. (SFW, actually) )
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Fuck Hump Day [Oct. 8th, 2008|10:39 am]

sailinggrey
[Current Location |Bed]
[mood | angry]
[music |Island in the Sun by Weezer]

Woke up late this morning.  My alarm magically got shut off and I wasn't woken up.  This wouldn't have been a big deal if it was class.  I can show up to class late, but I had a doctors appointment this morning.  So I jumped out of bed, peed(this one couldn't wait, too dire a situation), threw on a tshirt and jeans and went to run out the door and couldn't find my keys.  They magically were not on the hook by the door that I specifically put them on last night.  I leave without locking the door.  I send Michal a text saying basically the door is unlocked because my keys have legs and ran away and that he is not allowed to touch my phone alarm again.  He tells me I am being a bitch.  After a few texts, he realizes that I'm bitchy becuase it is 10:05 and my doctor's appointment was at 9:45.  I get to the doctor and pretend when they say I am way late that I thought my appointment was at 10.  I plead and ask if they can still squeeze me in.  The lady at the front desk, who wouldn't let Micah go back and comfort me when I was having a fucking panic attack about the original appointment in the first place, calls back to see and says no.  So I have to reschedule.  She wants to do tommorow, but i have class.  So now i have to wait until NEXT wednesday to find out my test result.  So I head back to the house and realize that we never decided on post secret last night and I have no idea if we are going to need supplies.  So I send out text and we all talk for a bit about it and decide we are doing it and Daveigh is getting supplies.  The lawyers office calls and tells me that they haven't gotten my payment yet. Thought: "Well, if you would have interoffice communication you would know that there is $600+ dollars there for your disposal!!!"  Vocal cords: "I talked with Charlie a few weeks ago and he said that he would pull that money out for it."  Bimbo secretary: "Well I will have to talk to Michelle about that"  Whatever.  I have gotten called <insert female name that should be removed from exsistence here> 3+ times this morning.  My hips and tits feel huge this morning.  The bed sheets are no longer snuggly and warm, but cold from the absence of a body snuggling them.  i have to be in class in two hours and I really don't want to go.  It's just going to make me want to hit someone.  I am just going to try to sleep a little and hope that things are better when I wake up.
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[Oct. 7th, 2008|10:43 pm]

eekaface
sheesh! tonight was weird.... i am totally emotional about something that happened a month after i was born. the jonestown massacre was something that i have known about, and have read about, and have watched documentaries about... but i have never seen one like this. in anthro tonight, my teacher showed a documentary that i think is a newer one, and it was so intense. they had audio of everything. including the last day. the last moments. video and audio. i, along with everyone else probably, tried to get out of school as soon as i could because i wanted to go straight to my car and weep. i actually ran into my old sculpture teacher on my way out and we chatted and i felt a bit better. she actually consoled me through it. she lived through it, and told me about her experience. when i told her how i was feeling at the moment she hugged me and it was cute and i giggled. we also chatted about other stuff, but that shit was crazy.

i think i am getting sick. i am not surprised after the beating i put my body through this weekend. never drinking again.
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[Oct. 6th, 2008|11:41 pm]

eekaface
oh geeze. this birthday was so crazy! i went to sf/oakland and drank all of the vodka in the world. the sigur ros concert was really really amazing! we were all kinda fucked up, so it was even better. it rained on the encore and it was the most romantic moment ever! it was emotional and climactic. beautiful. the greek theatre in berkeley is s really great venue. jonsi had glitter on his cheek and we were close enough to see it.

i am 30. weird.

i guess its time to start growing up... after a certain age, you just become a loser if youre partying and single and stuff like that... what am i even saying? i cant grow up. thats boring. id rather be dead than bored. ok, thats a little dramatic.
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Stoled! [Oct. 6th, 2008|06:47 pm]

magickalmacleod
WHAT IS YOUR NAME?: Tara
4 LETTER WORD: Tank
BOY NAME: Terrence
GIRL NAME: Tanya
OCCUPATION: Terrific person (so? I cheet.)
A COLOR: Turquoise
SOMETHING YOU WEAR: Tie
BEVERAGE: Tea. Drink it in zee Tank. While wearing Turqoise Ties. With Tayna and Terrence the Terrific peoples.
FOOD: Turkey sammiches
SOMETHING FOUND IN A BATHROOM: Toilet
PLACE: Tara :p
REASON FOR BEING LATE: Torn fly zipper.
SOMETHING YOU SHOUT: Taaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-spooooooon!
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Dear Leslie [Oct. 5th, 2008|11:31 pm]

sailinggrey
[Tags|, , ]
[Current Location |The Porch]
[mood | aggravated]
[music |Sunday Morning by Maroon 5]

Dear Leslie-

I have feelings too.  Yes, I'm being hostile, but that is because I'm so fed up with parents not accepting their children for something that is a part of them.  It breaks my heart to think about the fact that kids have to be scared to tell their parents something about themselves.  And not that it is something like "I have gone on a coke binge and got some chick pregnant and then slaughtered her and the unborn child and chopped them up and fed them to people for a profit."  And it's just so frustrating watching you be so fucking ignorant to all of the things that are being presented to you about your child.  And you know what, I am grateful that you accepted me for who I am, but you did so with cost.  How many inappropriate questions did you ask me?   And you know what, I didn't know I was trans until I was almost 19.  I didn't know that other people had those feelings, or that they were ok feelings to have.  So by your standards, it hasn't been a "lifelong journey" for me either.  And your child went through this stuff before, long before we had even met.  But now, your child is in a supportive relationship where they have the opportunity to explore this, and find out if this is really who they truly are.  I think that is a great thing, to have love and support in know that whatever conclusion they come to, they will be loved, and accepted throughout that journey of discovery and conclusions.

Text Message(with all of the horrible abbreviations that drive me insane):  I am not letting go of my child.  She will be my daughter forever.  She did not want to b a boy till she met someone who was doing it.  We told her, had this been A life long quest of hers, like you.  It would be different.  But Michala is a follower.  She wanted to b vegan cuz the neiggbor she admired was.  And there r many More things like that.  We have accepted many, many things from her.  This we will not.  Ne way, who would b the boy in ur relationship?  U can't both b the boy can U?  When u go away, she will go back to being just plain michala.  We are not disowning her.  Just asking her to make a choice.  If she choses to be a boy, then we chose to not support that.  It is our choice, just like, it is her choice.  Why does it matter to you ne way?
  • You are letting go of your child by not supporting them.
  • "She" did want to be a boy before "she" met me.
  • My quest wasn't lifelong, I didn't know that other people felt this way until I was almost 19 years old, I just thought I was a freak who was alone with this feeling.
  • "She" may be a follower, but not in everything.  How many people does "she" know that want to study gay animals?  How many people does "she" know that are as accident prone?  How many people does "she" know that adopted a dog that they found in a parking lot that no one else could catch?  None
  • All you can think of is the vegan one?  I at least came up with three things for an example.  One example is lame and just a "I.....I.....I don't know what I'm doing."  Two examples is "I know you are right but I can totally think of two things"  Three is a I have proof, and four is just showing off.
  • We would both be the "boy" in our relationship.  It's called a homosexual relationship, which I'm pretty sure you are ok with.  I mean, you do know that Chuck and G. are both boys, right?
  • Are you telling me to break it off?  Cause I will not do that for you.  If we break up, it won't be, because you want us to.  You just can't handle it that your older child can hold onto a relationship, and in addition, I am still around after the kayak trip.
  • And I will be willing to bet if we do break it off, "she" will still continue to be on this journey.
  • You are disowning your child by not supporting them
  • It's not a choice.  Why would anyone want to choose a life of ridicule and hardships in which they will likely give up and commit suicide or be brutally murdered?
  • It's not "her" choice, it is who "she" is.
  • Yours is a choice.  A choice to support and love your child, just like you promised to yourself that you would the instant you held you tiny baby in your arms, that you would never let anything happen to them, that you would protect and love them no matter what.  Or to abandon your child, leaving them depressed and rejected, just like the rest of this cruel world will.
Yes, I am angry with you.  Angry for so many reasons I can't even put into writing.  I really don't know why you can't accept this.  I hope you can live with yourself with whatever "choice" you make.

Truly yours,
Your Child's loving, supportive, boifriend.

Edit: If you are going to post something derogatory to my journal entry, have the balls to leave your contact information.  I leave my profile non restrictive in case someone might be in a similar situation and is comforted by the fact that they are not alone.  It is disrespectful to leave a comment like that in the first place, but have the decency to leave your contact info.

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[Oct. 5th, 2008|11:35 pm]

nightangel15
[Current Location |crazy]
[mood | horny]
[music |always love: nada surf]

i guess everythings going okay.
new quarter starts... my break is over tomarrow. lol. but yet i don't have class until like wed. so. yeah. fun.

anywho. otherwise things are quite intresting around here. lol.
kinda good.
kinda bad.
a little crazy.
kinda confusing kinda complicated.

been posting artwork on deviant.
totally gonna work on my portfolio this quarter and see if i can do some freelance.

reading this book its really good. called zen guitar. its amazing. reguardless of instrument or hobby you should definately check it out.

um....
what else.
love life = nuts
oh. evans got me playing pump it up. its a game thats kinda like ddr for the most part but the arrows are more diagonal. and theres alot of pop salsa and hip hop rather than just a shit load of techno.... not that theres anything wrong with techno... i like it all.... but its really fun.

gonna be 21 in 2 weeks... can't wait.
carrie wants to take me to a lesbian bar....
idk how jimii'll feel about that...
umm...
need to grow balls....
and make moves without contemplating them forever.

so sexually frustrated!
THE RED SOX RULE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
yeah.
thats all i have to say for now...

peace out.
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Don't Vote [Oct. 3rd, 2008|09:46 am]

tristissima
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[Oct. 2nd, 2008|04:31 pm]

ginaspider
You can go with the water down the bathroom drain
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It's funny to think about, but it's true. Children are lively enough and small enough to go with the water down the bathroom drain.
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[Oct. 2nd, 2008|07:07 pm]

tankboyriot

im screwed.
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[Oct. 1st, 2008|12:18 pm]

sailinggrey
[Current Location |Michal's Couch]
[mood | uncomfortable]
[music |Stand up by Goddes and She]

Treading water,
on a treadmill,
never going anywhere.

Standing still,
sitting down,
never going anywhere.

Same old job,
more in debt,
never going anywhere.

Same routine,
same boring life,
never going anywhere.



On a better note: Congrats Grant and Chuck!!!!
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