This is how I -feel-
Mar. 28th, 2002 12:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
silverfae9Virgo: Dave Barry writes a humor column for 600 publications, while my horoscopes appear in only 130. It's natural that he recieves more acclaim than I. Still, I was jealous when I heard that the people of Grand Forks, ND, named a human waste disposal facility after Barry. The only similar honor I've garnered was came when a cafe manager in Seattle started calling his cappuccino machine "Rob Brezsny." I want more! If you value the advice I offer, Virgo, I demand that you give my name to an object or pet that's important to you. APRIL FOOL! Whatever gifts you may glean from my words, you can be sure I provide them with no strings attached. By the way, that's precisely the policy you should follow right now: give unconditionally, or don't give at all.
Consider me enlightened.
As an added bonus:
In March, the Saskatoon (Saskatchewan) StarPhoenix, nciting several witnesses inside the Pine Grove Correction Coentre, reported that some formerly heroin-addicted female inmates so desperately crave methadone that they routinely consume the frest vomit of inmates currently on methadone treatment because enough is still present in the regurgitation. The newspaper uncovered the practice while investigating the death of an inmane in February. Said a source, "The whole building knows (that the inmate choked on vomit.) That's how she died."
This is especially interesting to me today because one of the rehab girls next door (I'm at Pete's now, and he lives next to a rehab center) woke me up at 8 a.m. yelling "This is how you make me FEEL. You make me feel SAD. That's how I FEEL, ok!" And other variations thereof.
The Eels have a new album out, and I'm slightly annoyed that I didn't know. Yes, I -do- fall under the catagory of rabid fan. This is not my fault at all. I'll have to go purchase it today and do some sort of spirit releasing dance to it. The man is hot and the music sexy...I'm addicted.
Now I must go raid the fridge, or at least the box of Rice Crispies Treats.
Consider me enlightened.
As an added bonus:
In March, the Saskatoon (Saskatchewan) StarPhoenix, nciting several witnesses inside the Pine Grove Correction Coentre, reported that some formerly heroin-addicted female inmates so desperately crave methadone that they routinely consume the frest vomit of inmates currently on methadone treatment because enough is still present in the regurgitation. The newspaper uncovered the practice while investigating the death of an inmane in February. Said a source, "The whole building knows (that the inmate choked on vomit.) That's how she died."
This is especially interesting to me today because one of the rehab girls next door (I'm at Pete's now, and he lives next to a rehab center) woke me up at 8 a.m. yelling "This is how you make me FEEL. You make me feel SAD. That's how I FEEL, ok!" And other variations thereof.
The Eels have a new album out, and I'm slightly annoyed that I didn't know. Yes, I -do- fall under the catagory of rabid fan. This is not my fault at all. I'll have to go purchase it today and do some sort of spirit releasing dance to it. The man is hot and the music sexy...I'm addicted.
Now I must go raid the fridge, or at least the box of Rice Crispies Treats.
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Date: 2002-03-29 12:57 am (UTC)new eels album out? *gasp* how the FUCK did I not know this either? I mean granted I've been more or less musically pouting since all of my beautiful tunes were removed from my posession, but DAMN EEL'S this is important stuff... I'da figured with Daisies still somewhat freshish they'd be a lilbit longer... lemmie know whacha think, eH?