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Why Yes Lizzy, we CAN say I am a blog freak!!

I had a wonderful night last night
almost got arrested
with my baby - Mark.

Saw some one acts at Bloom.
One was wretched
One was awesome

But the one was REALLY wretched.
Ionesco. Oy.

Today I got a mist on tan.

Ok babes -

I'm leaving you all for a week.
Off to Florida.
Mickey and all that.

Pray I don't get killed by a Hurricane.

God in heaven, this is my last night at home
before I go to Philly.

Good Lord I think I'm going to faint.

Oh, Mother.

Rita

Is this really happening again?
Category 5
heading for Houston
and Galveston

Have we learned anything?

We shall see.

God help them.

smell this

So it's no secret anymore -
I like to immerse myself in fantastic smelling liquids.

Did you know that?

It's true.

I am about to share with you -
a story not about love, lust, deceit, treachery, adultery, murder
nor any other noun we hold near and dear to our hearts.

Instead, Its a story about
Addiction.

I think in my perfect world
I would have become a nose.
thats what they call people who create fragrance.

It's a very intricate art form, actually.
Takes years and years of experience
to ever be considered for a job of any esteem.

But to work for houses like Chanel or Hermes or Bond
thats celebrity status, rarely achieved.

I guess I would say I was around 11
when I first started buying GQ.
Inside I would find the ads
for the newest fragrances.
Armani, Gucci, Guerlain, Davidoff

I fell in love.

I loved them all.

I needed to have them.
As many as possible.

I would spend every penny I had.

And frankly - I still do.

But I've gotten better.
In the past year only about 4 bottles
have been given the high privilege
of making it to my dresser
to join the other 35 bottles.

Yes boys and girls - 40 bottles
count them.

And the prices of said bottles range in price
from, say dinner for 4 at Wendy's
to Dinner for 2 at Le Bec Fin.

Smell is something that often
I think I could not live without.
I sometimes think if I could only have
1 sense - I think it would be smell.

It's insanely important to me.
It's not the pleasure of pleasing others
though many of you are immensely pleased by me
and I don't even have to unzip my jeans.
It's far more selfish than that.
I do it for my pleasure.

Every day a new scent.
choosing can take seconds
or an hour.

Occasionally, it's been known
to take months.

My graduation scent
was purchased 4 months in advance
and finally opened on the day of graduation

and the kicker to that
is those of you that know me and were there
also probably know that I had no desire to be.

I really would have preferred to be home
watching the Golden Girls
which started at the same time.

I love to talk about scents.
What I hate is scents that are pre-defined
meaning womens and mens

the majority of my fragrances
are unisex
some are womens
and of course, the greater minority
are mens

I wear what I like.

And unfortuantely for my bank account
the ones I tend to like
are the financial equivalent
of 3 months of utilities.

So here we go,
my top 7 list
in no particular order:

Hermes Concentre d'Orange Vert
CREED Millesimme Imperial
Marc Jacobs for men
Bond No. 9 Nouveau Bowery
CREED Acier Aluminum
Bond No. 9 Riverside Drive
and
Guerlain Philtre d'Amour
which is a womens fragrance
that I have a half an ounce of
and that was only made for 4 months
nearly a decade ago

and lately, I've come to realize
can fetch over a thousand dollars
on eBay.

Had I known.
I'd have bought 2.
Figures.

So there you have it
yet another fascinating look
into what makes my sad little brain
function so oddly.

I'm talking of course about the amount
of alcohol that this body has probably inhaled
intranasaly over the past decade
which is a sacrifice one must make
if one wants the scent to last
till way past happy hour.

Bonsoir.

Power is out.

Ophelia

Alright, Here we go -

Ophelia hits land.

Bill was evacuated
and last I spoke with him
he said:
"I'm in the middle of it."
I said:
"It's a Category 1, right?"
He said:
"It's a BAD category 1,
we're getting 100 mile winds."

Its moving slowly
as far as Hurricanes go.

He's now 6 miles from the coast
he was right on the coast.

Listen, Mary.

Alright kids
lets talk

I am sick.
I'm sick of anorexic celebrities.
Someone get Lindsey Lohan
a goddamn chicken wing
please.
PLEASE!?!?!?!

Worthless Bitch.

Paris Hilton.
Can someone tell me
why she has not been
assassinated yet?

The girl practically screams
"HIT ME WITH A BUS"

Why is she famous?
Shes not even pretty, kids.

Angelina Jolie
does such wonderful things
shes the ideal celebrity
beautiful
but has a cause
has a purpose
knows she can help
and does it
not for the press
but because she cares

but you don't hear any of that
instead, we hear about
her love life
of which we should not be privy to.
because it's none of our business

I am sick of the media.
I am sick of worthless crap magazines.

I wish Britney Spears
would just pop out
her fucking kid already

I can't take one more
goddamn picture
of her in a tank top

pregnant women are beautiful
but Britney somehow managed
to get uglier.

And that poor dog
shit shit
split clit
zit tit
whatever the fuck it's name is
dressed in matching ugly tank tops

Its all far too much to digest
isn't it?

Why do we allow ourselves
to be subjected to such utter garbage?

Lets digress, shall we?

lets talk about my dream last night.
yes, I dreamed.

as many of you know -
thats a rare occurance.

I simply don't dream.

Last night I dreamed
my house burned down

The fire started in my mothers bedroom
which is next to mine
then it came thoug the wall
into my room

now in my dream
I actually went over
the "what would i grab in a fire" list
that I posted here a few months ago.

In my dream I was literally searching
for shit to grab quickly

I remember feeling just pissed
not sad
not frantic
just fucking pissed

because I knew I was going to lose my closet.

I don't know if I did or not
I woke up.

I do however remember
that I did not grab my picture box.

So what does this mean?
Maybe it has to do with Katrina.
It's always on my mind.
I'm sure it's on yours.

So has anyone had a dream like this, ever?
Please tell me.
Because I'm fucking paranoid.

My mother lit a candle tonight
and I flipped out.

She fucking just had lit it
and I come in the room
and just blow it out

so I was thinking
dreams don't really mean what you dream
it's usually like the opposite
or something that is distantly connected

like whatever my dream was meant to symbolize
it probably wont happen like it did in the dream

so I was thinking, right...

the opposite of fire - water.

water - floods

floods - Katrina.

Ok, fine.

but as I've said - I don't dream.

Why was this dream allowed to come through
my deep sleep for me to remember it?

What forces are at work here?

So say what you want,
but I made sure my photo box is accessible from now on

after all - you are all in it.

and why would I not want to save you?

How fucking random is this post?
It probably doesn't even make sense

oh well, I'm not fucking reading it to find out.
I'm hitting publish and going to sleep
so all typos and shit you're just
going to have to live with them.

you know - nothing really exciting
ever happens to me anymore.

Mark is lovely, guys. I want you all to meet him.

Mandy, Kelly, Alex, Jeff, Anonymous, Lizzy -
you all posted comments
and I love you for it

that means you read this shit.
God help you.

Dammit

Is anyone else disgusted?

As approval ratings drop
point by point

As we give
dollar by dollar

Can't watch the news
CNN is novocaine

"Bush Takes Responsibility"
Oh, Really?

yesterday
LA lost power

yesterday
FEMA crumbled

Oprah
went inside the Superdome

Oprah
showed what no one else would

Superdome
Aushwitz

Superdome
Bergen Belsen

Katrina
"the cost of 2 wars"

But do we have the money?

2 weeks since
how many weeks till?

The compassion
the generosity

Human beings
are Beautiful

You
are Beautiful

We
are Beautiful

Dammit.

And yes, madam.
I'm Beautiful.

God Dammit.

Orientation

If it wasn't mandatory
yours truly
would NOT have went

for the greater part
of thursday
I spent the day
in a Baptist church.

The Institute
being in Center City
has no area
where large groups can assemble
so they've teamed up
with the Baptist church
across the street
and apparently
often times
they'll use it throughout the year

And I feel it's noteworthy
to include the fact
that if I decide to attend
my graduation
I will be graduating
in a Baptist Church.

Now it sounds just insane,
I know -
but the church is actually
quite beautiful
built in 1698, it's one
of the oldest structures
in the city, let alone
the country.
So it's rather inspiring.

Yesterday was high traffic
on the Blog
It's nice. Thanks.
I should get a counter
then you bastards
will HAVE to visit.

oh yea
I said it.

So the whole schedule
was fucked up.
FUCKED up!
It took 7 hours
to do 30 minutes
worth of paperwork
b/c they had you run
all over town to get signatures
of the people in that specific dept.
so often times, there was a lot
of time to kill

so I went shopping.
because, have I mentioned -
HEART OF THE SHOPPING DISTRICT?
NO?

Hmm....I thought I did.

Let me tell you something else
you would think
being an Art school and all -
that the gay population
would be significant.

I don't know.
I didn't spot a lot.
Makes it seem like
a safari, doesn't it?

"Homo spotted at watering hole
while vultures encircle."

Constructive

It's been far too long
since we've talked.

So this is going to be
a post where my main goal
is to be constructive

get things done

said

out in the open

first things first -

I think it's time you've
met my new beau
yes, new beau

allow me now
to add yet another
Mark
to the group

for my new Beau's name
is indeed - Mark.

I am dating a Mark

he's a bloomsburg native
which is fine with me
I rather enjoy Bloomsburg

so it's about 4 weeks now
Mark and I

I think you'll like him.

School is looming
dreadfully close
I am not ready
anxiety
anxiety
anxiety

I took a year off
now I don't think
that I'll be able to get
into the groove easily

oh well.

Katrina

what can I say?

just dreadful

very depressing, all of it.

I'm glad you're all safe,
times like these,
you can't help but think
about everyone you love

and of course, I love you all
otherwise you wouldn't have this link

duh!

I've been working a lot

and I'm getting a cell phone soon
reinstating

it will be a new number

dont call the old number

someone else has it now
I hear he's getting even more pissed
when people call and ask for "Mark"

I have yet to call him
and torment him.

I think I'll save the thrills
for a rainy day.