| DOWN WITH THE MAN, IN WITH THE JELLY! |


The Un-Daydreamed III and IVPART III:The Un-Daydreamed III and IV
Thursday would be the office Christmas party. We would have a small get-together at Birraporettis for Jacks birthday. Jack stated this bluntly as he put up a new poster in the window for our upcoming Canon Christmas Sale. He wasnt going to ask. The risk of rejection was blatantly ridiculous.
No shots or table dancing, he said as he shook a finger at us, not this time.
The whole crew knew he was lying.
Jack Trejos, My Manager, is not a man of any particularly interesting light. His chronic disapproval is merely a professional way of encour


Big Ben Cries Too There are times still when I watch the world spin, Frame by frame, the colors blur and blend And I stand motionless as it tilts to the top &Big Ben Cries Too


The Pocket: My Moonman The MoonmanThe Pocket: My Moonman
Sometimes waxing, sometimes waning, Sometimes he just disappears into the black, But he's always there:
all day, all night, Even if I never see him. Or so I believe.
At one time I almost touched his surface From my window pane. And more than ever I believed.
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What The Pho

Los DiablosLos DiablosLos Diablos
City of devils, city of fiends The city that crawls beneath the skin Cruel summers, lonely winters The smell of gasoline The taste of licorice whips on a long car ride With the music blaring as the stars fly by
Devil city, is what I call it Los Diablos, there, it's said This town of worn-out buildings Smeared with white and too much red In the center sits a gilded cage Where the abnormals go to be displayed Inside the walls of Los Diablos Los Diablos Los Diablos
Inside the ring of flame A yellow rose blooms in
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PHOTOS: NOT FOR LICKING.
FILING CABINETS: NOT FOR LICKING.
ARMS: NOT FOR LICKING.
SADDAM HUSSEIN: NOT FOR LICKING.
COMPUTER MONITORS: NOT FOR LICKING.
LIVE ARTILLERY: NOT FOR LICKING.
DAVID BOWIE: ...FOR LICKING.
Hey freaktoes. How are you? You need to update your journal or something! Let people know you haven't killed yourself! D:
Guess what song I have stuck in my head? "Magic Dance", from Labyrinth. Oh, the memories!
Have you taken Driver's Ed yet? I've got my permit... but I haven't finished the class yet. I can drive, though! Pretty well, too. But I'm averse to left turns... >_>
Read any good books, lately? I'm rereading Eragon, so that I can start Eldest.
How is Mimo? How old is he now? Does he go to school? Is he pwnage incarnate? How is Ricky? Still Asian?
Nell is... 11, I think? I dunno. I still think she's 8 all the time.
What classes are you taking next year? I bet all your electives are cool/fun. I hope they are, anyway! I'm taking a whole bunch of AP classes... D: And Anatomy & Physiology, and Orchestra, of course, which I'm starting to hate, but I need to stay in because colleges like that sort of thing. ARGHHHH I hate thinking about colleges. I think you told me you already knew which college you were going to... an art school, right? That sounds awesome. Deep down, I really want to go to an art school, but I think I'm not good enough to compete with all you fantastic people, and besides, cutting people's skulls open and operating on their brain seems like just as much fun (if not harder work D: )!
I'm going to a black-and-white themed masquerade party tomorrow! I'm making my own mask... I've got to finish it tomorrow before the party. It's pretty radical at the moment, but too simple for my tastes. >8D So I'm going to spiff it up with some pearls and lace and stuff... I've just got to figure out a way to glue it on without gluing down my fingers and stuff.
Anyways, I just wondered how you were doing. I hope everything's great with you and your family, and I REALLY WANT TO SEE YOU SOOOON! (Even if soon is just "within the year")
Write back!
-Kateth
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PHOTOS: NOT FOR LICKING.
FILING CABINETS: NOT FOR LICKING.
ARMS: NOT FOR LICKING.
SADDAM HUSSEIN: NOT FOR LICKING.
COMPUTER MONITORS: NOT FOR LICKING.
LIVE ARTILLERY: NOT FOR LICKING.
DAVID BOWIE: ...FOR LICKING.
Don't know if you remember me, but I hope you're doing well.
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It is not The Coffee Shop; it is A Coffee Shop...
This is lunakin's new account.
I doubt if you even remember me, but I've missed you, Wacko Jacko
Stay cool
(:
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I need to feel you again, I need your lips on my skin. For one night I could be him. . .
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tonight may be the last chance we'll be given
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hey would you likeths to be apart of the GSA (gay straight alliance)? its at our school, the next meeting is feb. 10 at 7 pm. in the black box, which is the maroon double doors right next to the theatre room, everything is black inside. XD
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Sing once again with me, our strange duet!
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