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jaik.

applesauce? glory?

About Me

I edited my gender with a CUNT. mmmmmmmmmm. i like rare meat. i like nazis. i like order and repression. i like objectivism. i like capitalism. onyx is a stone i adorefuck. and then i like "cunt". i am pretty sure i am in love. probably not though. no, really i've just decided that love is for lovers and lovers are for the birds. and aviaries are for sillies. aka, i'm not in love. but i loveeeeeeeeee lovin'. and cuddling. i like sewing. and wearing eccentric clothes, so saysies meghan. and i likes my hands, cept wif dry cuticles. my heart has a mucus membrane, sliming for you, baby.

My Interests

Sunday, April 01, 2007obviously, my life as an alien mormon.alright, i have a few confessions to make.i've converted to mormonism, so now i can't have coffee or penis.i was recently married on my homeplanet of Claire. in the town Supwitchu, Nuie.so that's what's supwitchme.Also, buy some shares of Cuntron, Inc, located adjacent to Supwitchu, Nuie, in Memphis, Tennessee.Also, in related news. when i get to heaven, because i'm mormon now, i am going marry Ayn Rand. because she'll probably be there too. because she always wanted to be mormon..in other related news, i've now had children, and have adopted the title of proud parent. yum yum babies. andddddddd gerber life insurance.and commas. ,, ,,,,,, ,, , ,,, ,,,,,,,, ,,,,,,ima start comma farming.goodbye.12:27 AM - 4 Comments - 0 Kudos - Add Comment - Edit - Remove

I'd like to meet:

christ. and then whoever happens to be working at my mint farm.

Music:

i like music that cheers me up. or lets me vent. i like it loud sometimes. quiet sometimes. ask me what i listen to. as of riggght now, i have Nancy Sinatra stuck in my head. typically, lou, iggy, bowie, patti, t.rex, misfits, ABBA, mr.cooper, the lips, Jefferson Airplane, MJ, new york dolls, queen, prodigy (the), ramones, sexy pistols, stooges, who, Velvet Underground, hedwig. nick drake. iron maiden. the cramps, daniel johnston, the cure. deathcab, elton john. forgotten rebels, e.smith, cohen, bob dylan, ze locust, bloooood brothers, shins, hedwig, marilyn, cabaret voltaire, goldfrapp...arthur brown n cocorosie. B-52’s. andd. some more. peaches.

Movies:

Karen pulled at the cinched elastic waistband of her forest green sweatpants. She was repositioning her girth. She didn’t think it demeaning whatsoever. On her mind was which variety of Krispy Kreme she was going to purchase at the convenience store she was striding toward. She pulled her swollen hand from her pants, catching a white zircon stone in the elastic creases. She’d bought this imitation diamond for herself. The shirt she wore wasn’t properly tucked in, and flaps of her butter white satin blouse hung behind her catching the wind. Karen’s double-knotted runners met the sidewalk with graceless force, making an abrasive scrape that she took no notice of. The same breeze that rippled the satin rippled the excess flesh on Karen’s neck. The steps on the cement amplified this. Her lips hung open, and her bloated, childlike cheeks gave her face unity. A combination of the crisp morning and her activity gave these cheeks a notable tinge of red. Karen’s skin had a natural sheen, and the exertion presented by walk was intensifying the degree of her forehead’s luster. On her forest green leisurewear was the glaze from yesterday’s selection of Krispy Kreme. Karen took no notice of this.

Television:

i like zombies. i like revelling at neurotic people. i want to have an orchard of plums. and then a mint farm.

Books:

interested in poetry as well.. coffee. again. making people lose : / froclicking obscenities. denouncing religion. "you have to be religious to be sacreligious." applesauce. cuddling. art club subhumans. faggotry. pie, again. apple. apples, really. only cold Granny Smith ones. not Chi Chi LaRue. scary nightmares associated with that. Amanda Lepore. glamorous sex changes. sleeping in the nude. gumption. Ayn fuckin' Rand. Mr.Carroll. Vachel Lindsay. James Joyce. Kurty V, jr. Oscar Wilde: fuck me. mr.King. James st. James. NOT: Danielle Steele Tom Clancy Louis L'amour Yaan Martel Chaucer, enjoyably. Shakespeare, too, while we're on the topic.you, over there.

Heroes:



and Zan and Jayna: The Wonder Twins. the valley of the dinosaurs.obscene hairstyles.people who make spectacles of themselves.Cesar Romero as Joker.Kurt Vonnegut.&

My Blog

loose skin and housewife antix.

and i am retarded, just to let everyone all know. but i can type. but other than that, i'm retarded. in the decisions i make, the plans i make, the money i waste, the money i yearn to make, my desires...
Posted by jaik. on Fri, 20 Apr 2007 02:46:00 PST

obviously, my life as an alien mormon.

alright, i have a few confessions to make.   i've converted to mormonism, so now i can't have coffee or penis. i was recently married on my homeplanet of Claire. in the town Supwitchu, Nuie. so t...
Posted by jaik. on Sun, 01 Apr 2007 12:33:00 PST

mushed tomatoes on cellophane.

sup sup sup sup. i am in montreal. loving lifecake. it's late. korri and i are bunking in second cup o'ernight. because: we are cool. i like it here. feels quasi-european. it definitely feels like an...
Posted by jaik. on Sun, 18 Mar 2007 11:43:00 PST

crumpet.

i am listening to depeche mode. montreal is realising itself. i like 'connexion'. i think ayn rand should be inside of me. she'd so be the man. and then i wrote this weird thing. i had a hooker tooth ...
Posted by jaik. on Sat, 10 Mar 2007 06:43:00 PST

from a yellow coffee mug...

...to the moon! in that yellow coffee mug is warm-to-cold coffee. this saddens me.  i haven't yet decided if i am going to refill it during, or after this blog. we'll see how things go.. okay. i ...
Posted by jaik. on Mon, 05 Mar 2007 02:49:00 PST

joan.

she's done.
Posted by jaik. on Wed, 07 Feb 2007 09:58:00 PST