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Step back into Milly's Millinery
Sunday, October 23, 2005
Slide into the icy depths
Mood:  don't ask
Now Playing: We Three - The Ink Spots
Dj's date, no doubt Jewish, will draw the biggest buzz. Imagine the black tar affair held at the end of the world. Penguins in tuxs and icicles in gowns all continging with the surf.

OnlineHost: DJSK7247 has entered the room.
Plaid suitcases: Dj?
DJSK7247: don't smoke sorry
Plaid suitcases: Oh. Do you have a lighter though, Dj?
DJSK7247: no
Plaid suitcases: Okay.
Plaid suitcases: What brings you here Dj?
DJSK7247: the name of the room
Plaid suitcases: You're a star of clear also?
Plaid suitcases: Get comfy.
Plaid suitcases: Where is everyone?
DJSK7247: hanging out
Plaid suitcases: Dj...who are you?
DJSK7247: just some guy
Plaid suitcases: More info than I expected.
Plaid suitcases: I like what I hear though.
I Brenya145 I: how are you dj?
DJSK7247: sick
DJSK7247: how are you?
I Brenya145 I: honestly I'm sick too right now
I Brenya145 I: I hate being sick
Plaid suitcases: It's part of it.
Plaid suitcases: Life.
Plaid suitcases: But this is friends people.
I Brenya145 I: drink some tea
I Brenya145 I: anyway....
Plaid suitcases: Just open all the windows and pretend everything is as it should be.
Plaid suitcases: I told you. I'm insane.
Plaid suitcases: You'll be okay too.
Plaid suitcases: Two.
Plaid suitcases: Three. All of us.
Plaid suitcases: We're stars.
Plaid suitcases: I'm dancing. One minute.
I Brenya145 I: I used to go to raves and dance all night
I Brenya145 I: massages, light shows with glow sticks
I Brenya145 I: I want to go latin dancing...
I Brenya145 I: belly dancing is my favorite
Plaid suitcases: Wow.
Plaid suitcases: You can belly dance?
Plaid suitcases: If we ever have a party in my room, you're the entertainment.
Plaid suitcases: You sound like a party.
Plaid suitcases: I want you up on a little table with a strobe light on you.
Plaid suitcases: I want to be on a table beside you. Only I want to be sitting indian style just watching you belly dance and latin dance and rave and all that.
I Brenya145 I: ok
Plaid suitcases: Can I decorate you with glow sticks too?
I Brenya145 I: deal
I Brenya145 I: yes
Plaid suitcases: So deck.
I Brenya145 I: I'll put them on a belly chain around my waist
I Brenya145 I: ok
Plaid suitcases: Dj...want to be guest of honor at that party?
Plaid suitcases: Won't it be beautiful? A CLEAR party.
Plaid suitcases: Maybe it can be just Us.
I Brenya145 I: you mean stars of clear party
Plaid suitcases: Yeah.
I Brenya145 I: yeah just dancing and a good time
Plaid suitcases: Mmhmm.
Plaid suitcases: Words are magic.
I Brenya145 I: what are you doing dj?
I Brenya145 I: dj?
Plaid suitcases: Did we lose Dj?
I Brenya145 I: I don't know
I Brenya145 I: he said he was sick
DJSK7247: i'm here..
Plaid suitcases: Must have scored.
I Brenya145 I: oh ok
I Brenya145 I: nice
Plaid suitcases: Oh. There he is.
I Brenya145 I: what are you doing dj?
I Brenya145 I: ?
Plaid suitcases: You should go for cocoa if you're cold.
I Brenya145 I: ok
Plaid suitcases: Are you going to make cocoa?
I Brenya145 I: yeah I'm just going to warm it up..brb
Plaid suitcases: I turned my radio off.
Plaid suitcases: I think I'll put on Christmas music. Slow things down a bit.
Plaid suitcases: I can't be dancing around this treehouse all night.
I Brenya145 I: what kind of music do you listen to dj
DJSK7247: House Muisc
I Brenya145 I: are you a dj?
I Brenya145 I: I love techno
I Brenya145 I: well house music I mean..
I Brenya145 I: I like trance too
I Brenya145 I: ?
Plaid suitcases: I'm glad Dj is still with us.
I Brenya145 I: me too
Plaid suitcases: I think he scored though.
I Brenya145 I: most definitely
Plaid suitcases: The biggest stars remember the little people.
I Brenya145 I: I know some djs...I used to go to the state palace theater in new orleans
I Brenya145 I: I like bad boy bill
I Brenya145 I: ak1200
I Brenya145 I: some from europe too
I Brenya145 I: anyway
Plaid suitcases: You must be cute.
I Brenya145 I: I thought maybe he was a dj that's why I was saying that
Plaid suitcases: I know. I'm just thinking out loud.
Plaid suitcases: I'm picturing you hopping around that club....hobknobbing with the djs.
I Brenya145 I: oh yes
Plaid suitcases: Hot.
I Brenya145 I: I get backstage at concerts too
I Brenya145 I: I almost met maynard...sigh
Plaid suitcases: And you're my friend?
Plaid suitcases: I'm cool by association?
Plaid suitcases: Far out.
I Brenya145 I: lol
I Brenya145 I: I have nice close up pics of apc
I Brenya145 I: I used to go to voodoo fest every halloween in new orleans
Plaid suitcases: My cat tore my spider off the wall.
I Brenya145 I: it's a music festival
I Brenya145 I: lol
Plaid suitcases: Oh my god. It scared me to death.
Plaid suitcases: She was whipping this huge thing around and I didn't realize she had climbed all the way up to the top of my door jam and gotten
that down.
Plaid suitcases: I thought it was real!
Plaid suitcases: Oh my god. You should feel my heart.
Plaid suitcases: I don't need any meth.
I Brenya145 I: what's wrong?
Plaid suitcases: All my windows are open and I'm laughing like a loon.
Plaid suitcases: That spider is huge.
Plaid suitcases: I have to sleep.
I Brenya145 I: I'll sleep tonight I'm sure
I Brenya145 I: ok I'll talk to you tomorrow then
Plaid suitcases: Okay. Hey Dj?
DJSK7247: yes?
Plaid suitcases: See you around, okay?
Plaid suitcases: Take care.
DJSK7247: alright
DJSK7247: you too
I Brenya145 I: I'll still be on dj later if you're still on

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Updated: Monday, October 24, 2005 4:02 PM EDT
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Monday, October 17, 2005
bride-elect
Mood:  bright
Now Playing: Bluejays are nasty mean.
Topic: Square doughnuts?
The big guy and the holy chip raised a coffee table to the Treehouse yesterday afternoon. It's top is as shiny as a baby grand. I'm going to fill it with dolls after we shop for a lid chain today. We have to see the dealer near the Krishnas, whose yoga classes are really taking off. Bubba and Vanni attached to me yesterday, so I dreamt of them and Nana-rana last night. Unpleasant, to say the least.

Jen bought me a huge diamond ring. I use it to display photographs. A pink cat sits in a cloud of feathers and tinsel. I use it to signify myself and it holds nothing.

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Friday, October 14, 2005
I found love
Mood:  caffeinated
Now Playing: Holly Jolly Christmas - The bumble
Topic: discount store romance

U HIFI GUY [8:15 AM]: u did it at kmart?
Plaid suitcases [8:15 AM]: Uh...I did lots of stuff at Kmart.
U HIFI GUY [8:16 AM]: such as?
Plaid suitcases [8:16 AM]: They don't really sell shoes, though I did.
U HIFI GUY [8:16 AM]: a/s/l?
Plaid suitcases [8:16 AM]: I measured men's feet.
Plaid suitcases [8:16 AM]: 37fTX
U HIFI GUY [8:16 AM]: cool...and what else did u do?
Plaid suitcases [8:17 AM]: I found love.
U HIFI GUY [8:17 AM]: how about sex?
Plaid suitcases [8:17 AM]: Heh. That too. Lots of people found that.
U HIFI GUY [8:17 AM]: in the store?
Plaid suitcases [8:18 AM]: Yes.
U HIFI GUY [8:18 AM]: nice...did u?
Plaid suitcases [8:18 AM]: I have a friend that did it there.
U HIFI GUY [8:18 AM]: in the back room?
Plaid suitcases [8:18 AM]: Well, this friend and I were going to do it at the company Christmas party...
U HIFI GUY [8:19 AM]: and?
Plaid suitcases [8:19 AM]: someone told us her boyfriend knew she was missing and with me and was looking for us, so we decided hiding out in the parking lot wasn't the best idea.
Plaid suitcases [8:19 AM]: Who are you?
U HIFI GUY [8:20 AM]: just crusin the chat rooms...and saw your room
Plaid suitcases [8:20 AM]: Oh. A cat person, are you?
Plaid suitcases [8:20 AM]: So curious.
U HIFI GUY [8:20 AM]: mmmmmmmmm
Plaid suitcases [8:20 AM]: You know what I imagine you doing?
U HIFI GUY [8:20 AM]: do u have a pic dear..just curious
U HIFI GUY [8:20 AM]: what?
Plaid suitcases [8:20 AM]: No pictures! Bad dawg.
U HIFI GUY [8:21 AM]: :-(
Plaid suitcases [8:21 AM]: Working in the electronics department.
Plaid suitcases [8:21 AM]: Want to meet in the back for a "break"?
U HIFI GUY [8:21 AM]: yes
Plaid suitcases [8:21 AM]: Heh.
U HIFI GUY [8:21 AM]: u give good bj's?
Plaid suitcases [8:21 AM]: No. I suck.
U HIFI GUY [8:21 AM]: nice...and swallow?
Plaid suitcases [8:22 AM]: That too.
Plaid suitcases [8:22 AM]: I listen too.
U HIFI GUY [8:22 AM]: take facials?
Plaid suitcases [8:22 AM]: Ha.
Plaid suitcases [8:22 AM]: Ow..my eye!
U HIFI GUY [8:22 AM]: i guess thats a yes
Plaid suitcases [8:22 AM]: It burns.
Plaid suitcases [8:23 AM]: I have to get ready for the used books I'm going to fondle soon. I want to smell like pumpkins.
Plaid suitcases [8:23 AM]: Fragrance layering.
Plaid suitcases [8:23 AM]: And I shall linger.
Plaid suitcases [8:23 AM]: I have to chose which books to rub myself on.
U HIFI GUY [8:23 AM]: whatever

Certain titles are destined to be sniffed.

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Wednesday, October 12, 2005
Margo lusts for the Guldens
Mood:  not sure
Now Playing: Imaginary crickets
Topic: Condensation
I told Them I gave at the office. Twenty cents. Ask your girlfriends about how generous you are? If you insist. Picture requested.

IBMEUBU2 [2:52 AM]: how much did you give
Plaid suitcases [2:53 AM]: Two dimez.
IBMEUBU2 [2:53 AM]: i give and give and give
IBMEUBU2 [2:53 AM]: ask my g/f's
Plaid suitcases [2:53 AM]: Hook me up.
IBMEUBU2 [2:54 AM]: f ?
Plaid suitcases [2:55 AM]: Yes.
IBMEUBU2 [2:55 AM]: hoiw much can you give me
Plaid suitcases [2:55 AM]: I'm a gold digger. I can give you everything.
Plaid suitcases [2:55 AM]: What do you want?
IBMEUBU2 [2:56 AM]: i want all of you baby
IBMEUBU2 [2:56 AM]: over and over and over again
Plaid suitcases [2:57 AM]: Uh huh. I'm broke right now.
Plaid suitcases [2:57 AM]: Look me up later.
IBMEUBU2 [2:57 AM]: im not
IBMEUBU2 [2:57 AM]: pic ?

Soap in your nose.

"It's poison." socavalier
Feel the June bug grip your skin heroingirl. so?
[The Children] 48th Highlanders of Canada
She was maybe there came in to visit me as soon as I
entered this abandoned room.
She wanted to know if I had cable internet or DSL. I said,
"No."
She indicated displeasure and stormed off. I'm sort of
glad. She is the one Mr. Heit Meiser knows.
Oooo...an AOL new alert. Would I like to view it now? I
sure would.
But I'm not going to. I'm just going to delete it.
I don't really need to hear about travel bargains. My
suitcases aren't even packed.
She told me today that on the cruise she will fear the
icebergs.
I nodded and murmured, "Titanic." She said, "No. They are
so big, so white. And in the quiet...I'll be afraid."
I could suggest she take some ears with her that hear
things she never will and then she won't be afraid, but eh.
I dug out this odd pitcher shaped like a vampire's head.
In his gaping mouth, where you are to put what is being offered your guests,
I put three apples.
A granny Smith, a reddish gala, and another gala that is
more yellow. It looks like he's eating fruit.
Jen laughed and laughed.
Kissy broke his wrist. No one is talking. No one is
pointing fingers either, which is unusually disturbing.
Once this cd was playing when I pulled in to get my car
inspected. The man was so tickled, he turned the house music down and opened
my car doors and turned up my cd for us all.
Amazingly, there was nothing wrong with my car and it
passed inspection gracefully.
We all smiled and turned our heads. I wish I could have
gathered everyone's thoughts like ballons on strings and watched them bob and
float over mine.
The colors of thoughts.
The auras.
My strings holding them.
The Canadians playing for Us.
Buckwheat groats and bowtie pasta salad all around.
Don't forget the dead man in the white caddy. He's the
guest of honor today.
The one who is crying. We're going to sing Danny Boy
next....so find your lyrics.

Passion costs a pretty penny.

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Sunday, October 9, 2005
Thursday night shoes
Mood:  chillin'
Now Playing: Moonlight Serenade
Topic: Urban farming
Fertile ground. We embarked on our adventure early, testosterone being what it is, and makeup being what it isn't.

Pink suede mules with pink suede roses. Pink "coin purse" handbag with the pink and silver rhinestone detachable snowflake pin on it. Bumble singing Holly Jolly Christmas and featuring classic "snowmonster noises" (holding treetop star).

Grand total? Of course, nothing for me, but for them?

$16.64! Mom nearly had an old guy picking up our tab. She is a wonder.

We found a new place to kick.

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Saturday, October 8, 2005
Guests optional
Mood:  a-ok
Now Playing: Top o the mornin'
Topic: Cheez-it and Kat
Incense reminds me of Jesus.
Meth....oh God...oh my God....and just
god
She took a dive today, she did.
I always wished I could see one of those movies where the
women dance in the water.
What does the music sound like in their dreams?
The flash brought our bodies close enough to feel one
another without touching.
My eyes licked over his shiny teeth...singing squeaky.
"Where'd you get all that money, daddy?"
Stone. He is a rock. My pet rock.
the rub
"Where's the yeah?"
on the counter. grab hold.
there's no mirror to watch yourself fall here
My God you're stunning snowflake.
On grandpa's sweater, to downtown...my postwar meth
snowflake glimmered atop of old smokey.
Hustle AND flow on stagnant ash.
Purple casts.
I begged, "Please not purple."
She didn't know what I meant.
What happened to signs.
My ashes fall to a glass star.
He wanted her to notice the Lexus, but she couldn't get
over the song.
::turns up song:: His anger confuses her. I love that
song?
It's a nice car. The song is fabulous. I had no idea you
were a cowboy.
What's a Lexus?
I had never heard of one.
It still means nothing to me. What is it?
A car.
Yeah. But that song....
I don't have to be. I can function.
I told him, when you ask for your space in the
fridge...don't hurt her feelings.
He told me that he heard her talking to me at four a.m.
So he took the cookies off the top and it meant nothing.
I'll pass it on.
Like it or not.
Still...don't hurt her. You are the fucking love of her
life.
Asshole.
You love her. I know you do.
Take me home.
It's not even Monday, daddy.
Monday is OUR day.
Why didn't he tell me?
On the floor, I kept saying..."It's Monday this month, just
like next month is Monday." and he just nodded.
What day is it?
Yeah. Killer herb.
Friday.
Fruit Loops.
Gin and juice.
Tin or rocks.
Astro....NOT.
He's something.
He gave me some of the sauce Mom couldn't resist last
night, he couldn't wait to tell me.
When he asked, "Is that enough?" I smiled my little girl
smile and shook my head.
"More."
Love me long time.
[that thought dedicated to reveredphelps] what up baby?
chunk deuce
I ran the relish through the harmonizer.
Some time later, he was apologizing for getting me from bed
again. "It's so nice up here."
It's okay. I know, dad.
"What do you want? I think trees should touch the
ceiling."
I want ::dances::
He ::dances::
It is silent, but for snowflake's snapping and their
giggling.
Socks slide like rollerblades in the treehouse. Holla
kitty!!
Stop.
What I meant was I want a coffee table. Get to it.
Everything changes in the treehouse. Everything.
Must.
all the children need someone to show them they can be
someone
I gave him that and more.
Yes, you ache for space. Look around at what your little
one has.
Nothing. Nothing at all.
You win. What you two own did better than your parents did
to you two.
Painfully shy. I'll always have space.
Insane. I'll always have art.
Ugly. I'll always have beauty.
and the beer I stole from you.
Thanks Mommy.
I miss you Matt. Even though I have no clue what "stolen
beer" meant. ::shrugs::
I do steal beer from my mom, but she lets me. So I'm not
habitual.
Just a criminal?
who isn't.
Heh.
eh.
e.
What is that about?

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Friday, October 7, 2005
My one and only You
Mood:  crushed out
Now Playing: ...I can hear the vessels' chimes
Topic: 2.79, that's three bucks!
A series of events that lets me know I am still Yours.

While in bed with The City, drugged became crystal clear without digits being involved (yet platinum was).

It's always two.

I dream of suffocating

....for Their amusement.

I'm here and so is the cold. Right on schedule! Late late late. Just in time for zoe.

Katz' have their tongues and don't deserve Us.

I think.

......I miss you


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Wednesday, October 5, 2005
"Curious about what the note said?" {signed}
Mood:  mischievious
Now Playing: Never B Peace - 2Pac
Topic: Unanswered questions
Here is our piece bien faite for today. Well done kids.

He had another agenda. It wasn't our scavenger hunt treasure list.

Bye bye bitches! and Bye bye bitches. Lisa Cholodenko gets added to our list. She can come on our quest, no?

The beerman of Iowa asked about Kathy. I am In Her Shoes. Researching something for You, I found Kathie Chrestman c. 1977.

Kathie underlined ringworm. I love being right about tattoos and not wanting one.

I did find out the staff might kill me and peripherally, stenosis of the anus grabbed me. A congenital defect, of which I have several.

Men need to be stroked. Id and ego. Empower Us all. Emasculate no one.

Some alcoholics seem to think addicts are more socially accepted. Perhaps.

To Greta [ridesdowntown], Lucies [nepenthe of the vulgus], and sycophants!!

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Tuesday, October 4, 2005
Smarter than you realize.
Mood:  sad
Now Playing: Why
Topic: He believes me.
Heuristucrevenge* [7:23 PM]: I believe you.
Plaid suitcases [7:24 PM]: I'm sure you do. You think I'm stupid.
Heuristucrevenge [7:24 PM]: I most certainly do not.
Plaid suitcases [7:24 PM]: You liked my little quiz for you. I couldn't believe when that girl told me that you said she reminded you of me.
Plaid suitcases [7:25 PM]: Her?
Plaid suitcases [7:25 PM]: Why her?
Plaid suitcases [7:25 PM]: I was sick.
Plaid suitcases [7:25 PM]: That's when I knew you didn't like me.
Plaid suitcases [7:25 PM]: Things changed.
Heuristucrevenge [7:25 PM]: I never didn't like you.
Plaid suitcases [7:26 PM]: She blew it for you then. Better get her.
Plaid suitcases [7:26 PM]: Oh! The timer.
Heuristucrevenge [7:26 PM]: Cooking again?
Plaid suitcases [7:28 PM]: I am.
Plaid suitcases [7:28 PM]: I made dessert for the lunch tomorrow.
Heuristicrevenge [7:28 PM]: What dessert?
Plaid suitcases [7:29 PM]: Easy easy. Blackberry cake.
Heuristucrevenge [7:29 PM]: oooh. Tastey!
Plaid suitcases [7:29 PM]: Dad wasn't too thrilled with lunch today.
Plaid suitcases [7:29 PM]: My menu planning sucks.
Plaid suitcases [7:30 PM]: It's much like my decorating and everything else I do, I guess.
Plaid suitcases [7:30 PM]: Scattered. Incomplete.
Plaid suitcases [7:30 PM]: All over the world.
Heuristucrevenge [7:31 PM]: Is someone running around collecting the pieces for you?
Plaid suitcases [7:31 PM]: Yes. A black hole in space. That's where I'm going.
Heuristucrevenge [7:31 PM]: ah. Entropy!
Plaid suitcases [7:31 PM]: I'll collect them back up eventually.
Plaid suitcases [7:32 PM]: Huh?
Heuristucrevenge [7:32 PM]: Just a fancy word for what you just described.
Plaid suitcases [7:32 PM]: What does it mean?
Heuristucrevenge [7:33 PM]: All energy returning to sapce.
Plaid suitcases [7:33 PM]: Hmm.
Plaid suitcases [7:33 PM]: I guess that is the same thing I said.
Heuristucrevenge [7:33 PM]: All energy returning to sapce.
Heuristucrevenge [7:34 PM]: Pretty much.
Heuristucrevenge [7:34 PM]: Smarter than you realize.
Plaid suitcases [7:34 PM]: I better check on that in case you think like me and we're both wrong.
Heuristucrevenge [7:34 PM]: Surely.
Plaid suitcases [7:37 PM]: Tell me about why babies show up suddenly.
Heuristucrevenge [7:37 PM]: It is only because they are expected.
Plaid suitcases [7:38 PM]: Not a very good answer.

*Name changed to protect the entresol

(1) entropy - lack of differentiation; similarity

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hable con ella
Mood:  special
Now Playing: Pride - Seether
Topic: Possession

OnlineHost: *** You are in "Friends - It is on shoes". ***

Plaid suitcases: Wipe out.
Plaid suitcases: Some just can't hang ten with a flake.
Plaid suitcases: No more heroes.

OnlineHost: *** You are in "Friends - Iowa". ***

Plaid suitcases: I didn't get the job at the bar.
Plaid suitcases: The plates move. I need to start a new journal. I wanted you to be my inspiration.
Plaid suitcases: I hope you're in California.
Plaid suitcases: You know of A Moveable Feast, I trust.
Plaid suitcases: I think together we can take The Tavern To Be In. It's so dated.
Plaid suitcases: I want to call it "Hustle Flo."

When you're awake, write to me, Iowa. Tell me where to put your journal entry.

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