RHAPS0diC | numero. negativo-dieci-cinque

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One day, in websurfing land, I was searching for links about Jessica Alba, cuz she's a nice girl. It just so happens that I come across the webpage of yet another nice girl called Luka. Funny, "yet another nice girl" spells out YANG, gee golly ...






Actually, her name is Erika, and she spells it with a K. Even though her friend spells it with a C. She reminded me of another girl I used to know named Evelyn, who lived in the Lower East Side aka Loisaida. I love that name Evelyn. Erika lives in Florida, though. The orange juice there must be cheap. My aunt lives in Georgia. They have the world's best lemonade there.

It's a personal website and I learned a lot about her. Actually, I found her interesting and I went searching for more stuff about her. Like I said, she lives in Florida in a nice house in a newly developed town. I hope she doesn't get bitten by a bear. That would be neither fun nor funny. Infact, that would huff assus majorus.

She has a wierd fetish for New York City, showtunes, and golden-age cinema. Kinda reminds me of Robin Quivers from the Howard Stern show. She wants to do art and travel around the world, which is nice and feasible given how good her grades are, and how much of a boss hog persistent character she is. But she spends a lot of time at home. If I had a vagina I wouldn't leave the house either, wait that doesn't make sense, yes it does in a semantic way no it doesn't you silly bag of beans. She also likes looking at movies with hot white dudes with British accents. I wonder how she likes her Jamaican accents. And her Jamaican beef patties. She wasn't born in the year of the Dragon like Robin, though, so. (Note: He, he, angry dragon.)









She was born in the Chinese year of the Tiger (which is wong in Chinese), so she would be super-compatible with my sister. She's part of the Jupiter-in-Aquarius/Pisces members of her generation. That would also make her a bookworm, a movie nut, and a fine Southern belle with a need for a large plot of land, a girdle, a candle and a quill pen with lots and lots of scroll, and a hunk of manly beef cake to serve her tea. By George I do declare !!!(j/k :-). Conker's Bad Fur Day would have been funny if he was from de deep south. A lot of the females I find an interest in end up getting along better with my sister than with me for some reason. She's a Taurus with a Venus singleton and her personal-year numerology is a year after mine, zZzZzZz.
That doesn't mean that she was born a year after me, it means something else. Check it out here if you're curious. I can't say much else cuz I don't know her birthtime or her middle name. She's 16 now (2002) and that's a little on the young side, plus she's a little short and thin for me, but we can still talk though. I promised that once I got my diploma that I wouldn't stick around high school anymore. But high school chicks are so much sillier than regular grown-up chicks. Even though grown-up chicks are smarter and more empathetic.

She reminds me kinda like a cross between Jennifer Lopez, and that nice chick from Les Nubians, you know, the one with the soft voice. She takes good care of her hair and she has great fingernails (you people who went to school with me should know what I'm talking about). As a matter of fact she also reminds me of a girl from school named Sophia Leang (her real name was Sopheop /sow-PEh-ohp/, she was Cambodian). She was super-nice freshman year but turned into a hoochie when she started being part of the in-crowd.

I decided after browsing her site that I would download it to my hard drive. No silly, I don't mean like downloading the Internet, I mean like just one website. I figure that I would save the pages, being that I'm ADDHD-bi-polar-not-even-here-sometimes when it comes to my feelings towards other people. When I see someone's webpage I get into military-insurgent-super-serial-rapist-slowly-moving-unmarked-white-van-grabbing-shit-from-the-bushes mode for about a week. Then for some reason I forget about them and then move on to something else. It took me about 3 days to read all of 12 pages of her public diary entries. I stalked Chris Covell, too, but not in a homo-thexual way though. Sex usually doesn't enter my mind until I get bored, or the other person brings it up (hehe, doity joke).

This space left intentionally blank I have no stamina. I really need someone to kick my ass. Kicking your own ass doesn't work. I mean, if it did, wouldn't it help to have someone else kicking your ass anyway, so like you get a Double-Mint-gum-style ass kicking? I can't imagine myself physically doing it to myself, unless I had a prosthetic. Or I was a parap'legic, then I would have to break my wheelchair in half. With a wrench and a welding machine. And a stack of Shonen Knife CDs. Nice and tall. Like a tall can of Colt 45. Works everytime. OK, I insulted just about everyone who surfs the web all day because they have to. Except for people who have skinny dicks. You skinny-dick piece of pampers ...

I like websites like Erika's because they inspire me to actually write down the stuff that I think about when I can't go to sleep or something. The original artwork on her website rapes yours's. For free. She wins the award for the most creative use of the word "helium-ized." I win the Peabody Award for droppin dimes on dat ass. +, I'm not as serious as I usually am, which is pretty serious (moon-square-saturn style). I haven't written any new poetry yet though (t-hehehe), mainly because I got a new computer, with a new harddrive. And I'm too paranoid to hook up my old harddrive. So, all gone. Along with my FruityLoop's, and the disassembly of the old computer's BIOS. Now I have a new computer, and a new BIOS to look at.

It took me 30 minutes to type this out. 15 of those minutes were spent typing the word "she." It must be a Freudian thing. And about 2 days to edit it. Yep, I was listening to House De-Luxe Vol. 1 again. Before that it was Incognito. Erika listens to too much indie rock, I should send her a reggae CD. I'm pretty sure she probably likes knowing what the guy is saying, though. She's probably heard some reggae being that she lives in Florida. That's Miami, though, I'm pretty sure she lives further up north. She should send me a nice bass mix anyway. I used to love listening those when I visited my cousin's. She listens to a lot more new music than I do, though. Incognito isn't indie rock, it's acid jazz which is kinda like underground R&B except with better music. And Incognito has Bluey Maunick, who's a damn good songwriter. But then again, Erika's nickname on pitas.com is "rhapsodic" which is categorically Freudian.

NOTE: She's playa hating on me because I free-handed all the tables on this webpage. I think that frames suck, especially when trying to view a webpage on a Sega Dreamcast or on a cell phone (or using Lynx for that matter). Besides, you have to download at least 3 different HTML files to render the page as opposed to just one. If only I could free-hand mp3's and wav files, then the world would be truly bestowed. The way I layed-out this shit should win me the Peabody Award (hehe, I got my lay on, umm I mean my lay-out on :'). By the way, I'm a (mostly) heterosexual male (actually I'm 81% heterosexual, which is way beyond the average of like 60-something-percent), and I used pink as a sort of a parody. The rest of my website is black-and-white. I promise. I was never confused about my sexuality like my uncle says I should be at my age. There are more important things to be confused about, like the global balance of power. He's the one who's confused imo. Besides, I have a lack of mutable planets in my chart. Heh, Net Nanny ....

PS:
C:\download\pr0n> debug
-n c:\bios.bin
-rbx
BX 0000
:1
-rcx
CX 0000
:0
-rcs
CS 0AEA
:f000
-w 0
Writing 10000 bytes
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