So I've been freak-out panic city w this damn new apt.
Spent all Sunday fighting w comrade because nothing is planned and he was 5 hours late.
I've learned to never expect him on time, usually runs 1-2 hrs late for everything
But 5?? On the day we were supposed to pick up the key and pay rent? ugh!!
Then when we call the lady holding the key for us to say we're running late-
she says the kid living there STILL hasn't gotten his stuff all the way out!
Meaning the place hasn't been cleaned and I'd assume kid still has the key
WTF? Luckily I have till the 15th overlapping in my old place.
3 days of no response from the actual landlord before he finally answers the phone to tell me it'll be ready by Friday..
And comrade is to somehow make the exchange of keys for rent around his ridiculous work schedule
I'm a control freak and micro-manager so leaving this all on the shoulders of other people is brutally aggravating
I'm fairly certain comrade doesn't even know what he's bringing over or who's going to help him do it
I expected to have 2 weeks to shuttle my things back and forth between my old and new places
so I haven't even packed anything.. and time is quickly flying by

Comrade insisted it would be an amusing twist of fate that we would have to postpone our move in date to the 11th.
He says the date stands out in his mind, as the date we moved into our first place together 3 years ago.
I really didn't think so... but I looked it up our old lease, and he's right.

Zombie Time w/Delta 9 Friday was amazing
I'm glad I didn't let anxiety get the best of me to not go..
I've mastered it for the most part but it still creeps in and gets the best of me at times.
Obscure and I ate from my magic bag and fried and giggled like silly children
She somehow managed to score us plenty to drink for almost free
I remember rolling around and laughing on the bathroom floor (it was clean)
And polling random people trying to talk to us what they preferred- circles, squares, or triangles (who knows)
I was scouted by a photographer who shoots in black light, which is great..
I just happened to be looking for someone with that sort of knowledge



Either I turn gay boys straight (not likely) or guys are becoming more devious in their pickup...
A boy w an obviously gay-ish lisp offered to read my palm and talked about boys town and fire dancing and San Francisco..
I assumed he was a gay gypsy, nothing I hadn't run into before
But apparently that was just a ruse he used to bring a girl's barrier down.
After we talked quite a while he said he had to go and tried -unsuccessfully- to put his hands all over me and his tounge down my throat!
He must have looked such a fool because I squealed and ran away haha

We partied literally till the sun came up
6am drive thrus and gas station attendants thought they were witty,
asking us if we had a late night partying or getting an early start on Halloween..
Obscure and I are Halloween partners in crime, we had amazing blast last year @ the Fetish Ball
She talks we should go to New Orleans next year.
I definitely see that as a possibility!

I've lived alone for 2 years Oct 15th.
Today I was on the phone with my comrade and pouted at him- " I'm gonna have to wait to see you till Sunday again?"
"Well, after Sunday you're gonna have to see me
mondaytuesdaywednesdaythursdayfridaysaturdaysundaymondaytuesdaywednesdaythursdayfridaysaturdaysundaymonday
till the end of time!"
hahah
It's going to be weird sharing space with someone again..
I just hope I can balance my sanity around his insomnia style sleep schedual

Twitter has really turned me back on to the internet.
It's a steady stream of a wealth of knowledge in all different aspects
Summed up in 160 characters so as to keep my ADD brain from feeling overwhelmed with too much of one subject
but sparatic enough to keep my attention

Today I bought a $400 painting for $166

by Clint Carney- vocalist of System Syn/Keyboardist of Imperative Reaction

Watched Glam Lives's latex Hello Kitty fashion show

This was actually in Chicago in Feburary.. What a disappointment I missed that..

Read about an interesting memoir - Impossible Motherhood: Testimony of and Abortion Addict
At first I was repulsed by what the title implied.. but the story strips away the politcal and moral aspects of abortion and digs to the root of human psychology and emotion as to why she made the decisions she did. I'm particularly interested in how it curls strangely around feminism- is it impowering to women to not to be chained by the aspects of motherhood? I'm guessing the moral of the story is true feminism is to feel empowered in the right for YOU to make your choices, not let someone else bully you. But the journey promises to be intriguing.. Feminism always seems to have these dueling points of view I feel torn in between and this feeds into it

I polled random people I don't even know as to what it might take to photograph in blacklight.. Got wheels turning for some photoshoots..

That's just today! haha
My brain feels random and rejuvinated and excited and inspired.
I think it's what I always wanted to get from Myspace but was too caught up in the whore-dom..
Instead of being inspired I found myself compelled to dwell on drama and shallow nonsense
A flood of pretty people that unintentionally live their life straight out of the lyrics of KMFDM's - Dogma
"Let's stop saying Don't quote me, Because if no one quotes you- You probably haven't said a thing worth saying"
"You want to be famous and rich and happy, But you're terrified you have nothing to offer this world, Nothing to say and no way to say it"
and so on.. and so on...

Who is still alive out there??

I haven't used this in ages...
Feeling opinionated and fairly cheerful!
Reading my last few entries.. Wow, I'm 360 from then

So again... Who's still writing/reading out there?

Most men have 3 to 5 full erections during deep (rapid eye movement or REM) sleep. Men who are unable to have an erection because of a psychological problem still have erections during deep sleep. Occasionally some sleep disorders or serious depression can prevent these nighttime (nocturnal) erections. The NPT (Nocturnal Penile Tumescence) test determines whether a man is having normal erections during sleep

A strip of four to six postage stamps (any kind) is used for each test. The test needs to be done for three nights. The man needs to wear brief-type undershorts that have a fly. The penis is brought through the fly leaving most of the pubic hair against the body.

The strip of stamps is wrapped snugly around the shaft of the penis. The stamps need to overlap so the overlapped stamp can be moistened to seal the ring. When the stamp has dried, the penis is carefully replaced inside the shorts. The shorts are worn to sleep in. (They help protect the stamps from falling off).

In the morning, check to see if the stamp ring has been broken along the perforations. If the tearing of the stamps awakens the man during the night, check for an erection and how rigid the erection is.

In the case you do have ED...

You may want to consider an inflatable implant.



Inflatable implants consist of paired cylinders, which are surgically inserted inside the penis and can be expanded using pressurized fluid. Tubes connect the cylinders to a fluid reservoir and a pump, which are also surgically implanted. The patient inflates the cylinders by pressing on the small pump, located under the skin in the scrotum. Inflatable implants can expand the length and width of the penis somewhat. They also leave the penis in a more natural state when not inflated.

SQUEEZE THOSE TESTES AND PUMP THAT BITCH UP

"The idea had been growing in my brain for some time..."

Lil miss Cotton Kandy Lip Service (left) and me (right) gettin our pics on last Saturday at some crappy local emo show. Isn't she just oh-so-dolly-rrific? ^_^



( Toxi Kandy - Melts in yer mouth, not in your hand )