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ok time to throw off the shackles of the past, i got a new LIVEJOURNAL.
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) dirtythighs
it's essentially the exact same as this one but a little more fresshhhhh.
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larryBURGER KING11111!!!!!!!!
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Wednesday, June 21st, 2006
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can't say what i gotta, push out my pride and a pair of hips
now no one has a place to call home and we are stranded in this big CITY right when it was all getting comfortable and i was about to get a new bed, now all there is, is
GUILT
GUILT
GUILT.
not enough quilts.
yeah yeahok.
she is me i am her she is me i am her siamese twin connected at the cunt
fucking singificant nothings and no hot water. poor job performance. hospital bracelets. too many peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. what areyou doing what are you doing?
heartbrainheartbrainheartbrainlunggut
(don't you understand, everything is kinda falling apart right now in ways they never had before and all i want to do is eat cheerios and listen to nirvaaaannaaaaaaa)
but i'm afraid it might kill me
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i am playing loud distorted bass in this really great band tentatively called KITTEN FOREVER with liz e and corrie. we cover "since u been gone" by kelly clarkson and have songs about ice cream and bad life experiences. it's really comfortable and good.
& okay get this
BABY GUTS
DAISY'S COMPACT MICE
FRIENDLY
CHINESE HAPPY (from detroit)
this thursday at the Pocketknife (my/our house if you don't know where it is you should get a hold of me or anyone that lives there or knows where it is)
8-ish $3 suggested donations for touring bands.
please come please be there i will probably take some of my clothes off
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this is my fist! is coming and i desperatly want to play that show too, but i (realistically) have no band at this point, at least not one that could pull it together by july 23rd.
but at least seeing them will be so amazing i might shit my pants.
it's so hot out and we don't have air conditioning in the house or in my car but for some reason i'm not minding that much, i am really digging the idea of summer right now.
i have been driving without car insurance for the past month and didn't even know. ewwwwwps
i went to the Alamo house last night and saw DCM and a band called Kill the Hippies, and they were so good i didn't even care too much that the place was filled with drunk middle-aged men. me and taylor jammed a little before DCM played and i remembered how much i sort of just need to play music to live properly.
i'm gonna go buy a pool, lounging right on lyndale baby.
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my friends are all too beautifulattractive ohhhh i feel like dirt. wah.
still no band. i walked around uptown and took down all the drummer wanted ads, because i was slightly embarrassed by them and other things.
i bought new socks because i'm too lazy to do laundry.
i am becoming more and more aware that i have the grossest laugh of all time, i told tina it sounds like someone screaming in a vacant concrete garage. which is also how my mom talks.
boy am i ever in the mood for a vauge emotional livejournal update (alllwaaayyyss) but i can't, you know, cuz that would be kind of dumb and dramatic, and i'm not on the internet enough to make it a honest, spontaneous spilling of my guts.
but i'm feeling it, believe me.
i just want someone to say to me
i'll always be there when you wake
oh yeah
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Tuesday, April 11th, 2006
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today is i think the 5 year anniversary of spazm's first show. huh. hm. huh.
hey it's true i live in the big city of minneapolis now, unfortunatly i feel no cooler than before.
i'm kind of continually back and forth between feeling so comfortable/ok/good and so restless/letharic/bummed out. i kind of maybe am starting to hate the idea of my job more than the job itself. i keep getting back into the whole "i feel really guilty about selling products that tell women they are not good enough the way they are" thing, but they're just about the make me assistant manager. would this make me a sellout? WHAT TO DO WHAT TO DO.
there's been a bit of a delay on rock and roll in the household because our pipes backed up and the basement flooded with shit.
goddammittttttt i want band
now
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Friday, February 17th, 2006
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"the male seahorse carries the children and gives them birth."
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Sunday, February 12th, 2006
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hey can i just spill my guts now
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Tuesday, January 31st, 2006
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| Time: | 1:25 pm. |
| Mood: | sickies. |
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okay, my fucking check card got stolen AGAIN i am the victim of identity theft AGAIN this is the second time in three months this has happened to me!
we went on the UNLIMITED POWER TOUR this weekend with the men who control the weather and it was basically insane and funny and awesome and terrible. kind of surreal, and over before i realized it started. mostly it was a lot of long drives through fields and sleeping on south dakota punk house floors covered in thumbtacks and cigarettes and playing in front of a painting of wild stallions running across a lake in north dakota. also, a lot of shirtless men and everyone snoring really loud. but really i had a great time despite the whole lost wallet and money being stolen in Alexandria thing.
baby guts played 5 shows in 5 days, and i didn't really eat anything or sleep well the whole time we were out of town. plus i clearly partied too hard, so i got super worn-out and i came home and got really sick and took pills all throughout work yesterday and couldn't figure out why i kept feeling even more like i'd been tranquilized when i realized they weren't non-drowsy pills.
( poloroids/hemmorhoids )
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Sunday, January 22nd, 2006
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blowjob humor is real classy.
me and tina had a joint birthday party on friday and i ended up getting pretty drunk and falling in love with everybody.
baby guts and the men who control the weather go on the UNLIMITED POWER TOUR this week, i am so ready.
one of the headlines on MSN is "A Dog Man Gets a Cat." the first sentance is "I never liked cats much. Then Mother moved into my barn." ok go msn.
now it's time for french silk pie and the annual birthday hating-of-my-parents-and-consequential-emotional-breakdown.
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Tuesday, January 17th, 2006
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| Time: | 5:14 pm. |
| Mood: | stomachache. | | Music: | clean up before she comes. |
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hey finally some apartment pix0rz, hm.
( hangin' in the butthole )
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Saturday, January 14th, 2006
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| Time: | 7:53 pm. |
| Mood: | fingertips. | | Music: | screaming. |
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1/14 i am vapor!cuz i just always think i am indexfinger(s?) to sternum headed backwards out the door from one darkblack room to another and there are little bars here screaming CENSOR CENSOR and maybe i can just try being goddamned nice for once instead of so wrapped up in self-loathing and dirty skin and fuck it man, life is an injustice and just cuz you got nothin that doesn't mean it all cuts off and tears and pulls. (OK BASICALLY this means i am going to try to pull it the fuck together even though i am stubborn and might not feel like it later but right now i am worn down from being worn down and for some reason i am putting this on LIVEJOURNAL for some god-knows-why reason. pay attention to me.)
are you there god it's me laura, when will i get my period when will my boobs grow (please no) when will boys start to like me wahhhhhhhhhhhhhh
today i ate 2 bagels
today i watched Live! Tonight! Sold Out!!
today i developed old film
today i won an mp3 player
really.
yeah and sometimes life just sort of sneaks up on you and says "hey, you're gonna be 20 years old in a week, you won't be a teenager anymore so now what's your excuse?"
shove it life, you sonofabitch.
hey really though, give me things i need to take care of before i can't pass anything off as typical-teenage-angst-aye-me anymore. besides youknow.
like reading catcher in the rye or something, except better cuz i've already done that.
okay?
go.
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Tuesday, January 3rd, 2006
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i don't have any dramatic 2005 memories nostalgia trip for you this time, but oh my god you guys i kissed so many people on new years
i also made a weird face and stood on johnny boom boom's stomach for like 10 minutes, i think he was on acid
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Sunday, December 25th, 2005
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| Time: | 1:48 pm. |
| Mood: | foot asleep. | | Music: | RED AUNTS. |
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okay wow christmas was disappointing this year. yes i am a greedy brat
really the only thing i wanted a lot was a really soft down comforter, and i specifically asked for blue, or pink or white or something, and my mom gave me a BROWN SUEDE one.
who the hell sleeps on brown suede!
she also gave me, my dad, and my sister pictures of herself on her latest backstreet boys cruise.
i also got a can opener, a calculator, and the wrong size windshield wipers.
i asked for blank cds and cassettes, and poloroid film, and you would think those would be really easy/relatively inexpensive things to get, but instead i got a calender of bushisms, an ungodly amount of socks, a new cd player/alarm clock i just flat out don't need, and a mexican blanket that's the itchiest thing of all time.
also, more fucking easy mac.
but i got this finallyfinallyfinally
gsjghdsj
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Saturday, December 24th, 2005
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| Time: | 8:10 pm. |
| Music: | FAMILY :(. |
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yes it's about time
"Google has unveiled its latest no-brainer: a search function that allows surfers to easily find music and related information on artists and albums. A Web surfer who types a band name, album title, or song lyric into the Google search bar will now get a list of online stores where they can buy the tunes in question. Those sites include Apple's iTunes, as well as rivals like Microsoft's MSN Music, Amazon.com and RealNetworks' Rhapsody."
oh and santa brought me a multi-speed vibrator for christmas.
somebody find me a dude that thinks i'm hot that's not 16, ok?
time is running out, whatever.
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Friday, December 16th, 2005
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the way it all just sits in your spine, there are bruises all over my legs and i don't know where they are coming from (i keep complaining about this), and hey what do you mean i talk in circles?
3. floss
5. calm down
7. appreciate
8. wear clean socks
10. finish one book at a time
12. be prepared
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Tuesday, December 6th, 2005
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| Time: | 1:50 pm. |
| Music: | rama lama. |
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ways i have been unintentially physically destroying my body little by little in the past week:
- falling down on the ice at least 3 times landing on my knees
- cutting open my fingers while playing shows because i just don't play guitar right
- slicing open my side on a dull metal corner at work
- stubbing my toe 2 times in five minutes on the same cd player
- these bruises that just keep showing up everywhere and i don't know where they are coming from besides playing punchies, which really probably just explains that
- i bought a new bra that actually has that underwire shit and it's cutting into my ribs
- burning by tounge with hot chocolate and then eating salty chips
plus everything just hurts a hundred times more when you're cold.
baby guts played a show at the triple rock on sunday night and at the alamo house yesterday. apparently the owner of the triple rock really likes us, and everyone was saying what a good show it was just for the connections it would get us. and last night the guy who ran the alamo house show said that he was going to try and pull some strings and get us to open for dillinger four this sunday at the entry, and that he liked us so much he called them three songs into our set. so that's kind of insane.
i have never wanted to listen to everlong by the foo fighters as much as i do right now, because i had the lyrics vaguely stuck in my head without the melody for weeks and finally just remembered what song it was.
you've got to promise not to stop when I say when
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Sunday, November 27th, 2005
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| Time: | 6:35 pm. |
| Mood: | backache. | | Music: | discussion. |
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i read the perks of being a wallflower over the last few days, i can't believe i hadn't read it until this point in my life. i should have read it when i was 15 and then everything could have made sense and i would have used it as a reference for everything in my life, and then when things happen later i can say OH this is still really relevant and perfect. and i would make that winter/patrick mix tape and be obsessed with the Smiths and feel infinate! because i haven't for a really long time, but you can't really feel infinate on 40 hours a week in a beauty supply store.
i guess i will just never get over my burning passion for coming-of-age novels.
oh and today i put antiseptic numbing spray on my nipple.
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