The Undignified Exploits of a Harlet [04 Sep 2006|01:29am] Everyone who has not added me at socalledhipster fucking sucks.o.o;The end....? 4 orchastral tear cashflows :: fall apart. [16 Mar 2006|12:54pm] Okay, kids. Today's the big day.I have had this journal for almost three years, and I've decided now would be the best time to change names. Especially since my paid account ran out, and now I've renewed it on my other name. Adjust yourself accordingly, lovers. I'd be terribly disappointed if I lost any of you. ♥socalledhipster. Hooray for boobies. 6 orchastral tear cashflows :: fall apart. And I believed in you, when you say happiness... was all you wanted [15 Mar 2006|09:57pm] music :: I Love You~HIM I’m so fucking bored with life, the only thing that seems to get a rise out of me is seeing Milosevic being carried off in a Mercedes hearse. Being dragged through the streets with onlookers kicking and spitting seemed much more fitting, while thousands of his racial inferiors remain in unmarked graves. These days do nothing but pass, one after another like a breeze against a tree. Swaying is all I seem to be doing. And so I pass the time with another book, another thought, another word and sentence to add to stories with no end. I just need another drink is all.The options remain heartless, having another job to fill up the time provides no more solace than the next drink of whiskey I’m going to pour. Filling myself up with certain habits that will remain embedded. I’ve got new friends, I’ve got no money, I’ve got new songs, I’ve got more books, I’ve gained new knowledge, I’ve got everything I need (but me). 1 orchastral tear cashflow :: fall apart. [14 Mar 2006|12:23am] mood :: crushed music :: Over My Head, Better off Dead~Sum 41 Shhh. fall apart. [10 Mar 2006|09:33pm] mood :: in pain music :: Without You~Digital Allies So I got some BenGay. Nothing about that is notable, BenGay works, I want to do BenGay commercials where I take a baseball bat to the spine, then someone throws a bunch of BenGay on me and I jump up, better than ever, minus the spinal cord injuries that I can no longer feel, thanks to the BenGay.I put some on my thigh muscles, and somehow, some god damn how, through a series of events that are as mysterious to me as the equaitons dealing with nuclear fission in a ham sandwich, I got a glob right on the vag. THE VAG, for the love of Christ!! I just spent the last ten minutes screaming. My sister made some jokes about divine retribution, as if my mom had been praying for my vagina to light aflame because I had a boy staying at my house, and where were his parents? It was a funny joke, but as I said before, I WAS SCREAMING IN PAIN. The moral of the story, dear friends, is that you should never, ever, under any circumstances get BenGay within ten feet of your vagina. It's the most intense and excrutiating pain you will ever feel.My leg muscles feel pretty good though. 4 orchastral tear cashflows :: fall apart. Viva Mexico!! [09 Mar 2006|10:34pm] My sister and I were watching "Zulu", and I asked, "Are the Zulu just chanting 'zulu'?", to which she responded, "They're Pokemon".It's funny. Laugh.Also, Read this article, a rant ensues.My thoughts are as follows:If illegal immigration of Latin Americans into the United States is such a problem, why is it incumbent upon the US to "solve the problem"? (A fence and guys with guns are not a solution, by the way) Can't the Mexican government make Mexico more liveable? Or is it racist to think that they should solve their own problems? I forget these days.Also, all Mexicans should be issued high powered weaponry so as to kill and/or injure those guys who go out all night and patrol the border on their own time, because they just love America so darn much. If we lost most of those guys, the median IQ in this country would jump to astounding heights.I just don't see how the United States building a fence and Mexico NOT trying to improve their situation really helps anything, is all. This is probably just one of those examples of a divisive issue where an intelligent solution will never be reached because people on both sides are so convinced that their idiot plan will work. Blanket legal status for all illegal aliens is stupid, but so is a giant fence.-SJDC- 1 orchastral tear cashflow :: fall apart. [09 Mar 2006|07:05pm] mood :: bitchy If everything reminds you of something else, where is the virtue in any new experience? 2 orchastral tear cashflows :: fall apart. [09 Mar 2006|07:03pm] mood :: annoyed music :: Sakura Sanku~Love Hina OST Sometimes shit happens that makes you wonder why you even fucking bother... 3 orchastral tear cashflows :: fall apart. [08 Mar 2006|08:06pm] 1. Leave a comment, saying you want to be interviewed.2. I will respond; I'll ask you five questions.3. You'll update your journal with my five questions and your five answers.4. You'll include this explanation.5. You'll ask other people five questions when they want to be interviewed. 1. If you could be any animal what would you be? A penguin. My name would be Penguin J. Peng00n.2. If you could create a business, that did NOTHING at all but made lots of money, what would you call it? Cha-Ching Mo' Betta Industires. "We just do things mo' betta."3. If your life was a comic book, what would it be called? Just Shoot Me. Okay, no, that's if my life was a sitcom. If my life was a comic book it would likely be called Playground Heros....okay, so that's if my life were a band. If my life were a comic book, we could call it Stephi-chan no Sukebe.4. What would your mating call sound like? Plllllllllllllllllllllrowr.5. If you were allowed to name yourself what would that name be? Luna Lovegood. Duh. That's only what I'm going to change my name to when I get enough money to do so. Tch. 3 orchastral tear cashflows :: fall apart. [06 Mar 2006|10:41pm] Is it just me or do double dongers look cool? 4 orchastral tear cashflows :: fall apart. [05 Mar 2006|07:40pm] Why is it that the same old skin, complete with that ratty t-shirt you always wear, can feel so good, sometimes? Is it the company you keep, or the good dreams you wake up from? In either case, the shirt I wear when I feel like I could never, not once, pretend to be anyone other than Stephanie Collins, but for some reason on a day like today, it makes me feel like I'm something less than pathetic, and nothing has changed. And I ask you this, friends: What the fuck?Also, The British Empire was spread to the corners of the Earth by severe alchoholics, do you realise that?And why do the descriptions of movies on the back of DVD or VHS cases always end every sentence in an exclamation point?And on a last note, I just found out yesterday I have anemia. Anemia?! Isn't that crazy? Although it does explain a few things, like why I'm always so tired. Eh. I'm dying anyway, what's it matter what I die from, epilepsy or anemia. My mom was in a panic when she found out, and she kept asking if I was scared. Psssh. Why would I be?At least she doesn't know about the epilepsy, and I don't intend to tell her, either. Poor thing, it would probably break her heart.-SJDC- 1 orchastral tear cashflow :: fall apart. [03 Mar 2006|11:55pm] music :: Omnibus~Katie Skate Russian Underground Hiphop.There is absolutely no excuse for not downloading the illest joint out of Moscow.Seriously.-SJDC- 1 orchastral tear cashflow :: fall apart. [03 Mar 2006|01:14am] What does your handwriting say about YOU? fall apart. [03 Mar 2006|12:40am] mood :: crushed Sometimes nothing is worth the trouble it brings. [01 Mar 2006|07:35pm] Okay, Jason will probably know this, but in my flu-induced haze, I was wondering...is Bobba Fett a virgin? Because if he is, wow. He can lose his virginity to me anytime *clicks tongue*.Also, it's March. Anyone who knows me knows what that means, and to those who don't, here's a crash course: March means every single day until the 17th, I will be showing my Irish pride outloud by drinking until I'm stupid. You should join me. It'll be fun.Damn. What a way to start the third greatest month of the year. This cold is really kicking my butt. Love me, whoever you are, for I love you back.♥ 9 orchastral tear cashflows :: fall apart. [28 Feb 2006|08:40pm] Oh. My. God. Microwavable burrito filling isn't made of food, they're made of lava specifically meant to burn the surface of anything it touches....It's true. 11 orchastral tear cashflows :: fall apart. [27 Feb 2006|07:39pm] I have the herp again. This time it's on my inner lip. Who wants to make out? 8 orchastral tear cashflows :: fall apart. [27 Feb 2006|07:28pm] mood :: still sick music :: Last Train to Clarksville~The Beatles Oh! Before I forget.In my feaver induced haze, I know someone called me and by the grace of whatever gods are out there, I actually answered the phone. I don't really remember what it was we talked about or for that matter who it was, but I do remember talking animatedly about the catpeople and the war going on in my bed. I also remember hanging up on them. So, whoever you were, please be so kind as to tell me who you were so I can appologize formally. Thanks. 1 orchastral tear cashflow :: fall apart. I'm having a lovely time, wish you were here [27 Feb 2006|06:33pm] mood :: sick music :: Within You~David Bowie I got sick yesterday, and have spent most of my time since then asleep, which was nice, aside from the whole wanting to die thing.It wouldn't have been so bad, but I am going insane from all sorts of things. It just feels like there is too much going on all at once. But why I should be angry, of all things, to such a degree, and yet lacking the ability to just scream and yell and let any of it out, well, it sort of made the whole sudden illness thing even better. Sick and crazy! Of all the things to be all at once.In other news, I have been paying no attention to the olympics. Though I have heard about the ice skating, and I wonder why in the hell people watch ice skating. Though I wonder why in the hell anyone can tolerate dance or any of the arts that is concerned with the movement of the human body. I never understood it at all, considering to do it you've got to condition and train and starve, and that's hardly any way to demonstrate anything that might be construed as honest, isn't it? Seriously, though, it's ice skating. What the hell?-SJDC- 1 orchastral tear cashflow :: fall apart. [25 Feb 2006|10:51pm] Fruity Pebbles are delicious. 5 orchastral tear cashflows :: fall apart. The Recent Voices The voices before
I’m so fucking bored with life, the only thing that seems to get a rise out of me is seeing Milosevic being carried off in a Mercedes hearse. Being dragged through the streets with onlookers kicking and spitting seemed much more fitting, while thousands of his racial inferiors remain in unmarked graves. These days do nothing but pass, one after another like a breeze against a tree. Swaying is all I seem to be doing. And so I pass the time with another book, another thought, another word and sentence to add to stories with no end. I just need another drink is all.The options remain heartless, having another job to fill up the time provides no more solace than the next drink of whiskey I’m going to pour. Filling myself up with certain habits that will remain embedded. I’ve got new friends, I’ve got no money, I’ve got new songs, I’ve got more books, I’ve gained new knowledge, I’ve got everything I need (but me).
Shhh.
So I got some BenGay. Nothing about that is notable, BenGay works, I want to do BenGay commercials where I take a baseball bat to the spine, then someone throws a bunch of BenGay on me and I jump up, better than ever, minus the spinal cord injuries that I can no longer feel, thanks to the BenGay.I put some on my thigh muscles, and somehow, some god damn how, through a series of events that are as mysterious to me as the equaitons dealing with nuclear fission in a ham sandwich, I got a glob right on the vag. THE VAG, for the love of Christ!! I just spent the last ten minutes screaming. My sister made some jokes about divine retribution, as if my mom had been praying for my vagina to light aflame because I had a boy staying at my house, and where were his parents? It was a funny joke, but as I said before, I WAS SCREAMING IN PAIN. The moral of the story, dear friends, is that you should never, ever, under any circumstances get BenGay within ten feet of your vagina. It's the most intense and excrutiating pain you will ever feel.My leg muscles feel pretty good though.
If everything reminds you of something else, where is the virtue in any new experience?
Sometimes shit happens that makes you wonder why you even fucking bother...
Russian Underground Hiphop.There is absolutely no excuse for not downloading the illest joint out of Moscow.Seriously.-SJDC-
Sometimes nothing is worth the trouble it brings.
Oh! Before I forget.In my feaver induced haze, I know someone called me and by the grace of whatever gods are out there, I actually answered the phone. I don't really remember what it was we talked about or for that matter who it was, but I do remember talking animatedly about the catpeople and the war going on in my bed. I also remember hanging up on them. So, whoever you were, please be so kind as to tell me who you were so I can appologize formally. Thanks.
I got sick yesterday, and have spent most of my time since then asleep, which was nice, aside from the whole wanting to die thing.It wouldn't have been so bad, but I am going insane from all sorts of things. It just feels like there is too much going on all at once. But why I should be angry, of all things, to such a degree, and yet lacking the ability to just scream and yell and let any of it out, well, it sort of made the whole sudden illness thing even better. Sick and crazy! Of all the things to be all at once.In other news, I have been paying no attention to the olympics. Though I have heard about the ice skating, and I wonder why in the hell people watch ice skating. Though I wonder why in the hell anyone can tolerate dance or any of the arts that is concerned with the movement of the human body. I never understood it at all, considering to do it you've got to condition and train and starve, and that's hardly any way to demonstrate anything that might be construed as honest, isn't it? Seriously, though, it's ice skating. What the hell?-SJDC-