March 2010
12 posts
#36 dream a little dream. →
frog and the teaches of peaches →
beauty school drop(pings) →
pin cushion. christianity. solo una puntita.... →
fuck yeah rhode island.: Who's going?! →
maddie! go for me. i’ll be there next year!
The 54th Annual Newport, Rhode Island Saint Patrick’s Day Parade will be held, rain, snow, or shine, on Saturday, March 13th 2010. It will begin promptly at 11:00am from Newport City Hall and will proceed to Carroll Avenue at Saint Augustin’s Church in the heart of the Fifth Ward. The parade…
Providence, RI is using Craig's List to find its...
we were made for each other.
fuckyeahrhodeisland:
Sounds about right.
wellthisisit:
I’m not sure if this has been done before, or what the current/last mayor did, but the citizens of Providence, Rhode Island are looking for a new leader on Craig’s List. This is from Portland’s CL, so I’m guessing other cities are being tapped as well.
my life has evolved from poignant moments of nostalgia and beauty and introspection to repostings of tacky, cliched penis drawings. yet somehow, i feel like that’s appropriate to describe my general state of living.
January 2010
1 post
December 2009
12 posts
i’m moving to rhode island!!!!
bukowski
excerpt from o, we are the outcasts
ah, christ, what a CREW:
more poetry, always more P O E T R Y .
if it doesn’t come, coax it out with a laxative. get your name in LIGHTS, get it up there in 8 1/2 x 11 mimeo.
keep it coming like a miracle.
ah christ, writers are the most sickening of all the louts!
yellow-toothed, slump-shouldered, gutless, flea-bitten and obvious … in...
urban nonfitters
fitting rooms. i am the attendant. 12/7/09
girl: do you have a size 24?
me: uhm.. no. i don’t think they make that small… anywhere.
(awkward silence. she looks at me. i look at her)
me:…but i guess i can look.
(or you can gain weight)
twilight zone
at area with jessie and hannah.
black bouncer: hey ladies. you guys are looking cute.
(queue girlish giggling)
asian guy: they have to pay 20 each.
me: WHAT. it’s … 1230… the night is almost over!
other asian guy: most people have to pay bottle service to get in this late…
me: whatever, buddy. 20 bucks, i think not.
black bouncer: let them in.
asian: no.
me: come...
i want it to snow.
sometimes you’re in that mood. feel like you’re burning bridges, burning lovers, burning houses and dreams. the air piercing your skin because you like the feeling of feeling anything but desperation and hopelessness.
waiting. and waiting. and god, it’s decemeber 1st.
November 2009
12 posts
happy thanksgiving: craigslist casual encounter...
Looking for a girl that likes to get liked- m4w- 25 (Moorpark)
Well the title says it all just wana find a girl that enjoys reciving oral. I wouldnt think it would be hard to find someone but I was wron. Age race looks realy don’t matter as long as you got a clean shaved pussy. If you got a big clit or can squirt even better. Im 6’ 230lb football player built. Looking for tonite or...
le tigre - eau d’bedroom dancing
untitled part, like, 93
you know what’s appropriate on a thursday night? being drunk and completely unsatisfied. it’s an unsatisfaction that even a terrible hook up couldn’t even cure. an unsatisfaction that getting sexy drunk text messages saying “i want you” “i need you” couldn’t even fulfill.
i got to get the f e r k out of here.
whether this is a good idea or not
portland, oregon— i hope you’re good to me.
why you probably shouldn't date your mechanic.
with madden highlights from yours truly
text message 1/3
your a fucking bitch (it’s “you’re”), cause i have kids well fuck you then (not just one kid, plural kids with plural on the baby mamas), and im not a lier (we’ll wait to the end of this barrage of texts to see if that’s true or not), alisa (baby mama #2) is and your (you’re) a fucking cold hearted...
October 2009
12 posts
bbm topic: chelsea's stress dreams
chelsea: i had a dream i was hooking up with albino phil.
holly: ewwww blugh eeweeweeEEwEwWEEEW
holly: that’s me gagging
holly: haahhahaaha
holly: so
holly: how was it
chelsea: i was explaining my reasoning to you and apparently, i was a sex addict and was desperate and it was surprisingly sensual except he kept turning into an attractive red head in the middle.
chelsea: and whatever...
cougars
30 rock season 2 / episode 7
Liz-“Give it up, Jena, you’re talking to an ultrasound.”
Jamie-“Now I’m getting attitude from the sexy librarian over here.”
Liz-“What? Sexy? You are. Shut up.”
i look like a mad scientist, sitting here in my room. what’s next what’s next.
grumplestiltskin.
i’ve been grumpy lately which could have attributed to my crazy girl twitter rant with .. a computer.. for all i know. anyway. highlight of my night tonight was watching paul blart and reworking my resume. adult life is awesome.
ps. my followership upped two people after that battle. they might be robots too though.
twitterbattle, chelsea browntown ftw.
had my first twitterbattle last night with 50 yr old Liz Silver of rpulse.com. have you heard of that site? nope, it’s because no one reads it.
itschelseabrown @perezhilton is reporting @johncmayer is back in CA and kissing boys. God. Some days I would prefer to be an attractive gay man.
rpulse @itschelseabrown if John Mayer were standing in front of you would you be that disrespectful?
...
kenneth brannaugh is ambitious and hot.
movie night, mary shelley’s frankenstein.
me: i think kenneth brannaugh was making a lot of assumptions with frankenstein’s monster.
will: yeah, i was thinking about that earlier in the movie… but i realized… it’s just a movie…
me: i still have a problem.
(hour later)
me: ok, so, if frankenstein really loves his (hand quotes) “father” then...
between bowls on a sunday afternoon.
hannah: did you give him your number?
me: doesn’t he look like somebody?
hannah: ugh. all the spiritual bullshit. did you hear that?
me: macauley culkin.
hannah: what?
me: he looks like macauley culkin!
hannah: yes. no. hmm.. one of the lesser culkins.
me: you mean like… kieran?
hannah: yes. kieran culkin.
me: yeah. i gave him my number… it was weird though. i had no...
September 2009
6 posts
it really takes a lot for me to get back here.
to come to this spot and write.
it almost pains me to get here. so i’ll medicate.
whiskey and camels. inhale. a sentence. exhale. a period.
but tonight. juice box over whiskey glass. hidden marlboro stash over filters.
and tonight i come here and i can’t say a goddamned thing. and i can’t write anything that isn’t...