Thursday, 4 November 2004

Mood:  on fire
poison oak has sucked for 6 days now.

Posted by the eye of newt at 10:07 PM

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Sunday, 24 October 2004

Mood:  lazy
ishkabibble dribble
chunky soup but dont drink the cow
nutter butters
i feel i may have lost my sour mash muse 4 ever
cut the burrito, the shepherd's pie will soon be done
his swill be done
REFUSE FEAR
wolf, where are you now?
the dorito goddess is m.i.a.
but jesus was purple

Posted by the eye of newt at 2:08 PM

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Monday, 18 October 2004

Thank you, Michael Moore
Mood:  a-ok
Thank you for your bravery and honesty in these fucked up times. You have the biggest balls of all. Thank you for kicking ass for all Americans

Posted by the eye of newt at 3:16 PM

Updated: Monday, 18 October 2004 3:44 PM

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Wednesday, 13 October 2004

Mood:  cool
annagottadavita baby

eat the apple

granny smith

teeter totter

weeble wobble

quazi doodle

whack and blite

kerry snoodle pie

squeeze greaze

spray cheese ;)

Posted by the eye of newt at 5:57 PM

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Tuesday, 12 October 2004

Mood:  a-ok
SHOUT OUT

to my dear sistah, TIF

much love, chickabuskus

Posted by the eye of newt at 11:12 AM

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Sunday, 10 October 2004

Mood:  not sure
cheese doodles
fuk bunny
chicken tart
blarb
clog
snog
racket
jim feldcamp, you did nt take me seriously.

it's the end of the world as we blow it

cream cheese
crack pot
poke smot
yankee doodle mutha fucka
aqua seafoam shame

Posted by the eye of newt at 6:27 PM

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Saturday, 9 October 2004

please check out the sour mash hug band

Posted by the eye of newt at 9:58 PM

Updated: Saturday, 9 October 2004 10:44 PM

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Friday, 8 October 2004

Mood:  mischievious
van las cavaleras, de camino al panteOn...
van y vienen
y las ves pasar.
andan por all?...
son las cavaleras
que felices est?n.
!voy que vuelo!
!voy que vuelo!
ahi a lo lejos se ve el festejo...
hoy es Dia de muertos.
van y vienen
y las ves pasar.
bailan por all?...
es su dia
y van a festejar.
la calaca Pascuala canta
sin pena ni temor
aunque le falte una pata
y en el sombrero lleve una flor.
los ninos piden calaverita
con su m?scara de espanto
y su caja con velita.
!arre, arre!
que me quieren alcanzar.
con esa calaca fea...
me quiren desposar.
formaditas en hileras bailando un danzOn...

- el festival de las cavaleras
Luis San Vicente

Posted by the eye of newt at 4:26 PM

Updated: Friday, 8 October 2004 4:38 PM

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Wednesday, 6 October 2004

Mood:  cool
back from the abyss.....
again.

oh sour mash hug band, where art thou?

Kevin Seal, Sporting Fool, will you be my superstar?

my hero

oprah, can you hear me?

what they did to tommy is just awful.

gargoyle turmoil

fuck W and fuck that little bitch Cheney too

you heard me

I know you did.

Happiness, we're all in it together.

right, terry?

Lord, give me the green

Posted by the eye of newt at 9:00 PM

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Thursday, 23 September 2004

Mood:  chillin'
happy birthday to me

happy birthday to me

Posted by the eye of newt at 8:53 PM

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