1)Met this local newcaster chick with a superior pair of legs at the local "hip" joint where all the casual coke-head yuppies hang out. I had met her before but was quite altered at the time so I wanted to reintroduce myself sober. It went well. She didn't slap me. She's from Oklahoma. I told her I was sorry.
2)Went to a family cemetary function where I hit on my cousin. She doesn't seem to mind.
3)Worked for 4 hours on my new bossa nova tune that once I release is sure to sweep teen America and cause a major sensation.
4)Hung out with some of my idiot friends at the Cafe DuTeau. Met two older ladies(I believe around Noitall's age)and we discussed talk radio and her Kiss shirt.

1. Met a friend for coffee on Commerical Drive. Broadway to 1rst is a total crack alley now, I actually felt nervous walking through there. Talked for 4 1/2 hours, mostly about old boyfriends, compared notes on who had the smallest penis, who was boring in bed, etc.
2. Left to go see friend's week old baby and eat Indian food.
3. Went downtown to watch a lame Philip Glass rip off at the Sugar Refinery. The Indie scensters lapped it up though, slurp slurp.
4. Let a friend's ex think I was his new girlfriend. Very amusing.
5. Left the bar to go watch Buffy at afore mentioned friend's place. There's a lot of rough sex on Buffy these days. Who knew? Willow rocks as the evil witch.
6. Got home at 4am. Had told the baby's parents I would design their baby website that morning, and it was morning, so... Used the mother's tattoo's as an inspiration for the design. Finished at 7, went to bed.
7. Got up around 1. Lay around feeling like hell til 6 or 7. Watched a show on soccer in Brazil and a documentary on biological warfare.
8. Made dinner for my brother and his new Christian girlfriend. Watched Route 66. Forgot how great Christina Ricci was in that, not to mention how good Vincent Gallo was at playing the pyschotic wise ass. Don't think my brother's girlfriend liked the movie.
9. Crashed on the couch, looking forward to sleeping in my own bed later this week and pooping in my own bathroom.

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Originally posted by Noitall:
So how old do you think I am anyway Mezcal??? I was born in 1968, you do the math.

1. Met a friend for coffee on Commerical Drive. Broadway to 1rst is a total crack alley now, I actually felt nervous walking through there. Talked for 4 1/2 hours, mostly about old boyfriends, compared notes on who had the smallest penis, who was boring in bed, etc.
2. Left to go see friend's week old baby and eat Indian food.
3. Went downtown to watch a lame Philip Glass rip off at the Sugar Refinery. The Indie scensters lapped it up though, slurp slurp.
4. Let a friend's ex think I was his new girlfriend. Very amusing.
5. Left the bar to go watch Buffy at afore mentioned friend's place. There's a lot of rough sex on Buffy these days. Who knew? Willow rocks as the evil witch.
6. Got home at 4am. Had told the baby's parents I would design their baby website that morning, and it was morning, so... Used the mother's tattoo's as an inspiration for the design. Finished at 7, went to bed.
7. Got up around 1. Lay around feeling like hell til 6 or 7. Watched a show on soccer in Brazil and a documentary on biological warfare.
8. Made dinner for my brother and his new Christian girlfriend. Watched Route 66. Forgot how great Christina Ricci was in that, not to mention how good Vincent Gallo was at playing the pyschotic wise ass. Don't think my brother's girlfriend liked the movie.
9. Crashed on the couch, looking forward to sleeping in my own bed later this week and pooping in my own bathroom.

[ May 20, 2002: Message edited by: Noitall ]

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What did i do all weekend?
Stared blankly into my computer screen & drooled all over the keyboard while drunk & contiplating the meaning of life and death...aided by the music of Mezcalhead's "Shoegazing" band CD's.

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Originally posted by King Kula Shaker:
Born in 1966 durring a Dust storm, in an Indian Hospital on the Tiqua Indian Reservation, next to Mexico.

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I Mis-spelled my own People!
Actually, they are not my people, i was only born there. And truthfully, durring a Duststorm. I am Scottish decendant.
My Father refused for me to go to the other Hospital to be born, because he knew the Tigua Reservation had a better one.
So, he drove all that way down there.
(My parents lived in the North of El Paso and the Reservation is south).

Hypergrrl!...Are you really Tigua Indian?
Since the Tiguas were really from where YOU are from right?

I am kinda confused about all this.
Help me out!