Field of Daize’s

Now I’ve got you out of my life, well I’m one better.

August 21st, 2001

Hmm, a new change of pace. I just picked up my friend gerardo from the airport. Yes, after four months of being out of the country, he comes waltzing back into the life of mos. It is a nice change, and one forgets his own problems when hosting. I don’t know hong long he’ll stay, but I’ll have to play it by ear.
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Lonely days are gone, I’m coming home.

August 19th, 2001

Hmm, should write something in this thing, as it seems to be a grounding thing to some sort of reality.
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Time is on my side.

August 16th, 2001

*very cheeky grin*
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I’m going to make it, I will survive, keep on surviving.

August 15th, 2001

You are soooo cool. Like a seranade, only more cybery!

hope you had the taaiim of yowa laaife

August 15th, 2001

Hmm, strange the way days shape up.
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Let it be, let it be.

August 15th, 2001

Hmm, another day of just lolling around in my pygamas. Still, if all I am going to do is loll, at least I am doing it in style. The other day I went out and bought a set of elmo pjs. Granted, I hate bloody elmo, but the pygamas are really sexy, even if I do say so myself.
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I will survive!

August 13th, 2001

Julia is the best person I know. She understands music therapy.

Well…

August 13th, 2001

Like sands throught the hour glass, so are the days of hour lives. We are all just dust in the wind.

Insane in the membrain, insane in the brain.

August 13th, 2001

Hmmm, it has come to the inevitable, mossy is sick. Yes, all day I spent with pygamas in bed moaning. My foot really really hurts, and it hurts like all living SF to step on it, so bed or computer chair is the call for a while. I didn’t go to uni, couldn’t handle it today.
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In the navy, you can see the seven seas..

August 12th, 2001

heheh, aching all over. Just finished the city to surf. It was a funny day, really. It was a lot easier than I thought, actually. I don’t give a rats ass what anyone says, 14kms is a lot easier than 25 minutes in the foggin’ gym! All up, it took me 80 minutes, though I wish I had gone harder at the beggining, since I was obviously saving up energy that I didn’t need to save up. I wonder what happens next year..
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Come face, to face, with the guys who sold the world..

August 9th, 2001

Hmm, I just cut the nicest strawberries that you can imagine into lengthwise quarters. I’ve arranged them in a star pattern, making a small mount in the middle. I then got the cream, and whipped it up with some sugar for a while, then put it over the strawberries. Next, I take a potato peeler, and make little flakes of chocolate (generously), to put over the whole thing. It is on a wide plate, and I saved some of the strawberry tops, to give it a bit of color, in a decorative way. A spiral of chocolate sauce on the side, and cream around the edge of the plate (the stuff is soo incredibly nice by itself). Icing sugar over the top, for good measure, and viola.. there is my little treat for tonight. I might get out some port and have that, slightly heated in my hands.
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Cos I’m working for the man… working for the man..

August 8th, 2001

Hmm, I can feel the grip of the diary argument drawing me in….anyways, I was baited.
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Matala, matala, matala, matala, matala matala

August 7th, 2001

just read mick’s new response.
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Mala Mujer, no tiene corazon….

August 7th, 2001

Nakedness. Hrm. Everyone is naked under their clothes. That will allways hold true, no matter what.
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Play that funky music, white boy.

August 6th, 2001

hehehe, modifing my webpage is starting to get fun! I’ve added some new stuff, and I have some nice plans..including a psych test that I am blatantly going to rip off and use as my own. Hopefully mick still up for it…

Everytime we kiss, hot lava…

August 5th, 2001

First and foremost on the agenda today I would like to acknowledge a the new diety that I will forever worship…JULIA! Yes, after years of aesthism, I know surrender to Julia as the one and only god, closely followed by money and sex (two angels, perhaps?. I wonder if they have some sort of sacraficing ritual in the Church of Jules? And all hymns would be sung by Everlast, or PJ. :) Love you babe.
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‘Cos the lord gonna come, in his heaven Airplane…

August 4th, 2001

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Who am I?

August 3rd, 2001

So who am I? That I should be vying for your touch, said who am I? I can’t even tell you that much.
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