tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-154244302011-09-24T11:24:30.395-07:00Your opinion is wrong.Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.comBlogger2861100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-80310521202105150602011-09-24T11:24:00.000-07:002011-09-24T11:24:30.405-07:00

It's often said that things happen for a reason. I often say that is stupid. Today, however, I feel as though the forces of the universe had a plan for me. I went with Chanel and Jesse to Skateland after work and immediately regreted it. Pre-immediately, in fact. Like, before we even got there. I've had a mysterioius, meandering illness for nigh on three weeks that's left me with mild,

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-87952218848571005872010-04-05T19:38:00.010-07:002010-04-13T21:01:38.927-07:00

About 3 weeks ago I came down with a nasty upper-respiratory infection. I had mucus coming out of me like nothing I'd ever experienced. Tissue after tissue, blow after blow. It just. Kept. Coming. So my aunt suggested I get a Neti-Pot. I'd heard good things about them before and my aunt is a nurse so I figured she'd know about these things. The idea of using one of these is kind of scary. When I

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-15007091144439877792009-05-30T14:51:00.002-07:002009-05-30T15:07:34.731-07:00

It was pretty hot out this afternoon and I thought it would be a brilliant idea to forgo my blowdryer after my noon o'clock shower and go lay in the grass under a tree for a few minutes. I got about three minutes in when I heard the dreaded *clickclick*SHHHHH* of the sprinker system. I grabbed my towel and shoes and ran through the grass shrieking like a girl, then turned around and shook my fist

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-2871323939340388542009-05-27T16:45:00.005-07:002009-05-27T17:00:41.032-07:00

Hello! I hope everyone had a good holiday weekend. I spent my Memorial Day in southern California with my sister, relaxing at the beach and catching up with some friends. Chanel didn’t want to leave Menudo at home since she is taking several medications right now and since she’s getting on in years we decided this would be a good chance to take her on a little retirement vacation. We stayed at

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-73668602301636338502009-05-16T15:10:00.002-07:002009-05-16T15:24:54.670-07:00

After an incident with my mother today that left me stranded on the side of Scottsdale road at 2pm in 105 degree heat, my mom wanted to express her feelings to me through the medium of angry text messages. I bring them directly to you:u dre mot stranded u jumped out of the car bcuz i asked u 2 get over ur isrues wher iwith me. That is wat hagened that is the truth! This txt was from a bystander!

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-38095440332039126092009-05-16T11:56:00.000-07:002009-05-16T11:57:56.029-07:00

I'm almost afraid to talk about it because I don't want to jinx myself. But I'm just so excited because it's like this job was created just for me.Please keep me in your thoughts/prayers/blood sacrifices for the next few weeks because I'm very much in need of some good luck.

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-38451321299864390132009-05-07T20:37:00.003-07:002009-05-07T20:49:49.915-07:00

I should really be getting ready for bed right now, but I feel guilty about neglecting my blog for so long. On April 1st I was packing up for a brief trip to Ft. Worth when I discovered that my laptop wouldn't turn on. Fortunately I had purchased the extended warranty from Best Buy, so my mom offered to drop it off for me while I was out of town. What should have been a weekend repair job turned

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-62225548860784910332009-03-25T21:19:00.000-07:002009-03-25T21:21:24.962-07:00

Details here.

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-67412202650687982682009-03-23T20:17:00.005-07:002009-03-23T20:27:46.848-07:00

Hello, Internet! Just dropping by to let you know I have not died. Not insofar as I can tell, at any rate. I've been working a lot lately and saving up money for an investment.I'm not ready to blog about this investment yet but I'll give you a few examples of what it's not just for fun:potan Easy Bake Ovena human skeleton (or any portion thereof)fancy hatsAs you may know, I have no internet at

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-15950341733157727672009-03-07T17:46:00.000-07:002009-03-07T17:47:01.972-07:00

Lately I keep seeing a banner ad for Interracial Dating on myspace... And I was wondering how it KNOWS. I don't think it's mentioned anywhere in my profile "Interests: vegetarian cooking, bicycling, black cock". And yet somehow...

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-56010397576473808942009-03-01T10:19:00.009-07:002009-03-01T15:25:29.731-07:00

I went to the annual Renaissance Festival yesterday and didn't get many pictures because the day went kind of poorly. The AZ RenFest is so bad it's good- as long as you're with fun people. Which we were not, so it lost a bit of it's magic this year.We got stuck in traffic for 2 hours as the freeway was closed half the way there. When we got there, our coworker lost the stub of his ticket and was

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-47525310476541255192009-02-28T23:19:00.005-07:002009-02-28T23:39:28.019-07:00

I don't like talking about myself enough to do memes. But here are as many things as I can think of that are moderately interesting.-I have a faulty tear duct. My left eye always waters just a little bit and I can also blow air or water out of it.-Around 1989, my next-door neighbors won the Ghostmobile from the movie Ghostbusters II and let me and my sister play in it.-I've met Mike Patton four

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-35897841413774324612009-02-17T19:27:00.003-07:002009-02-17T19:39:26.862-07:00

I don't have a microwave, due to an unfortunate incident over the summer. Since I am both cheap and lazy, I have been using the oven to reheat my few leftovers. I went to reheat my two slices of pizza I am one of those freaks who believes that pizza is NOT, in fact, just as good cold. And it occurred to me that it would be a retarded waste of electricity to heat the entire oven to 400 degrees for

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-8931939074971101582009-02-17T19:06:00.001-07:002009-02-17T19:06:59.748-07:00

Dear Mr. Christ,Despite some research, I’ve been unable to come to a conclusion on the following problem. I’ve heard of your work and thought perhaps you could give me your professional opinion: What is the morally correct way to let someone know he or she has bad breath?I can be contacted via phone, US Mail, or burning bush.Thank you for your time,Pagne

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-76134816309120857912009-02-15T13:59:00.002-07:002009-02-15T14:05:19.260-07:00

One time my mom did a porn to save Christmas. It was when I was living in California and I came out to Phoenix to visit for the holidays. My mom told me before I came out "Well we won't have any presents this year" because we were really poor. But when I arrived my mom was very excited and said "Champagne, I saved Christmas! I made $3500 in three hours." I asked "Um, how did you do that, mommy?"

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-43619559005737591792009-02-07T20:18:00.003-07:002009-02-07T20:26:22.159-07:00

Today I have come out of the Dark Ages and got myself some internet at home for the first time in four months. I had planned on spending the whole day online catching up on all the exciting blogs and memes I've been missing out on but alas, the Cox service technician who set up my internet was apparently running for Retard of the Year and left my house after 2 hours without connecting me to the

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-4594086805836367822008-11-22T14:33:00.000-07:002008-11-22T14:34:42.324-07:00

Update in my pants.I think I have about 90 seconds before the library wifi cuts out on me again so here is a quick update on my life with no explanations:-I have no internet at home-My work internet has been blocked. All of it. Even on breaks.-I dislike my job, but it's still better than Kohl's.-My sister's dog (my ex dog) may be dying, but we're cautiously hopeful she won't.-I still fail at

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-72501767695024452372008-09-23T11:26:00.001-07:002008-09-23T11:26:40.810-07:00

I had a dream about a hotel/brothel where all the employees were whorebots. I was there investigating a prostibot murder that ocurred in a room that was entirely glass and they were strung up like christmas lights. So they were more like Cylons than Johnny 5. Which is good if you're in the whorebot business.

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-9389445400343911732008-09-19T11:51:00.001-07:002008-09-19T11:51:34.424-07:00

I had a weird dream last night. I can't remember it all but I know it was bad and scary, but I didn't feel upset when I woke up. Usually when I rememebr my dreams they seem very real so I wake up affected by them. Maybe it's because I didn't remember it until a little while after I woke up.Anyhoo, have you ever seen Dexter? I was watching that before bed, so that explains some of it. I dreamed

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-56737859459741463402008-09-16T19:50:00.001-07:002008-09-16T19:50:30.797-07:00

What kind of spazz smokes pot and then re-arranges the furniture? This kind of spazz. After work today I smoked a bowl and made gazpacho. It had to chill for several hours while all the flavors mingled and got to know each other. So I laid out my yoga mat with the intention of doing some light stretching, when I decided I needed relaxing yoga music. So I went to get my iPod and realized that it

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-34202439129739888552008-09-02T23:27:00.000-07:002008-09-02T23:28:28.767-07:00

It occurred to me that I've been writing weird, esoteric shit on my blog the last couple weeks. Despite the appearances, I have been in a peachy mood. In the last week I have finished a book and started a new book. A friend of mine is teaching me how to play the banjo! I'm going to purchase one as soon as I get paid. I got a new job. It's nothing exciting, just data entry. But it pays twice as

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-29510857118981164942008-08-31T14:55:00.003-07:002008-08-31T17:28:52.997-07:00

Everyone has a moment when they stop and wonder how the fuck did I get here. For Tammy, that moment of clarity struck as she was one her knees in a truckstop john with a mouthful of cock. It looked and tasted like old cheese. Accompanied by the repetitive *fwapfwap* of his hairy gut slapping her in the forehead.Everything was sticky and wet from the floor to his balls. It all reeked of piss.

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-32760931105010430002008-08-22T20:01:00.004-07:002008-08-22T20:03:50.880-07:00

He's been gone nine years and I still remember my dad's birthday. He would have been 54 today.

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-33165559476488633522008-08-19T16:32:00.000-07:002008-08-19T16:33:18.230-07:00

It was 2000 and we had a six month old chihuahua. One morning I went downstairs and found her gnawing on something. Upon further inspection I saw that it was a small plastic baggie filled with mysterious white powder. First thing's first: PANIC.I examined the bag and though it had tiny indents all over it from Menudo's baby teeth, she didn't appear to have penetrated the bag. I washed her mouth

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-34925972666968591582008-08-14T18:22:00.004-07:002009-02-17T19:30:24.254-07:00

I got a small envelope forwarded today from my old address. Despite the ambiguous return address, I knew it was an ad without opening it because it was addressed to Mr. & Ms. Pagne. The only people I get mail from are bill collectors and people trying to sell me shit. And bill collectors know there is no Mr. Pagne. Usually I disregard the latter, telling myself "Well I don't know who Mr. Pagne is

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-1193020091085996542008-08-10T01:10:00.002-07:002008-08-10T01:23:01.106-07:00

So I was on another one of my bi-polar downswings tonight. I've been having a lot of them lately, probably due to all the stress I've got right now with grad school, moving out of state, and trying to sell my house. Anyways, this time I was generally depressed at having not been on a date since April and on a big self-loathing freakout over my big fat ass.I went for a bike ride. Didn't help.

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-77474898747959155642008-08-07T15:28:00.000-07:002008-08-07T15:29:58.933-07:00

In my young age, I often find myself being nostalgic for things that happened like, 5 years ago. We've been laughing at how retarded Saved by the Bell was since... well I think the show was still in production.But there are many gems that should really be cherished from our distant past (1995-2001). Today I was thinking about Xena, how awesome Xena is, and which of her outfits she looked the

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-92141066469112977882008-08-03T19:49:00.000-07:002008-08-03T19:50:10.384-07:00

Nelly traded in a bunch of stuff at Bookmans today and got a $200 store credit. I spent $6 on the following:I haven't listened to Gypsy Campfires yet, but I can say that the first three was the best $3 I've ever invested.

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-80153735516127650412008-07-30T23:09:00.003-07:002008-07-30T23:17:14.244-07:00

I haven't been updating as much lately, now that my ass is no longer planted in front of a computer all day at that shithole job. I did get a new job after looking for just over a week, so good for me. I work in fine jewelry at Kohl's. It's not my ideal job as it has nothing to do with my degree and I make just barely enough to pay my bills. But it'll do fine while I sort out my shit and get

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-15816686231565332542008-07-18T16:24:00.004-07:002008-08-18T23:49:01.310-07:00

I'm sitting here psyching myself up for a date I don't really want to go on. The guy seems nice and I really want to see this movie. But I'm hesitant, like I always am before meeting people. I always worry they'll be fucking crazy. But I could never admit that I was also worried they wouldn't be crazy enough. I always wondered why people stared at me like I was crazy. But I guess it's because I

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-30537586101814012432008-07-15T12:10:00.003-07:002008-07-19T00:23:03.940-07:00

I'm fucking crazy. I've tried denying it and hiding it for so longFuck it. I don't care anymore. I'm not normal. I'm not averageI'm not laid-back, easy-going, fun-loving, care-free, or pleasant to be aroundI'm not level-headed. I don't think things through. I don't follow my own adviceI'm not warm, friendly, inviting, walking around with a shit-eating grin because I don't know or care what the

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-28097329199945198232008-07-12T11:15:00.000-07:002008-07-12T11:16:20.546-07:00

There's no denying it- my life BLOWS as of late. But I've decided I'm not going to give up and die here. I can't take out a loan against my house because my grandma won't sign for it, but I'll take out as many student loans as I have to to get to San Francisco by the end of the year.And I'll probably have to cash in some of those offers to crash in various living rooms while I look for a job. I

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-24616217017553590752008-07-12T09:55:00.000-07:002008-07-12T09:56:06.872-07:00

Second largest bank closure since 1934Black Tuesday, what? I saw this coming.Goodbye grad school, hello bread lines. What an awesome time to be alive. I'd like to thank my elders for totally fucking my generation over.

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-64387072304265029242008-07-10T11:22:00.001-07:002008-07-10T11:22:56.599-07:00

The locksmith company has just fired my sister with no notice just for being related to me and taken me off the schedule for my last remaining days at work. She can't get unemployment because they've all conspired to lie and say she quit when she did no such thing.We are now unable to feed ourselves or pay our bills. We were both supposed to work tonight actually. Apparently we were taken off the

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-64959798798046010832008-07-08T10:19:00.003-07:002008-07-08T10:34:17.953-07:00

I sat in a darkened office. Hot afternoon sun was filtered through the metal blinds, making everything look smoky and dim. For some reason that's how I remember most of my childhood. Smoky, dim rooms. Everything smelled faintly of ashes, even though no one I knew personally ever smoked.I knew this place. down the hall to my left was the man with no legs. He always scared me. Not because of his

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-87814985133521782872008-07-01T03:32:00.003-07:002008-07-01T03:42:21.608-07:00

Fuck. This hasn't happened to me in so long I didn't even know what it was at first. I have an enormous crush on someone I barely know.Being as bold as I am, I've grown very accustomed to rejection in my life. So much so that I head int every situation preparing for failure. And on the simply miraculous chance that I succeed, my mood ranges from overjoyed to suspicious that something's up because

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-8601413298531123502008-06-26T00:49:00.010-07:002008-06-26T01:47:50.698-07:00

I don't want to be a man. I don't want to be considered butch. I don't see why anything I do would be considered "un-feminine"... except maybe talking about my huge cock. I don't want to be called a hippie or an anarchist. When a straight man I've never met calls my gay friends "fags", I don't want to be called an "uppity dyke with no sense of humor". And when I call my very close friends "

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-90405259108910507652008-06-22T11:05:00.006-07:002008-12-11T19:48:40.469-07:00

Can anyone tell me what the fuck happened to Angelina Jolie? When I was 16 I had the biggest boner for her. I had pictures of her all over my room. Now, a decade later, the sight of her makes me feel physically ill. I think a lot of it has to do with the fact that I'm just sick of her face. She's so boring and Hollywood that I really could give a shit. An then yesterday I saw this:GEW! Damn you,

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-91569730851828935542008-06-20T17:38:00.005-07:002008-06-21T06:28:04.789-07:00

Thanks to Daniel for this recipe. This stuff smelled so good in my crock pot when I left the house that I was fantasizing about it at work all night. When I got home I was not disappointed. The only thing stopping me from making love to this chili was the threat of severe genital burns.If you're not vegan, try it with some 2% cheddar melted on top. Or you can season it with your own secret sauce

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-182104261142731442008-06-18T06:25:00.003-07:002008-06-18T06:35:14.985-07:00

Nokia 5310After two long years of waiting for upgrade eligibility at T-Mobile, I finally got a new cell phone. It was $50 with my upgrade discount (retails for $199) and I LOVE it.It looks fucking cool. It's thin and light as fuck, plus it comes in black with a choice of 3 different accent colors. I got the red one of course. It comes with a 1GB micro SD card, which you can upgrade to 2GB for

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-1536519475736661822008-06-16T02:29:00.004-07:002008-06-17T22:51:46.550-07:00

I was out of pot for two weeks, which just happened to be two of the most stressful weeks of my life. My grandma falsified information about my condo with the assessor's office, work drama, and I have another ovarian cyst.The Weed Fairy (my mom) finally visited me tonight and I smoked a bowl. Then I spent the next hour in my room, dancing in my underwear to Amy Winehouse. AND I AM NOT ASHAMED.

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-60567037632431931662008-06-16T00:32:00.001-07:002008-06-16T00:32:57.037-07:00

Dear Sir or Madame,I appreciate your concern with my awareness of extreme weather situations. Over the past few years you have notified me of several electrical storms and a couple flash floods. However, I have also noticed that between June and August there is a little red icon on my toolbar indicating a severe weather alert every day, all day long. This weather alert if to inform me of

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-70992363465120679952008-06-11T09:35:00.001-07:002008-06-11T11:08:36.251-07:00

I am fairly new as a full-fledged member of the gay community. In fact, I think there might be some kind of hazing or initiation I have yet to be subjected to. However, I have been a friend of the gay community my entire adult and adolescent life and something has come to my attention: judgment and prejudice within the gay community.What the fuck is that about? When a good chunk of he world is

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-19705836148553578442008-06-06T17:34:00.000-07:002008-06-06T17:35:33.939-07:00

Every time I come into work, Kobi or Amir have left the A/C off for several hours. I understand they're used to the heat, but I've lived in the desert my whole life too and I don't enjoy sitting in a puddle of my own ass sweat all evening.I have also discovered that everyone at the locksmith is either Jewish or gay. And I'm a little bit of both. So from now on you can all call me a Gew.

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-36559359025151949152008-06-06T09:18:00.001-07:002008-06-06T09:18:55.047-07:00

I called the assessor's office first thing this morning. My grandma made up the ENTIRE THING.I don't owe any back taxes, only $900 for last year. The woman said to me "This is your grandma that's doing this? Oh my god." and told me that even if my house WAS foreclosed on, I would have three years to pay the taxes before the home would be auctioned.All I have to do is pay half the taxes due before

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-9182457743834413972008-06-05T20:25:00.000-07:002008-06-05T20:26:01.792-07:00

My grandmother has never once paid taxes on the property we both own. Since I owe 2 hospitals over $5,000 for an ovarian cyst and 2 liver failures, her property taxes are not my first priority. I was also starting to wonder why I hadn't gotten a bill in over a year. It turns out she had the address changed online so they would send them to her, which she immediately threw away.Basically my

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-84489515830896533862008-06-05T06:46:00.000-07:002008-06-05T06:47:16.188-07:00

Every time I post on Myspace, a little piece of my soul dies. I am not ashamed to admit that I am a complete whore and that I blog on Myspace, even though it goes against everything I believe in, in order to gain readers that might otherwise be, shall we say, too... "retarded" to figure out how to subscribe to my Blogger page.I could go on for hours about all the reasons I hate Myspace and why I

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I just went out to get the mail. When I got back in the house and sorted through it, I saw a Return to Sender letter from my sister to Blue Cross. It was her health insurance payment and the post office wouldn't send it because it was ONE CENT SHORT on postage. One fucking cent! Now her insurance payment is late and her coverage might even get canceled due to non-payment because the USPS decided

Pagnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17645457239093001517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15424430.post-20496466137314147272008-05-31T04:13:00.003-07:002008-08-30T21:35:03.034-07:00

Dear Sirs and Madame,I wish to thank you for the hours of entertainment and general lulz you have brought to me and my loved ones. Your writing and performance, respectively, has in the past caused me to crap my pants, figuratively. For these reasons, in addition to your collective adorableness, I wish to extend to each of you the opportunity to join me in an open relationship.I realize it is

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My first video blog. I promise that next time it will actually be something you care about.

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I thought I'd be able to go one day this week without having to blog instead of sleeping like I should be. And just when I was settling down to read for awhile before bed, I realized that today is the 3 year anniversary of the last time I saw Greg.For anyone not in the know, Greg is the only other man I ever loved besides my dad. I thought I was in love a few times as a teenager, but it ended up

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My whole life I was always led to believe that the term “emotional” was synonymous with “irrational”. Well let’s look at the basic meaning of the word.Emotional:1. pertaining to or involving emotion or the emotions.2. subject to or easily affected by emotion: We are an emotional family, given to demonstrations of affection.3. appealing to the emotions: an emotional request for contributions.4.

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I just found out tonight that Tom Waits is playing two shows in Phoenix next month. Tickets went on sale a week ago and of course they're sold out already. Not that it matters because they are NINETY FUCKING DOLLARS. Ok I love Tom Waits. Desperately. And I would pay $90 for him to serenade me and a date. But these tickets are $90 for fucking nosebleed seats in a theater with thousands of other

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Is it weird to "come out" on the internet? Because usually I hear it described as a gradual sort of realization. When with me I got high one morning when I was 27 and was watching birds out the window and suddenly said "Holy crap! I'm GAY!"When I think back, my whole life suddenly makes perfect sense. I mean with teh ghey, not with the crackhead stripper mom thing. That's another story.I've

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"What are you?" people would ask me. What am I? Where do I begin?I've always been quick to label people. But only people who seem to truly deserve or want to be labeled. My ex was a fucking hipster through and through. If you played Hipster Bingo with him you could blot off every square on the card. Girl's haircut, tight pants, tight t-shirts he printed himself with trendy glam rock stars like

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Usually I hate them. But this one was moderately interesting. Just moderately, though.1. You are not alone. You are walking in the woods. Who is with you?Chuck Norris (I don't fuck with the woods unprotected)2. You are walking in the woods. You see an animal. What kind of animal do you see?a chihuahua3. What interaction takes place between you and the animal?I go pet it and snuggle it into my

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The office I work in is actually a converted space that used to be part of the wharehouse behind us in the Scottsdale air park. We actually share unlockable doors with the warehouse (who are our landlords) that are wired to an alarm so neither of us can open the doors into the other's space. So I'm used to seeing the ocassional roach and the proliferative moths. But I saw a movement in the corner

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So I was sitting here checking my shit on Myspace (I don't know, just shit in general) and out of NOWHERE, a dream I had like 16 hours ago just popped into my head and I gasped out loud.I dreamed that someone had taken my fucking SKULL out of my fucking HEAD and SHOWED it to me. Oh but it gets better. I thought it was AWESOME.The forensic anthropology field is definitely fucking with my head. I

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I just took a quiz on discovery.com to see if I could have survived the eruption of Mt. Vesuvius in AD 79 and I totally passed.I'm hot cause I'm fly.You ain't cause you not.

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So I've calmed down considerably in the last couple hours. Actually I cried hysterically for about 10 minutes, then wrote my last blog and felt better.They say the best revenge is living well and as cliche as it is, that's what I plan on doing. I am going to try and get my grandma to buy me out and if she refuses, I'll take her to court. And after that busy mess is over with, I officially wash my

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I'll try to make this as brief as possible:4 years ago my grandma offered to go in 50-50 on a condo in Scottsdale for me to live in while I finished college. The total cost was $100,000I have to sell the condo by July in order to start graduate school in San Francisco.The market soared for awhile and she decided to buy my mom a unit next door so I'd have to babysit her. She paid $189,000 for the

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Ok so it's been 9 hours and I just smoked a joint in front of my office. I'm working the graveyard shift alone from 8p-8a and I just realized that there's one thing about summer in the desert that I don't hate: night.Usually I'd play "Ghostbusters" with the neighbor kids in the corner of my front yard until we had to come in for dinner. We'd eat in the backyard where my dad would make us fresh

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I grew up in the desert so summer to me means electricity bills in excess of $300, pets dying from heat exhaustion (I lost a hamster and 3 newborn kittens in one summer), rolling blackouts that forced me and my baby sister into a bathtub of cool water to keep from getting sick on the hottest day in history (122 degrees), sunburns, and general misery. I've also not seen 4th of July fireworks in 5

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I was driving Nelly's car to work tonight and trying to remember what the rock stations are since all hers were programed to rap and I haven't had a radio in ages. I found the classic rock station and they were playing Holy Diver. Hit songs from my youth are now on the classic rock station. The station that used to play the fucking Beatles when I was a kid. I am old as fuck.

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For most of my life plants have withered at the very sound of my voice. Until recently the only plants I kept in my house were either silk or plastic.I've been trying off and on for years to maintain a couple little herb plants in my kitchen like basil and mint but they always die within a week or two.Over the last few months I've been more attuned to naturey things and I got a couple decorative

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Yes. Fuck yes. I'm going to jerk off to this movie when it comes out on DVD.

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Since Chanel's and my blogs consist of probably ore than 50% conversations and stories about idiots, we've decided to make a collaborative blog about the douches we know. This way we can consolidate the riveting tales of our dysfunctional family and the dumbass people we know into one convenient location.I'll continue posting here about cooking, product reviews, and stories about dead bodies (

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I got this recipe from my Good Housekeeping vegetarian cookbook. Tonight was the 3rd time I've made it and it's so freaking awesome. Even Devin loved it and he whines like a little bitch whenever I make vegetarian food. This recipe is also cheap and easy, like my mom.

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Nelly: Ow fuck.Me: What?Nelly: The iced tea maker attacked me.Me: Do we need to call the paramedics?Nelly: No.Me: We need to get you a Life Alert.Nelly: You mean the "I've fallen and I can't get up?"Me: YesNelly: The iced tea maker's attacked me and I can't get up.Me: You need one so you can be monitored while faced with life-threatening situations. Like opening mayonnaise jars. And emptying the

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(After a 1 mile bike ride to get Chinese food)Me: Hey Nelly, I just climbed your stairs for the first time without getting winded!Nelly: OMG, we should celebrate with cupcakes!Me: OMG, I'm already thawing some ice cream on the counter!

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You Should WearExtra-Sexy Boxers! Not just anyone can sport extra-sexy boxers. It takes both an appreciation of their comedic value, AND lookin' good in them. Find out which No Pants Day outfit YOU should wear! No Pants Day is May 2nd, 2008. To find out more about No Pants Day, visit www.NoPantsDay.com

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Seriously. Buy it. I have two months left to get out of here or I won't be able to start SFSU on time and my whole life will be ruined. Tell your friends. One day I will be internet famous and you will be living in my old house. People will want to touch you.

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Ok so I still haven't been posting as much. Probably because despite the number of friends who have CLAIMED to be subscribed to my blog, I never get any actual hits or comments on it. It's supply and demand really. Plus I've been very busy with that whole "life change" I'm going through. Not menopause, cockbag. I'm moving to San Francisco in like 3 months for graduate school. Plus I have like 18

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I've been trying to find a toilet seat and cover for about 4 months now. The condo I live in was converted from an apartment about 4 years ago. So when I moved in everything was new, but cheap. About 4 months ago I was fiercely scrubbing my toilet seat because I had failed to clean it for a couple weeks. I scrubbed it so hard with bleach that it actually rubbed away the enamel. So now the brown

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I told Ronin a very long story today that I'll be blogging in the near future. Here is a snippet of me talking to him about it.Pagne: this is such a good story. I can't wait till I move so I can blog it!Pagne: although no one would read it. :\ I'm not internet famous enough. seriously, you could make a tv show out of parts of my lifePagne: actually you could make 3 TV shows about my life: a

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It's been awhile since I've basked in the Rulade of Freddie Mercury. I want this song played at my wedding and my funeral.

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RoninTetsuro: I should sleepRoninTetsuro: not tiredRoninTetsuro: also, naked for no reason, mostly because I am boredPagne: dude if I didn't have sizeable hooters I would be naked all the timeRoninTetsuro: ....RoninTetsuro: what?RoninTetsuro: oh, they're more comfortable in a braPagne: every second they are unharnessed, gravity defeats themPagne: I'm terrified that my tits will be down to my

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I don't have a picture of this one because I immediately ate it in 20 seconds as soon as it came out of the pan.2 portobello mushroom caps2 whole wheat hamburger buns3 T olive oil1 T balsamic vinegar1 T cooking sherry (optional)1 clove garlicsalt & pepper2 thin slices of onionVeganaise (optional)Clean the mushrooms and put them in a tuperware. Drizzle 1T oil over the mushrooms, then sprinkle with

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Pagne: hey do you want a copy of this movie? http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0338139/NellyNel: yeah I guessPagne: I hate chick movies that are like romantic comedies. but I really like chick movies that are about independent ladies and shit. and old-timey lesbians. I don't know why, cause I'm not lesbionic. but I just like them.NellyNel: You should see La Vie En Rose. I watched it today. It's in

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You scored 27% Kirkness, 70% Picardibility, and 44% Janewayosity! The percentages shown show how much you are like each of the three Star Trek captains. Your highest percentage is which captain you are, at heart. Kirk- You are bold, you are manly, wild, you've never met an alien you wouldn't kiss. Love 'em and leave 'em- that's your policy, like an old sailor,

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I really love I Shouldn't Be Alive on the Discovery Channel. And I would watch "Survival Friday" every week when I had cable. But as much as I love the show, I admit that its gayness is highly suspect. I mean no shit these people have been though incredible and terrifying experiences. But I think the narrator really milks that shit. I watched an episode last night where 3 times in the same

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I don't know if this is a sign of early-onset dementia, but I've watched this video about 5 times today.And after you wrap your brain around that, try to envision a flavor that is actually TOO good. I know this isn't keeping with my non-dairy desserts, but my paycheck today was for nearly double what it usually is and I decided to celebrate with some delicious cow drippings.My 2 Cent:Haagen-Dazs

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TwinkiesBy Nelly

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dude: oh man that was the best softball game ever!!!Pagne: what happened?dude: we were up 15-11, and we were in the field in the last inningdude: two outs, two runners on basedude: and I'm pitchingdude: and this guy totally cranks one deep to left-center fielddude: and our left fielder is on a dead sprint toward the fencedude: and at the last second he reaches out and catches it just in front of

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Pagne: omg, the video's ready: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gyvdUoWvlFkRoninTetsuro: BWHAHAHAHAHAAHRoninTetsuro: It has catharsis, it has resolution, it has soundtrack,and that grainy lens all the kids like.RoninTetsuro: GREENLIGHTEDPagne: hahahahaha. YESPagne: we can start production after we wrap season 1 of "Vegan Lesbian Co-op" John DoomNelly

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Nelly: omg I still have 14 properties left (Pagne: I have 15Nelly: This is so gayPagne: it's the gayestPagne: I just grew a dick and put it in a dude's ass.Nelly: wowNelly: totally gayPagne: I know. It really surprised mePagne: I was in the shower and all of a sudden? dick.Pagne: in ass.Nelly: ok, now it's just grossPagne: *splrg* *splrg*Pagne: (that was the sound of the lube under the running

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Pagne: you can come stay with me but I'll have to run it by the 4 vegan lesbians i'm living with in the co-op to afford rentRoninTetsuro: lololRoninTetsuro: no shit.Pagne: and none of them shave or use deodorantRoninTetsuro: are these fictional vegbians or have you met them?Pagne: http://hoojibb.blogspot.com/ read the first postRoninTetsuro: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHARoninTetsuro: JOIN A KICK ASS QUEER

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Pagne(1:05:29 AM): oh dude I totally forgot to ask you this before and one of my stumbleupons reminded me: does your building allow little dogs?brandi(1:05:58 AM): crap. no.Pagne(1:06:04 AM): fuck.brandi(1:06:13 AM): meh.Pagne(1:06:15 AM): I figured as much. san francisco hates dogsbrandi(1:06:42 AM): not all of it, ew will find you a great placePagne(1:08:00 AM): word. yeah big cities have small

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LUSH hair henna (caca rouge)Hoojibb: hey. I know we'e fighting right now, but this is important.Auto Response from Nelly: Sleepy McSleeperton.Hoojibb: ...you have to come over tomorrow and see my hair. It looks fucking GREAT.I've been dying my hair red for so long, most of my friends forget I'm not really a redhead. This stuff is fucking awesome. I mean okay it's $22 for a block of 6 squares. If

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Me: We should listen to David CrossNelly: Oh! We should watch MacBeth!Me: Well is it funny?Nelly: Well, no... it's MacBeth.(pause. silence. laughter.)

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jenny: http://pcdnv4.xtube.com/watch_video.php?v_user_id=toiletduk&cv=0&idx=7&v=0RJN3-S515-&cl=4N5us-S515-&from=&ver=2Hoojibb: ohHoojibb: oh my godjenny: just waitjenny: it really gets awesome at the end thereHoojibb: i am so fucking afraid right nowHoojibb: WHY IS THERE BREAD??jenny: BECAUSE !jenny: (i dont know why but isnt it awesome?)Hoojibb: I will have nightmares about this for weeksjenny:

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Chocolate PB WrapI used a whole wheat tortilla, organic peanut butter, and 4 Hershey's kisses. If you want to make it vegan, use dark chocolate or semi-sweet chips.

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I was going through my archives and tagging old posts and came across this one. To date, the Swiffer company has not responded to my inquiry. I purchased this product 4 days ago at Wal Mart and the prices are still the same. Well at least the discrepancy hasn't inflated.*Original post 8/28/05Regarding your Swiffer products To the good people of Proctor & Gamble, I recently (today) needed to

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Hoojibb (8:47:55 PM): wait, were you online last night? I don't remember if I talked to yousinisterfinister (8:48:34 PM): um...noHoojibb (8:48:38 PM): DUDE!!Hoojibb (8:48:52 PM): fuck! ass! omg! (I'm reviving the excitment)sinisterfinister (8:48:59 PM): ?Hoojibb (8:49:02 PM): I got accepted to San Fransisco State!!sinisterfinister (8:49:38 PM): DUDE!sinisterfinister (8:49:43 PM): ^5Hoojibb (8:49:

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Hoojibb (7:12:58 PM): did I tell you I'm blogging again? you should subscribe to it. and tell your internet friends. because I'm making serious bizniss about it this time http://hoojibb.blogspot.com/sinisterfinister (7:15:24 PM): you didnt tell me, i'll check it outHoojibb (7:16:03 PM): word. I'm going to continue posting our private conversations online for every to read sometimes,

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Orange Blossom Amber beer:Tastes like a fucking wet-nap.

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Fuck yes. These almonds give me like 16 boners. The original recipe is here, but it's a video and the recipe is so easy you'd kind of have to be a retard to need visual instructions for it. So I've transcribed it for you2 c whole raw almonds2 T honey2 T water2 t cooking oil1/4 c white sugar1/2 t saltBake the almonds at 350 for 10 minutes in a shallow baking pan or cooking sheet with sides

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