October 2002 Archives

I am a rock star.

I am sick. With the flu. And a cold. And something else like scabies, no doubt. The reason I am sick is because of a number of things. The first is that I have been moving, and because I have no friends I ended up moving 2 couches, 2 kitchen tables and a desk by myself. This was painful and I ended up wearing myself out. Then I decided to go to three rock shows in a week. This was very out of character for me, but goes to prove that I am really not the friendless wretch I portray myself to you as, I am actually very cool and very popular and all the rich kids want to take me to prom. People like Sheila are always calling me up and begging me to hang out and I have to say, "Sorry Sheila this is strictly an online friendship--for your own good." See, I don't want to make her all insecure in real life when she meets me are realizes that I am 100x cooler than online. And then she begs me for pictures of my feet and publishes them on Chickenlegs. But that is a whole other story.

So anyway, I went to a free Devo show last week--that was fun. And then this weekend I went to the Electroclash thing again this year, but this time at the Fillmore in San Fran and not in NYC where I was last year (this is to help out those of you who are lina-geographically-challenged). I thought I would commemorate the one year anniversary of this crappy domain by linking to my post from last year's show. Turns out I was just as amusing last year as I am today.

This is me and my gal pals at some bar getting hit on by weird guys. This picture is noteworthy primarily because we are all so incredibly sassy.

I posted this picture because Teresa is so cute and my earrings are cool.

This was backstage at Electroclash and I am just posting it to impress you.

So anyway, I saw Tracy and the Plastics, WIT, Chicks on Speed and Peaches. Chicks on Speed opened their set by calling for a class war and they made me tingle. I have seen them so many times and it makes me happy every single time. They always inspire me to go out and do things like wear blue eyeshadow and make art. Peaches was also fabulous, as usual. She tossed out vibrators to the crowd, simulated sex, threw herself into the crowd, and dressed like a Capp St whore. I love her. At one point she put the mike down her pants and sang into a dildo. If putting a microphone in your underwear and crooning into a dildo is wrong, I don't want to know what right is.

The whole thing made me depressed though. I got to hang out with my old friends who came to town, see some of my other old pals like good old Larry Tee, watch the show from backstage and make fun of the mere mortals, etc. But the thing is, it's over now. And my friends are gone. And I don't have designer clothes. All I want to do is shop. For expensive shoes. I think this must be the flu talking. Anyway, nothing I am typing or thinking is making sense so I had better stop soon.

I would also like to mention that I have gotten 2 more A's since my last grade update, so for those of you who question sending me money, think about it this way--you are investing in America's future. Smooches.

By Lina on October 30, 2002 12:30 AM | 10 Comments
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Friday Five...Halloween edition.

1. What is your favorite scary movie?

I absolutely love the Nightmare on Elm Street series. The first one and Dream Warriors are my favorites. Eminently quotable. "Welcome to prime time, bitch!" I actually like a lot of horror movies. The Brood is another great one, but those bastards rate it 5.9 on IMDB. But then again, my entry on Digital Photography Challenge currently has a score of 2.9, so really, what does the public know? Nothing. NOTHING.

When I was little my favorite scary movie was called Child of Glass. It was terrifying. I remember having nightmares about it, and being too scared to watch it in a room by myself. Yet I watched it again and again--even though I got the heebie-jeebies every time. Just last year I found a copy of it and found out that it is a DISNEY MOVIE and rated G. So I guess I am a wuss. But I tell ya, that thing was a creepy movie. There was an alcoholic guy in it who kills a little girl and then hangs himself in the barn. They sure don't make G movies like they used to!

2. What is your favorite Halloween treat?

Candy corn. Hands down.

3. Do you dress up for Halloween? If so, describe your best Halloween costume.

Last year I was clincally depressed for Halloween. It was great because I didn't need a special costume.

My friend Iris had great costume ideas. Once in high school she was an abortion for Halloween. She wore a flesh colored body suit drenched in fake blood, and a clotheshanger around her neck. I didn't have that kind of balls in high school.

4. Do you enjoy going to haunted houses or other spooky events?

I don't have a social life. If I did, I might enjoy these things. It's hard to imagine though.

5. Will you dress up for Halloween this year?

I don't know what I am going to do yet. I was thinking about being Manic-Depressive this year

By Lina on October 24, 2002 11:54 PM | 8 Comments
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Links

This is funny: clay.txt.

This page makes me feel like an ass for not having a cool page. Does that make sense? I am sleepy.

Ryan linked Black People Love Us today. Isn't he smart?

Peep this.

AND FOR THE LOVE OF GOD go bid on my screenprint auction!!!!

By Lina on October 20, 2002 12:23 AM | 3 Comments
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Print for Sale!

I am selling a screen print that I made on Ebay. Check out the auction listing. You may have seen it before on the so-called art page--now it can grace your walls! This is a great investment for when I get famous. Granted, I will probably not get famous for art of any sort, but for finally going postal at some point. But John Wayne Gacy's art is worth a load now, and it's all ugly clowns. So you see, this is a good thing for both of us! And, you will get a handwriting sample for your collection when I address the envelope. So bid now, and make my day.

By Lina on October 16, 2002 10:38 PM | 11 Comments
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Genius.

I got an A on my paper about character development in selected works of Greek epic poetry. GO ME.

By Lina on October 16, 2002 1:10 PM | 1 Comment
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photo album

Go check out the new photo album!

I uploaded a new photo album from September. As promised, there are many pictures of my friend Stacy holding Christy's baby and looking quite fetching while she does it.

No real news. My car should be done on Thursday. No word on the final price. The car rental in the meantime is approaching $400. Fabulous.

Thanks so much to Sheila for sending me $0.02. Yes. She gave me her two cents.

My only other concern at the moment is that I am wearing an asymetrical skirt right now and I don't know if people on the "left" coast can handle it. We'll have to see. I also still have another paper to write (that's 3 down, 1 to go) and a midterm. Oh, and I work. And I have an internship. Plus, I am probably moving this weekend. It sounds like a blast. Much love to the people that insist on telling me that this is "the easiest my life will ever be." If that's the case, I'd rather shoot myself and get it over with. I wouldn't want to make Clay happy, though...

By Lina on October 15, 2002 2:02 PM | 11 Comments
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Blah blah blah.

So here it is. I haven't posted in a few days because I have been too busy crying and whining. Now I shall tell the tale you have all been wondering about--the tale of woe that befell the house of Lina--the story of how I drove my car into four other cars and lived to tell about it.

Here is what happened. I was on the Bay Bridge going in to San Francisco. I was in the left lane. The dude in front of me hits the brakes. So I hit the brakes. The dude's car swerves, and hits the wall on the left side. I see him swerve, and that's when I realize that this is not the time for normal braking, this is slam 'em time. So I slammed on the brakes, and a moment later my car slams into his. It was a real bummer. Of course his car was fine, and my car was "totalled" (that would be using the insurance definition of the word totalled). Anywho, I get out of the car, and have just hoisted myself onto the railing of the bridge with the intent of plunging myself into the icy depths of the San Francisco Bay when I see the reason that dude slammed on the brakes. There was another 2-3 car accident directly in front of him. The reason I can't tell the difference between 2 and 3 cars is that they all, except one, left the scene immediately. It was great. Had my antifreeze not been all over the highway and my hood through my windsheild, I would have left too.

Anyway, I cried. The cops were mean to me. I got towed. I called my insurance company. I don't have collision coverage, or towing or anything. I went to a doctor and got a whole bottle of muscle relaxers. I plan to sell them one by one on Ebay. I went to a body shop. The car shop dicked me around. It was cool because they didn't answer their phones so I had to constantly go down there to talk to them, and there were usually 4 or 5 homeless guys hanging around in the shop drinking 40's out of coffee cups and taking shots off a bottle of "Milk Chug." After 4 days, (mind you I am paying for a rental car this whole time) they tell me they don't want to work on my car because they want to go on vacation instead. So I go to another body shop and this time take my daddy with me. Apparently, men are only interested in working on the cars of other men. Because once I brought my dad, everyone was much nicer, cheaper, etc. This is especially interesting because my dad knows about cars on an equal level with like, one of JonBenet's competitors. Nonetheless, the price went down and is hovering around $1800-2000. I have already bought $800 in car parts on the old credit card. And I'm renting a car. LIFE IS GRAND!!!

What is especially lame is that I have really set up my life so that I need a car. I live in the middle of nowhere, I go to school in the middle of nowhere. I have an internship in the middle of nowhere, a job, likewise. I do my volunteer work in the middle of nowhere. (Yes Wondergirl I do have a job and do volunteer work!) So seriously, I don't think I could live without a car unless I move. Which isn't very realistic for me.

Anywho, if you want to help me, that's totally rad. If you don't, that's okay too, but I hate you. Just kidding. Anyway, the easiest thing you can do for me is to just sign up for the porn I advertise over there in the sidebar. It's free or a $1 or something, but you do have to give them your credit card number. I signed up and it really wasn't a big deal. I haven't been ripped off or kidnapped or anything. So you sign up and it costs you nothing, and I get the $20 referral money. You also get the added benefit of getting to see 18 year old girls who took gymnastics naked. Or something like that. So it's win-win. For those of you who want to step up to the next level, you could paypal me some cash. Now I know this is ridiculous, but I have to assume that there is the off chance that there is someone here who actually cares that I got into a car accident, and isn't just waiting around hoping I will take off my shirt someday. Anything REALLY helps, and even when it is only a tiny amount it makes me feel good to know that you care about these amusing little scrapes I continue to get myself into. Or just send me a yahoo card or something. It's all good. P.S. Tracy gave me $25 because she is a FREAKING ROCK STAR!!! Thanks darling. And someone else too. :D

In other news, my friend Stacy looks particularly cute when she holds babies. I have proof. But my scanner is unplugged so I will have to post that tomorrow.

If you are looking to spend money on an internet stud (other than me), please give Shaun a shout. Luckily for us, he's on AOL so feel free to add him to your buddy list. He sounds like a real winner.

From the shutitdown guestbook:

03rd October 2002 - 09:21:30 AM

208 : Shaun

Do you buy naked photo's of people. I was told you did, and if this is true, then I am skint enough to want to make some money in this way. I am male, 30 years old, and live in the South East of England. Let me know...

One last thing, I only get 14 people a day here now. My moment of glory is over. So unless you want me to end up like Serra you better go click on this link. It's just a cam listing directory, but it gives me a little traffic which I like. Also, there are a particulary flattering picture of my cleavage on it, so go check it out. Also, just go back every day and vote for me. Okay? OK!

The last thing I have to say is that I wrote two papers this week, and have two more to go. I like one so much that if I get an A I will post it here. I like that I got a dig at Jesus in it. Digs at Jesus are always funny. So send me money. YAY!

By Lina on October 9, 2002 11:40 PM | 7 Comments
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