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Nicaragua Day 6 | tintinnabulicious

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I bet you don't sound sober without cue cards, either. September 1, 2009. I landed in Managua to the instant hell of dealing with cab drivers in a new country. Being the freshest meat (which, you know, I always try to be), gets cab drivers bloodlust high, so I turned right around and tried to get an immediate flight out to the Corn Islands, little lumps of supposedly Caribbean paradise. After my first embarrasing Spanish conversation where I used up almost all of my vocabulary:. No comprende, lo siento.

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fuck you, Franklin. | tintinnabulicious

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I bet you don't sound sober without cue cards, either. Fuck you, Franklin. August 7, 2009. Breakfast was an overpriced “raw cereal” I bought from Berkeley bowl yesterday. I forget what it’s called but it meets my criteria and has the consistency of Grape Nuts and hatred and it has raw cacao in it. A true life definition of Cocoa Pebbles. Cacao Gravels. I felt that all my teeth were about to break. That’s all. My brain is now empty. One Response to “fuck you, Franklin.”. August 7, 2009 at 7:10 pm. On I wi...

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I wish I had more yearbooks | tintinnabulicious

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I bet you don't sound sober without cue cards, either. I wish I had more yearbooks. April 23, 2010. Is there anything more deep-down, absolutely filthy-dirty than cyberstalking the lives of the people you knew as a child and fell out of touch with? Could ever pray to be), and I know who has had umpteen children, who got ugly, who loves Sarah Palin, whose little sister turned into a smoking piece of white-hot trash that you would just about give a nut to play beer pong with. Oh my god it feels so good.

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Darling Passover Brisket Recipe | tintinnabulicious

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I bet you don't sound sober without cue cards, either. Darling Passover Brisket Recipe. April 7, 2012. 20 crushed garlic cloves. 4 cups beef broth. Preheat oven to several million degrees. Make sure your oven has no real setting other than “giant fire”. Thick chop half the veggies except for the garlic. Splash them with olive oil, salt, and pepper. Throw in a large baking pan. An hour and a half later, when you’ve more or less forgotten about it, have your significant other point out that it smells...

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chooching | tintinnabulicious

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I bet you don't sound sober without cue cards, either. July 21, 2011. I’ve taken a valium and drank half a bottle of wine in the last hour. Forgive me. I’m having a hard night. Austin, for all the family and friends I have here, is hot. Hot like it’s trying to prove something. Hot like the city is trying to make people prove that they can live here despite itself. And at this point, 6 (7? It looks like this: since I was, I dunno, 18? What’s the thing. I don’t even know if this is coherent. Highly recomme...

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tintinnabulicious | I bet you don't sound sober without cue cards, either. | Page 2

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I bet you don't sound sober without cue cards, either. November 5, 2008. The view from Lauren’s window). A few blocks into the walk I kind of figured it out. It sounds pretentious (but so does the assumption that people are reading this, so whatever), but my problem was that it felt contrived. Like, yay a party, but why were they partying? I’m saying this incorrectly. Where it arguably means nothing at all? And the party was off! There’s a BROTHA in the White House! 8221; A few minutes later, pulling up ...

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taquito enlightenment | tintinnabulicious

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I bet you don't sound sober without cue cards, either. November 22, 2009. 8211; Me and Sim1 are signing a lease tomorrow morning! 8211; It’s safe to say that I’ve successfully quit smoking. It’s been weeks, I barely crave the little fuckers anymore, and I’ve started having smoking dreams, which are mostly guilt, and tend to mean that I even acknowledge I’m through on a subconscious level. Also I can get drunk and not smoke, which is a huge milestone. 8211; Me and Russell’s new business. More on that soon.

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sundowning | tintinnabulicious

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I bet you don't sound sober without cue cards, either. February 25, 2010. It gets better, though. Prime age for onset of schizophrenia is between (something like) 24-35. However, lest I worry, Sim1 consoles me: “Don’t worry. You don’t have any of the warning signs of schizophrenia.”. A couple of drinks later: “Oh, hey, Sim, so what, exactly, are the warning signs of schizophrenia? Sim, sheepish: “There aren’t any.”. Internalized it and made it his own. I know it works for other people, and I’m jeal...

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Solipsism: | tintinnabulicious

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I bet you don't sound sober without cue cards, either. Blogging does two things for me:. It helps my poor weak mind keep track of what I’ve done (I used to work in porn? And it lets me consolidate my letters and emails to friends and family. The downside is that I can’t talk shit about friends and family that might read this, so shit-talking is still reserved for individual emails. I’m not writing an about page. That’s dumb. What am I, a business? Who writes an intro for a diary? June 13, 2007 at 4:21 pm.