so, this might be it. this might be the rebirthing of the whole damn thing... sans afterbirth, thank god.

tonight was... amazing. amazing! simply and forthrightly.

tons of beer, dear; a couple hot dogs, you hog; a few smokes, my bloke; and a 1/2 hour or so of the hookah, i love chalupas!

the best part? learning that a new friend of a friend realizes that discussing things with initial friend is impossible... her exact words: "i'm speechless. i used to have a thing for him... but now...? give me a drag of that cigarette."

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i awoke this morning with a headache that would dwarf the intensity of richard simmons; it felt like badgers were inside my skull tugging shamelessly on my optic nerves. but, to complicate matters, i noticed that my tortoises were partaking in weird activities. now, tortoises are funny to begin with, they just are - you have to admit, but when i focused my throbing eyes i noticed just exactly what the weird activities were -- aspergillus was mounting astragalus! what depravity! i'll admit that i have never seen tortoises attempting to do the nasty - except for those pictures on the internet - so i wasn't sure if this was actually an intimate moment for them or not. upon closer examination i saw that aspergillus was doing something that looked sinful enough, but he was sideways on astragalus, and therefore making no progress at all... nice try little fella. so, i guess they are gay.


Slapped up here on 9/11/2005 12:04:00 AM by: Me, Suzy...

I ran into a former TA of mine today. Steve. Steve the TA. He's a good guy, Steve is. I did not know if he would remember me or not, but he did -- and that just made my whole fucking week. He is another one of those guys that I just find so damn intriguing. A dude that I just want to sit down with and talk to. But, I guess I would say that about all guys that are far too intelligent for their own good and make the butterflies in my stomach start to riverdance all the way down to my duodenum. However, I would like to think that this guy is kind of an exception because I think he would be nice enough to tolerate my silly little reindeer games.



Slapped up here on 7/11/2003 09:37:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

the fourth of july offers more than ground shaking explosives, you can also take pretty pictures of trees...


Slapped up here on 7/08/2003 04:32:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

It has been a long time. I was looking back at this site and marveling at all the funny shit I came up with long ago. I really seemed high on something. Life has, obviously, been strange since the last time I have posted here. I have been posting to another blog and it really just was not the same... So, I wanted to update o@d so it could possess current Suzy events:

1. Attended a lecture given by a former english professor. Delahoyde once again did not fail to entertain the crowd with his delightful delivery on a topic unlike any that other professors offer. Even though it has been almost 3 years since I took a class from him, he still remembered me, and I still remember the dream I had about him teaching class in my freshman dorm room. He is one of the most intriguing people I know, but I am at a loss as to what I find so compelling about the man. He is just so... unexplainable. Well, absurdity is one of my favorite topics, and he did introduce me to it. Ironically, it is the basis for this whole madness I am participating in right now.

2. Have a new beautiful pup - Watson. I am not supposed to be harboring another dog in my abode, but there is no way I am giving the little crap up. Why am I such a sucker for the doggies? And of course I still have the tattoos to prove it.

3. My mom and bro came over to visit for the 4th of July. We got KFC for dinner during the sunnyside park fireworks show, and Mark and I must have had a weird reaction to whatever the colonel puts in his chicken because we were dancing like hippies and doing backwards somersaults inbetween wrestling and spraining appendages... I also took about 50 pictures of the fireworks. I think I am obsessed. Afterwards, I almost singed a few hairs lighting my own stash of pyrotechnics across the street. Lighting two mortars with only one lighter is a trick - especially if the lighter is not that good, and the process of lighting the first wick blows out the flame and you have to try to get the lighter to work again to light the second wick. The payoff is worth it, though.

4. I need more friends - all kinds, different kinds. I really want someone to play catch with. Is that too much to ask? Oh, and I am still really into the whole "stream on consciousness" thing, with out it I do not think I would be able to make it through the day. However, I like to modify it into "spontaneous, random, stream of consciousness" to make it more accurate. And I would employ this during playing catch, to make it more interesting.


Slapped up here on 7/07/2003 12:13:00 AM by: Me, Suzy...

The other day I had an epiphany. I thought about how awful it must be to appear TYPICAL. To be seen as one of those people acast in a sea loaded with all the rest of the typical people. I will try to make it my goal in life to be as atypical as possible. And I think I'm already half-way there. I just have to be a little bit weirder.


Slapped up here on 9/14/2002 09:36:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...