Regrets, I've Had a Few

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emsy5006@aol.com — Thu, 03 Jan 2008 22:24:48 GMT

yep.

emsy5006@aol.com — Sun, 11 Nov 2007 17:36:05 GMT

Time for some spring, er, winter cleaning.

triumphant? return

emsy5006@aol.com — Fri, 09 Nov 2007 14:12:10 GMT

Hello all my (nonexistent) livejournal homesnakes. It's been a while.

Last night I dreamed that Samuel Taylor Coleridge Jr. got broken. Despair. I was so thrilled when I woke up and found him safe and intact that I smoked all the rest of my weed. Shared it with the cats on my bed.

Looks like another day home alone and under the weather.

My Hero.

emsy5006@aol.com — Thu, 16 Mar 2006 03:12:53 GMT

From Johnny Rotten's hand-scrawled note to the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame office:

"Next to the SEX PISTOLS rock and roll and that hall of fame is a piss stain...We're not coming. We're not your monkey."

Brilliant.

I am a poor, wayfaring stranger

emsy5006@aol.com — Tue, 07 Feb 2006 00:22:07 GMT

I dreamed some FUCKED UP SHIT last night. I wasn't even asleep for that long because I was in Manhattan half the night. No particular reason. I just felt like going for a train ride. I walked around for a long time. My legs hurt. But I didn't miss class this morning. Go me.
This weekend was bloody brilliant. Here's to getting through the week and having another one. Word.
Peace out, homesnakes.