polly hardbottle's spifforific saturday.
<body topmargin=0 leftmargin=0 marginheight=0 marginwidth=0><script> (function(i,s,o,g,r,a,m){i['GoogleAnalyticsObject']=r;i[r]=i[r]||function(){ (i[r].q=i[r].q||[]).push(arguments)},i[r].l=1*new Date();a=s.createElement(o), m=s.getElementsByTagName(o)[0];a.async=1;a.src=g;m.parentNode.insertBefore(a,m) })(window,document,'script','//www.google-analytics.com/analytics.js','ga'); ga('create', 'UA-47423994-1', 'fortunecity.ws'); ga('send', 'pageview'); </script> <center> <br> <div> <script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://ad.broadcaststation.net/ads/show_ad.php?width=728&height=90"></script> </div> </center> <table cellpadding=0 cellspacing=0 border=0><tr> <td valign="top" colspan=3 height=82 BGCOLOR="#99CC33" TEXT="#080000"> <div> <B><IMG SRC="014d0440.gif" border=0 width="720" height="68" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></B></div> </td> </tr><tr> <td valign="top" width=210 BGCOLOR="#99CC33" TEXT="#080000"> <div> <A HREF="id3.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="writing.index"><U><B><U>writing.index</U></B></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id4.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="poetry.index"><U>poetry</U></A></div> <div> reviews</div> <div> short story</div> <div> essay</div> <div> skit</div> <div> working novel</div> <bR> <bR> <div> <B><U>hooray for me</U></B></div> <div> profile</div> <div> pictures</div> <div> journal</div> <div> rants</div> <bR> <bR> </td> <td valign="top" height=398 BGCOLOR="#FF0099" TEXT="#080000"> <div> <B>LITTLE ABSINTHES JOURNAL</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>2:13a</B></div> <div> <B>28.5</B></div> <div> <B>i was once watching the tick, and arthur said a line which still sticks out in my mind. it was:</B></div> <div> <B>'i hate today.'</B></div> <div> <B>yup, that is how i feel. it was my sister's conformation, and instead of being genuinely happy for her, i couldn't, because my mum was being a complete unmanagable nutcase, my dad just kept going along with all the deranged rantings of my mother, and my sister was being such a self-rightous little bitch that i wanted to strangle her with that stupid slutty dress she was wearing. being stuck in a church for two hours while resenting christianity and how it has been forced upon me my entire life didn't help things much.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>i felt like i didn't belong at all. my parents didn't even ask me to be in any pictures. it was just them, and my sister. or my grandparents and my sister. or all of them and no me. it's how it always is, though. but i guess she deserves it. they can actually </B><I><B>be</B></I><B> proud of her.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>on a good note, though, gina might be able to get me a new job if i hand her my resume by mid-week. if it works out, and if i'm very frugal with my paychecks, i may just have enough to move out in september AND still be able to make payments on my car. that would make me a very happy pixie indeed.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>oh, *huggles* to mungo (a.k.a chris miller-time) for dropping a few games off in my mailbox. hopefully they'll keep me occupied for a while. it's funny, i was real depressed when i left school, mainly for the reason that i wouldn't see john for a while, which sucks cos he was a very very close friend. but it's funny that chris took that job over so quickly. haha, corporate whore takeover.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>current music: the ramones—'rock n roll high school'</B></div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <B>1:03a</B></div> <div> <B>27.5</B></div> <div> <B>down with livejournal! i'm just tired of it! it never loads my backgrounds or the rest of my over-riiiides, except for the 'purr in my ear/happy squeal' one, and that kinda loses it's novelty after the first or second viewing.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>anyhoo...</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>things still really suck. i'm still under lock-down. still. i have a few books to pass the time, but i inhabit my room all the hours i'm not working. as i said before, what's the point of life if one can't live it?</B></div> <div> <B>i dunno. maybe i'm being a little melodramatic. but i'm miserable.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>oo oo oo, i got a new nickname! after watching 'the perfect drug' video with dennis once, i had to explain the poe refrences and what mr. reznor drank before he freaked out. he laughed and called me his 'little absinthe.' that is the best pet name in the world. too bad all i call him is 'stinky.'</B></div> <bR> <bR> <bR> </td> <td valign="top" width=165 BGCOLOR="#99CC33" TEXT="#080000"> <div> <B><U>other places</U></B></div> <div> thekult.org</div> <div> grandpa timmy</div> <div> pythonline</div> <div> anywayz.com</div> <div> welfy</div> <div> lobster magnet</div> <div> the great geo</div> <div> the world's suckiest site</div> <div> another dumb place</div> <div> queebuss</div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> </td> </tr></table></body>