litote_convoluted: rants

This is where my friends, family, and loyal convolutes can keep track of me. I'll give brief, sporadic updates on my life. If you really need to get ahold of me, go to the contact page for my information.         These are the '03 rants.         You can also look at the '02 rants.

October '03

30:i wish i were a drug addict. maybe i should become one. escapism is glory!!!i survived midterms week. school is still fun. i'm glad to have gone back.
i go to poetry night every monday at roma. the poetry is half-decent. some new faces i really enjoy hearing. haiku death matches are great (check out my haikus). i basically just wanted one night where i had to get out of the house and go to a place where it's possible i may meet someone new or run into someone old. i NEED TO HAVE A LIFE!
planning a hecate supper for halloween. if you're interested shoot me an email at withpurplespots@hotmail.com or just show up at the node between 10pm and 2am. map to node. fun fun ritual and free food for all.
been posting a lot of rant-esque material on the message board (speak!).
nothing is true; everything is permitted.
-m.

03:guiero joberte en tu ano. so... still going to class, getting good grades and all that, at ccsn. fun fun fun. learning much latin: semper ubi sububi. still living between-houses-like while the burnt up house is being repaired. at this point i have fuck all of an idea when it'll be done. not so much fun.
still feeling pretty down about everything. attempting to remedy this by asking random people if they want to go play pool, then being promptly disgusted when they say things such as "have threw" and "have ran" (true story). if anyone feels like playing pool and has a firm grasp on english grammar, feel free to shoot me an email at withpurplespots@hotmail.com.
that's about it. pretty boring, slightly pathetic. been posting a lot of rant-esque material on the message board (speak!).
nothing is true; everything is permitted.
-m.



September '03

05:always wear underwear, because if you don't your house will burn down and you won't own any underwear. ah, so much has happened. the startling news first: yesterday there was a fire in my house. many things are ruined, many others are not. the cats, dogs, rats, humans, and even the fish survived. so far the casualties include walls, floor trusses, washer / dryer, 90% of my wardrobe (and a stinky remainder), a tv, an x-box, a gamecube, all the food, the carpet, a bunch of paintings, the stereo equipment, the new surround sound speakers, the doorbell, three doors, the vacuum cleaner, one toilet seat, and whatever the huge pile of ash in my driveway used to be. the house is inhabitable, but not condemned, and the power company won't even install a new meter until everything is rebuilt, painted, and inspected twice. aye, me, sad hours seem long.
but the textbooks survived! yes, my friends, i have gone back to school. just community college, but it's better than nothing, oh? i'm taking latin, sociology, psychology, and world lit I. i'm rather excited, and had a blast my first week. hopefully i won't have to drop out because of house repairs. we'll see. but if you're at ccsn's henderson campus, look for my truck :)
so, no electricity means no email or messenger. if you need me, my cell still isn't working, so you might try my parents' house at 361.3008, as i'll be staying there off and on.
it's terrible, but not as bad as it seems. i just need to replace my wardrobe and find somewhere to live for two months. it'll all work out. bert and ernie are alive, and that's what counts.
nothing is true; everything is permitted.
-m.



August '03



July '03

17:josh said i'd marry the next boy i dated. ha. so, i put together all these plans to get my shit in order and my ducks in a row and move myself to florida and start having a real life. then i get sick. they lost my medical records, so i have discounted anything they said in the past - until they diagnose me with something new i have decided that i've got a clean bill of health, clean slate, starting from scratch. and i want to be out in the open about it, so here's what's going on.
no one has any fucking idea what is wrong with me. the symptoms are vertigo every day, hot flashes, exhaustion, and fainting spells. i'm working with the doctors at the base, and am currently seeing an ears, nose, and throat specialist. i have a cat scan on monday, and they'll know more after i make an appointment to go over the results. i'll keep you posted.
just don't worry about me. i've had to postpone my trip to florida, but i'm not going to let it postpone this whole having a real life idea. if you want me, get me on my cell. 326.5653.
nothing is true; everything is permitted.
-m.



June '03

11:i thought i knew what love was - what did i know? a little voice inside my head says 'don't look back, you can never look back.' i haven't ranted in a while, but a lot has happened. i am moving to florida. yes, the impossible has happened, this little sin kitty is leaving sin city for the ineffable horizons of orlando - home to epcot, universal studios, countless retirees, and soon the next great talent in chaos magic.
my date to be on the plane is either August 4 or 5, so if you need something from me or need to give something to me, contact me before then either via email at withpurplespots@hotmail.com or my cell which is 326.5653.
i am very nervous, and reluctantly afraid, but i am excited as well. on the horizon from the east is a faint glow... the dawn of my dreams? or perhaps merely the fires in which i am hurling myself, i do not know. but wish me luck, fellow magicians, vegas puppies, and false prophets. remember me in your prayers, tonite. i am going to need all of the help i can get.
nothing is true; everything is permitted.
-m.



May '03



April '03

10:drugs, sex, alcohol, strippers, psychic readings, and the matrix!drugs, sex, alcohol, strippers, psychic readings, and the matrix!
yes, dear friends, it is once again that time of year for us all to celebrate that hellish day on which the world was inflicted with my pressence. may 3rd's the party, may 4th is the day. it's the big 2 - 0 this year! a coupling of decades which has amounted to all that is me.
i sent out massive invitation emails, but if you for some reason did not recieve one and think that you should have, send me email at withpurplespots@hotmail.com or call me at 326.5653. it's probably not that i don't want you to come, just that i lost your contact information or, in all of my infallibility, i forgot you.
oops.
let me know and i shall surely remedy such mistakes.
nothing is true; everything is permitted.
-m.

01:i have turned into a good person who cares about everyone and never fucks up. ever. april fool's.and so here i am, again. i've broken up with josh and moved in with todd. he's a wonderful guy, the duke of electricians. dagaz is going well, and my job at the psychic eye is superb, pardoning the long hours and shitty wage. i've been giving psychic readings, which is interesting, to say the least. and my cell phone is turned on again. call me at 702.326.5653 if you want me.
chryssy is moving back to vegas, she thinks. i hope she does. i am absolutely lost without her.
nothing is true; everything is permitted.
-m.



March '03



February '03

04:when striving for heaven we loose track of worldly thingsjosh and i are finally starting to settle, i think. i'm digging the assistant manager job at psychic eye. david, the manager, is a doll and i think a friend for life. his wife is hot. she teaches the belly dancing class that i go to. also, josh and i are actual being social-like. we hang out with frank and jill. they talk about comics and computers and jill and i gossip and bellydance. it's kind of girly, really, but pah. i'm glad to finally start having some friends.
and magic, of course. i talked to the lodge master of the oto camp here in town, serpentine splendour. he's a nice guy, and i'm going to the gnostic mass on the fifteenth to find someone to sponsor my application into the order. huzzah huzzah. studying buckland's complete book of witchcraft, which i have found to be much more of a valuable resource than i had originally imagined. also paying audrey to type up all of my research notes. 6 bucks for 1,500 words. she's makin' out like a bandit.
y'all know my email if you want me.
-m.



January '03

09: something was rotten in denmark. it's been a long time. i lived at the house in summerlin with gabe and druegan pride, then moved in with josh and started pride dagaz, a ritual group which turned later to dagaz. in december i lost my job at upsteleservices, then got hired as the assistant manager of the psychic eye at gv pkwy and 215. i left josh earlier this week, and moved back in with my parents. i'm living there for a while. the phone number is 702 361-3008 if anyone wants to catch up with me. i owe t-mobile about 200 dollars for my phone bill, so the cell phone won't be back up for a while. call the 'rents if you want me. i am going to start updating, again, so that y'all will have a place to catch up with me.
i have spent all of my adult life with one guy or another. i don't really know who i am or what i want. but i know that i am going to need friends. if you're someone come here to check up on me, send email or call - i genuinely want to catch up with everyone. i'm trying not to be so much of a fuckup anymore. ha ha.
-lmd







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