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Looking back again: 2006 Journal-In-A-Minute (tm)

In the grand, traditional style of posting the first sentence of each month into a nonsensical entry, here is the updated 2006 version of the oft-replicated "Journal-In-A-Minute". Doesn't have to make sense to anyone but moi. :)

Today Today
Hasta pasta, 2006. I need a drastic, short hairscut.

2006 Journal-In-A-Minute: Dance Remix

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OMG. While I think the true hard-copy journalers have joined the community, embodiment, I could NOT FINISH MY FRIENDS LIST because of all the freakin' entries. My hands hurt and I'm tired already. It's not even lunchtime yet. Dear AWBs: While I realize that people with whom we deal on a daily basis are often interesting and colorful, is it REALLY NECESSARY to make me read 60 pages of a statement, with you laughing and joking because this person is talking about the neighborhood crackheads? I want them!!!! Neat :> I didn't realize it until this morning, but my hands feel like those stringed sausages; they're all tight, swollen and not as nimble as I need them to be. The composition, the careless lock of hair in the front, the shorn top of material...all of it is beautiful. ARGH -- second night in a row, can't sleep, and it doesn't help that I feel like I've been hit by a five-ton. Greaaaaat. Kelsey's idea of cam fun; don't ask about the two fanger thang. The eagle might've landed, but the Mallards are afeared. Yes, I was in the hospital last week. Today was /extremely/ sad for me. Just like the goatman...never underestimate or think ya know somebody.
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2005 Journal-In-A-Minute

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SCORE! I haven't been this sick in more than 10 years. Dear cruel and evil Mother Nature: We were promised 50-something degree weather today, and so I dressed according; however, JUST LIKE THIS SUMMER, you're turning out to be a tease -- I'm not falling for your tricks anymore. Since I have the bypass cut option set up, allllll those lil "JUST KIDDING! APRIL FOOL'S!!!", none of your eveeelll little tricks are working, for those on my lil friend's list. If anyone is trying to call me from area code 602 STOPPPPPPPPPPP. I'm at work. Kelsey has called 10 times at least. I'm bummed. Almost* as freaky as the jiggly butt girl. I shall, for the first time, SQUEE!!! in my journal. Do you ever...wander around all curious to your friend's pages, scroll down to their memories, and then, they've locked them all up so you can't read? There are actually people in the U.S. who don't know what an Icee is. Dear "Anonymous": Let me guess -- reading/comprehension was not your strong suit was it? I haven't updated in forever, but my very real question is WHY DID EVERYONE I KNOW WIN THE NANO WRIMO CONTEST??
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2004 Journal-In-A-Minute

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Does that mean everything I see will come back to haunt me? I find it strange when 20-year-olds say: "I feel so OLD". HAHAH...the 'lunch I never take' shall be taken here, methinks. Dear El Jay: While you have been a faithful, loyal (ok, sometimes evil) companion for about three years' now, I've never been one to voice too many complaints until now. Yessssss -- It's been sporadically raining here this morning and I couldn't be happier. It took, three days, but I finally learned how to make coffee (again) that's not so thick a rat could run across it. Bleh. Today's been gray and uneventful, which is a good thing. Fast forward to this morning. Two words:

Bite me.

I thought we wouldn't go through the "surly teen" 'tude! You don't have to be a car, be in myyy showwww. Today: The Dentist.
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2003 Journal-In-A-Minute

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I'm a steady companion, spontaneous; communication style is extremely supportive, relationship role is non-traditional, TEMPERAMENT...HAHAH is easygoing, Romantic style is modern, importance of wealth...non-existent, need for independence -- extremely high. I'm not going to extrapolate on the event which occurred this morning with Columbia, and the reactions thereof internationally. I'm am NOT from URANUS...and that's that. I've already made the weekly haunt to David regarding my dream job. This is lengthy, evil/bad/xxx-rated and you. Since I'm troubled over this whole poet-but-not-quite-poet thing, I took the all-knowing quiz. Had to throw in some art, just so you guys wouldn't be completely disturbed. You Are an Oral Master! A hermit, who visited the city once a year, came forth in search of wisdom regarding Pleasure. Welcome to my herd of peepal...RICHARD? Unbelievable. Iffn I told it I was a GUY, the outcome would be different...EH.
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2002 Journal-In-A-Minute

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Boom, boom, boom...out go the lights. So many passwords, so little RAM in the cerebral cortex. EH GADS. How to say what's been going on in this journal without first, boring everyone to tears, boring ME to tears, and revealing very sensitive information to one or more (or none) readers who might be following me closely on the internet? Migraine or the second brain? While driving (or seething) through rush-hour traffic, I am now completely convinced that every idiot this side of the Mason/Dixon is on a two-way, letting one another know I'm on the move. A few questions: 1. Do you pay for my ISP? 2. Do you pay ANY of my bills? 3. Did you help me FIND my current domicile, did you help me MOVE, did you help in ANY WAY, SHAPE OR FORM?!
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Disclaimer and credit: This IDEA is brought to you in a roundabout way via my monkey spankin' lovin' buddy, brim, who was my lil inspiration for doing this each year a lllllllong time ago.

(Last year's note that I clearly forgot): Note to self #189: Make sure this year, your first-liners of first-day-of-the-monthers are more clever.

I think next year...

I'll just post the entire first paragraph of the month, and not include years' past. This is getting just a leeeeeeetle beet depressing. In an emo, I'm-a-hermit-from-hell-and-fall-for-the-same-lines kinda way. lol :)

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