tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post1551267714043617353..comments2024-01-02T21:41:49.068-08:00Comments on Paul. Because 'Paul' is a nice name.: Cheap rentFirstNationshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13387748372500478809noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-16354060287960144542008-04-10T15:52:00.000-07:002008-04-10T15:52:00.000-07:00....YEEK!back!Cb: geeze, thank you. geeze. aw geez.......YEEK!<BR/>back!<BR/>Cb: geeze, thank you. geeze. aw geeze. what in the hell do i say to that? thank you! (i guess is what I say, huh.)<BR/><BR/>xul: are you insinuating that it wasn't trippy ENOUGH? it was PLENTY DAMN TRIPPY, YO!:)<BR/><BR/>daisy: done.<BR/><BR/>mj: thats what i hear. how long have you had him chained to the St. Andrews cross in your basement?<BR/><BR/>daisy: well get crackalackin, shug!<BR/><BR/>senor coppens: oh geeze. thank you. I've had that neighbor. hell, ive BEEN that neighbor!<BR/><BR/>noshit:cats will mess with you bad. I had one that used to bring me baked potatoes out of the dumpster.<BR/><BR/>voices:up in the sur? dang i had no idea.<BR/><BR/>dinah: yeah, no kidding! and a whip and a chair! and a TAZER!<BR/><BR/>pink: oh bizzare. what the hecks up with that? i still say it was to keep them from getting in fights.<BR/><BR/>frobi: david lynch is SCARED of my life story!<BR/><BR/>hendrix: *pulls bag over head*<BR/><BR/>daisy: dave thought it was 'too unbelievable' and turned it down.<BR/><BR/>gale: well, you're welcome! plan it now; we have a busy summer coming up. email me! we can go have dinner someplace!!FirstNationshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13387748372500478809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-29582466460522057912008-04-10T15:36:00.000-07:002008-04-10T15:36:00.000-07:00savannah: well thankew! *blush*beast: isn't it str...savannah: well thankew! *blush*<BR/><BR/>beast: isn't it strange how you eventually get used to it?FirstNationshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13387748372500478809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-86186131594521676372008-04-10T13:21:00.000-07:002008-04-10T13:21:00.000-07:00I had to check if I commented...gonna stop in read...I had to check if I commented...gonna stop in read yer archives. You be yourself and I will catch up everything else. I keep telling Rocky we have to come up and meet you guys.Galehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07054170274536788586noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-47709497300470266302008-04-10T04:36:00.000-07:002008-04-10T04:36:00.000-07:00damn frobisher i thought i was in a david lynch fi...damn frobisher i thought i was in a david lynch film or screenplay or something...this can't be real life...right?Daisyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15190578784452773984noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-41313237740787644982008-04-10T04:03:00.000-07:002008-04-10T04:03:00.000-07:00genius...just pure geniusgenius...just pure geniusAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-36944588472568343882008-04-10T03:10:00.000-07:002008-04-10T03:10:00.000-07:00David Lynch has bought the rights to your life sto...David Lynch has bought the rights to your life story.Frobisherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14139984461096994586noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-63285577567563723832008-04-09T17:48:00.000-07:002008-04-09T17:48:00.000-07:00well, that beats all of my apartment horrors.stran...well, that beats all of my apartment horrors.<BR/><BR/>strangely enough, in my last apartment, the bathroom was arranged exactly like that. the sink and toilet were in one room, the shower in another, the one closet in yet another room.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-77484011544801026732008-04-09T16:36:00.000-07:002008-04-09T16:36:00.000-07:00"...got a book and a candle..."Y'see, you should h..."...got a book and a candle..."<BR/>Y'see, you should have had a bell, too!<BR/><BR/>Funny and familiar.In England, "apartments" like that are called bed-sits, or bed-sitting-room.dinahmowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00052642938090553088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-66733168731526991012008-04-09T12:49:00.000-07:002008-04-09T12:49:00.000-07:00are you sure it wasnt the gimp locked in the box n...are you sure it wasnt the gimp locked in the box next door that was making all the racket!?! <BR/><BR/>we used to have to light fires on the ground out side to keep the pipes to the house from freezing... bbbrrrr... i remember those days... no thanks.INNER VOICEShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09711910995629845274noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-46491066485769147682008-04-09T07:11:00.000-07:002008-04-09T07:11:00.000-07:00God, and I thought the sounds of late night flatma...God, and I thought the sounds of late night flatmates discussing WoW was the worst I had to contend with.<BR/>Mind you, it is some what of a distraction when you're um... Preoccupied with a gentleman caller and someone is talking loudly about cheese outside the door. <BR/>Only the cat tries to claw through the walls (well, the door) in our place. <BR/>I keep telling people to come in, then freaking when the knocking keeps on going in a B grade horror movie way...Sidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15795545064619679647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-78212369100218979762008-04-09T06:19:00.000-07:002008-04-09T06:19:00.000-07:00Uber Creepy! When I moved into my first apartment ...Uber Creepy! When I moved into my first apartment in a new town I lived next door to a young couple who went at it like Hamsters every single night...and several times a day on weekends..((gawd))<BR/><BR/>Much to my astonishment, I actually became complacent about it...even though she was a screamer with a trill nasally voice ((chalkboard scratch)) who had obviously lifted lines from cheap pornos. <BR/><BR/>I heartily second Chaucer's Bitch. You have the magic touch with wordplay.Romeo Morningwoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10826410608415260786noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-54439770417086767502008-04-09T03:53:00.000-07:002008-04-09T03:53:00.000-07:00omg...this was a riot...i had one place where this...omg...this was a riot...i had one place where this couple kept yelling at their kid for running up and kicking the wall...the wall that my bed was up against...one night i had enough and yelled at the kid myself...i told him to stop that shit or I was coming over...he never did it again and his parents always smiled at me as they passed me after that...i will have to write a post about living above the gay dirty book store sometime...it was a hoot!Daisyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15190578784452773984noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-49616909089551561072008-04-08T21:43:00.000-07:002008-04-08T21:43:00.000-07:00Beast's bed hasn't shaken since.Beast's bed hasn't shaken since.The Mistresshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07109289531733623207noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-67222160950327396872008-04-08T19:30:00.000-07:002008-04-08T19:30:00.000-07:00i really hate to do this in a post...i just don't ...i really hate to do this in a post...i just don't have your email and had to make my site private...i will add you if you like but if not i will continue to visit you here...:)Daisyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15190578784452773984noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-71318634950348898942008-04-08T17:06:00.000-07:002008-04-08T17:06:00.000-07:00You had me going there. I thought for sure the old...You had me going there. I thought for sure the old lady was coming through the wall with one of those bigass augers or something. That would have been pretty trippy.Xulhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15937470344531567453noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-69935736580301737152008-04-08T14:01:00.000-07:002008-04-08T14:01:00.000-07:00lemme get this straight: an insanse, schizoid woma...lemme get this straight: an insanse, schizoid woman with joker makeup tried to claw through the wall into your room with her bare nails? while growling???<BR/><BR/>fuck man, i thought i had shitty neighbors.<BR/><BR/>ps. "Sometimes she wore false eyelashes. Sometimes they were on her eyelids." This is one of those wonderful lines that is truly brilliant and no one else but you (and maybe Raymond Carver) could write. Lines like that are what make you brilliant. I had a creative writing teacher (who was a published novelist with several awards to her name) at college who used to do "ear training" with us. The idea was to learn to identify good writing by the way it sounded. She'd read to out loud and now and again stop and tell us "that's good. I can't tell you why it's good, I just know it is." Your writing is like that. I can't tell you why it's good. I just know it is.Moominmamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11750304448922417139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-35660524379927754342008-04-08T13:15:00.000-07:002008-04-08T13:15:00.000-07:00HA Ha Ha .Good post. I once had a dreaful studio '...HA Ha Ha .Good post. I once had a dreaful studio 'apartment' next to the main heavy freight line out of london.When thetrains used to rumble past at 3 ocklock in the morning , all my furniture (including my bed) used to move about the flat from the vibration. I got so used to it , I never used to wake up .So I used to get up to a different furniture arrangement every morning :-)BEASThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15428640137434521072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-32371337947898807392008-04-08T09:16:00.000-07:002008-04-08T09:16:00.000-07:00i had to read this twice, sugar! jaysus, you crack...i had to read this twice, sugar! jaysus, you crack me the fuck up! xoxsavannahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04310843901371718758noreply@blogger.com