beulahbondo's Diaryland Diary
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Spankin' fresh; late night blonk
Product news: I bought this tube of Flanders Buttocks Ointment from the CVS pharmacy sale bin. It smells yummy, like a young Christian's underpants. Rod and Tod love it!
My neurological condition: Stable. Dr. Shrink came through. (Hence trip to CVS pharmacy.)
What's wrong with this world, part 1 in a series: An enterprise called Underworld programs dance music by night and provides graphic design, advertising, and video services by day. Or the other way around - who cares? "[Underworld's] shows have the visual flair of arena rock," writes Mr. Jon Pareles of the New York Times. "[One of the guys] gesticulated his lyrics and danced with flailing arms, pumping up enthusiasm like a cheerleader." Now look, I have nothing against techno or trip-hop or groups that use shiny balloons as their set (I particularly like shiny, non-mylar balloons), but none of this synergy, okay? Making video or graphic design or computer-reproduced dance music is all the same thing. Don't call them different things. That's double-dipping.
Late night blonkin; the birth of a new reblonktionship
KB says:
Here is my "me at work" emoticon:
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Beulah says:
�are those your glasses? Or your butt?
KB says:
�get it? reverse frownee with mouse ears!
Beulah says:
�Oh! I thought you had your butt on your face!
KB says:
�ok, that's going in my diary tomorrow! Nice one, bondi!
Beulah says:
��((:=
���that's me with two rulers propping my mouth open.
Beulah says:
Let's start a reblogtionship where we're Courtney Love and Dave Grohl [and we love each other up and stroke each other all the time]
KB says:
I want to be Frances CoBean Love
Beulah says:
And I'll be Lourdes "Lola" Ciccione Spermguysdottir
KB says:
Ha ha ha ha hsaaaaaaaaahaaahahaa! I just tried to backspace at the speed of light!
KB says:
Lardass Ma-Donorsdottir
Beulah says:
Let's be Lola and Frances in the year 2020
KB says:
�If Lourdes grows up to be a fatty theyll call her Lardass.
Beulah says:
Oh, poor Llama-ass. MaLlama-ass
Beulah says:
I am so tired. But really, let's do that.
KB says:
OK! for realz.
Beulah says:
You're Frances and I'm Lola and we go to St. Paul's School or somewhere
���but we have to do it LATER
���cuz I'm falling asleeps!
���And I have to fross!
KB says:
�OK! Go fross! Bra bra!
9:45 p.m. - 2002-10-23
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