Editing
I have finally discovered the method for editing on Live
Journal. The bad new is this is going to be in eternal flux. It is
the way I do everything . I keep rearranging my chips.
We had this hamster named Coconut and when we cleaned his cage he
would spend hours, in fact almost the whole next day, rearranging his
cedar chips.
That is what I am going to do.I believe strongly in never finishing
anything but always being art in process.
When you aren't sure how the onlining journaling format works you're
just pleased that they let you write a bunch of stuff in the
journal and keep track of the date.
I went to the store today bought and later consumed massive amounts
of food. ( That would be M.A.O.F. in internet lingo.)
I was afraid George Bush might come here looking for Massive
Amounts of Food and so I very wisely hid a large amount in my
stomach. Hopefully they don't do a really extensive search.
How many of you write cryptic anonymous things in
your old boy/girl friend's journal? Yeah? Well, you really
suck. Just kidding!I would never do that unless I really
knew he wouldn't know who it was.He might figure out what happened
to the inside of his car and who shaved his dog and that kind of
thing. You have to pretend it never really bothered you at all.
I wouldn't go to his journal and suggest that he come out of
the closet and admit he is queer because gays have as much
right to love and be loved as anyone. No, not even when he
ripped my still beating heart out of my chest and poured
lighter fluid on it and then called his friends around to watch .
No, I am not at all vindictive. I made most of that up. Did you
believe me?
I just read that real writers are in touch with the truth but
sometimes the truth is so damn boring. I have entertained some of
these thoughts or I should say these thoughts have entertained me.
You read some of the XBF journal entries and you just want to edit it.
At least I tell you I am lying.
I am the defender of the Truth but it has to be my concept of Truth
. It only works with those guys who are too stupid to realize that is
indeed what you are doing to them. Once they know you are anoymous
it's all over.
When he says he is too mature to date girls his own age I want
to elaborate. You grew your hair out into some bizarre shape
that looked strangely enough like Cheech or Chong on a really bad
hair day delivering pizzas. I kept wanting to tell him he forgot my
breadsticks.
No one could see past the strange head he looked so butt ugly.
Now He is hitting on some girl in England and talking about how non
intellectual most adults are. I know he has never read a book on
purpose. It is hard for me not to mention it under Ann O. Nymous.
Well, that is the real Truth. That's editing.
I should post one of my names to my Live Journal but that seems like
such a Pyscho Bitch thing to do. I will quietly send bad thoughts
and rainy days except he likes the rain and stomping baby kittens
and kicking sand onto people on the beach while throwing rotted fruit
rollups at people .
Nevermind. I started lying again.
Journal. The bad new is this is going to be in eternal flux. It is
the way I do everything . I keep rearranging my chips.
We had this hamster named Coconut and when we cleaned his cage he
would spend hours, in fact almost the whole next day, rearranging his
cedar chips.
That is what I am going to do.I believe strongly in never finishing
anything but always being art in process.
When you aren't sure how the onlining journaling format works you're
just pleased that they let you write a bunch of stuff in the
journal and keep track of the date.
I went to the store today bought and later consumed massive amounts
of food. ( That would be M.A.O.F. in internet lingo.)
I was afraid George Bush might come here looking for Massive
Amounts of Food and so I very wisely hid a large amount in my
stomach. Hopefully they don't do a really extensive search.
How many of you write cryptic anonymous things in
your old boy/girl friend's journal? Yeah? Well, you really
suck. Just kidding!I would never do that unless I really
knew he wouldn't know who it was.He might figure out what happened
to the inside of his car and who shaved his dog and that kind of
thing. You have to pretend it never really bothered you at all.
I wouldn't go to his journal and suggest that he come out of
the closet and admit he is queer because gays have as much
right to love and be loved as anyone. No, not even when he
ripped my still beating heart out of my chest and poured
lighter fluid on it and then called his friends around to watch .
No, I am not at all vindictive. I made most of that up. Did you
believe me?
I just read that real writers are in touch with the truth but
sometimes the truth is so damn boring. I have entertained some of
these thoughts or I should say these thoughts have entertained me.
You read some of the XBF journal entries and you just want to edit it.
At least I tell you I am lying.
I am the defender of the Truth but it has to be my concept of Truth
. It only works with those guys who are too stupid to realize that is
indeed what you are doing to them. Once they know you are anoymous
it's all over.
When he says he is too mature to date girls his own age I want
to elaborate. You grew your hair out into some bizarre shape
that looked strangely enough like Cheech or Chong on a really bad
hair day delivering pizzas. I kept wanting to tell him he forgot my
breadsticks.
No one could see past the strange head he looked so butt ugly.
Now He is hitting on some girl in England and talking about how non
intellectual most adults are. I know he has never read a book on
purpose. It is hard for me not to mention it under Ann O. Nymous.
Well, that is the real Truth. That's editing.
I should post one of my names to my Live Journal but that seems like
such a Pyscho Bitch thing to do. I will quietly send bad thoughts
and rainy days except he likes the rain and stomping baby kittens
and kicking sand onto people on the beach while throwing rotted fruit
rollups at people .
Nevermind. I started lying again.