Last month, we'd hoped that the world's attention would have been held rapt by America's most celebrated living performer's latest attention-getting stunt. David Blaine, our nation's pre-eminent magic man and model-fucker, submerged himself underwater, in a giant glass sphere, for seven straight days in Manhattan's Lincoln Center. But the world yawned when it wasn't laughing, of course.

In stark contrast, the world collectively "Ooh"ed and "Aah"ed when, mere blocks away from the site of Blaine's spectacle of underwater idiocy, Apple's newest flagship Apple Store opened on Fifth Avenue near Central Park a few weeks later. And just like our tireless magician friend, this particular store would never shut down, vowing to remain open 24 hours a day, seven days a week. Instead of a glass sphere to exhibit their spectacle, though, Apple had a glass cube. And people loved it.

Which got us thinking...what if we combined the two media stunts? What would happen if a daring young go-getter were to confine his or herself to the 24-hour Apple Store for seven straight days? Trapped in that glass cube, with nothing to breathe but the smug exhalations of satisfied iMac buyers, could this person handle the strain of non-stop exposure to iPod Nanos, to people griping at the Genius Bar? Or would they starve to death? Perish due to exhaustion?

Naturally, we here at Suicide Girls wanted to find out, so we've recruited one SG member, fakecake, to document this event as she attempts to channel her inner David Blaine and survive in midtown Manhattan's new Apple Store, trapped underground with little more than moxie, MacBooks, and the desire to blog about her sure-to-be-thrilling experience in ultra-nonstop realtime...

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Wednesday, 7:20pm:

You may have wondered why I have been away for so long. Well, I fell asleep by the children's wing. It's gotten ugly. I think the green slime is a sign. Green slime is always a bad sign.

Good Night and Good Luck folks. I am leaking. It's time to go.
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Wednesday, 5:46pm:

"Waiting at the station with a workday wind a-blowing
I've got nothing to do but watch the passers-by
Mirrored in their faces I see frustration growing
And they don't see it showing, why do I?
You've got to get up every morning With a smile in your face"

-Carole King

OR...
OR maybe not. Maybe we show them nothing. Show them your face from the inside of a glass cube.

People are just now getting off work...and they are all coming to visit me. I am forever grateful.

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Wednesday, 5:14pm:

I'm bored of this shit....
I'm reduced to looking at fan fictions sites.

www.fanfiction.net.

The Mary Poppins one is weird, but you didn't hear it from me.

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Wednesday, 4:45pm:

So, as you can see below, I posted some digital photos just now. Not so momentous, you say?

Wrong. Momentous indeed!

What does one do when their camera's battery decides to run itself dry? How does one recharge said device when the Apple Store in which one is trapped doesn't really have AC outlets anywhere at all? when the many electrical items that populate the store are powered by thick rubber cords going straight into the ground?

Answer: you investigate. you solve problems. like jack bauer in tv's ever-popular 24, but dealing with far more mundane issues than presidential assasinations and the global threat of terrorism...I skulked about this Apple Store with due diligence, determined to find an AC outlet.

Located one in this back hallway near the Genius Bar, but it was too conspicuous. my Canon's charger would have stuck out of the wall like a bulky jacket on a suicide bomber.

Into the restrooms I go. There, next to the sink and trash can, is the Holy Grail of Recharging. Open. Empty. Waiting for my input.

So i popped the little fella in, moved the trash can to block its presence, and idly waited a good ten or fifteen minutes, thinking about Afghanistan the entire time.

Problem solved. Battery partially recharged. The world? Safe again.

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Wednesday, 4:37pm:

Taken Just Now:

Taken at 9:30 am:

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Wednesday, 4:21pm:

Hello. Is anybody out there....

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Wednesday, 4:11pm:

I have a fellow tiger here in my presence. Yikes. I was going to take a bath in the fountain outside, but then I remembered that I am not allowed outside these glass walls. It's a huge dilemma. What to do? What to do?

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Wednesday, 3:29pm:

OK, I've given in. more pictures shortly. or maybe I'll wait until nightfall approaches, if i can hold out that long. Life? it's painful.

I have a newfound respect for David Blaine, Philosopher.

I also have a newfound respect for Guy Sitting Next to Me, Musician.

he came in here googling terms like "fruity loops", which is a PC-only music sequencer and production tool, and now he's playing on the iMac next to me using Garage Band.

it's the 9th Wonder of the world.

I told you i'd be learning things throughout this venture. By tomorrow, be prepared to grill me about anything. I'll have AJ Jacobs beat in no time. No time at all.

All I have is time.

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Wednesday, 3:29pm:

So while my friend was here, and watching my stuff, i did something bad. like, "ape shall never kill ape" bad.

I walked up the stairs, and lingered in the entrance and glass doorway, and marveled at the fresh air outside, and the freedom of the thousands of naive tourists strolling up and down fifth avenue and into and out of Central Park, and got insanely jealous.

so I delicately peeked my head out a bit, and was dare i say it a foot or so outside. outside!!! free!!!

But then I realized: would stepping any further away violate the spirit of my project? because this, clearly, was a Very Important Project with Great Cultural Import.

so, now, here I am again. blogging away from my stool in the apple store in midtown manhattan.

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Wednesday, 3:25pm:

another friend brought me coffee and a sandwich and a cookie. it's huge, earth-shattering events such as this that break apart the tedium of my everyday existence here in this underground bomb shelter that lesser minds call an Apple Retail Zone.

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Wednesday, 3:17pm:

It's really packed in here, as well. like, packedpacked. like, if I get up and move around, I lose my valuable stool.

I'd take a photo of this place and the crowds herein just to show you all, but, you know, I'd lose my seat. and then be unable to post the photos that i'd taken.

if someone takes photos and then fails to post them, does that render them unseen?

it's a real existential dilemma.

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Wednesday, 3:15pm:

In my heightened delirium, I realized that i referenced 'a series of events' in that last post and then failed to explain that. And now I've forgotten what it is that I was prattling on about.

This is like pulling an all-nighter in college, but without the joy and good cheer that comes with finishing a well-written paper on the Unelected Succession of Gerald Ford to the Presidency of the United States.

so it's more like college in that "what am i doing with my life?" sense of malaise.

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Wednesday, 3:08pm:

OK, some head clearing has ensued. a rapid and dense series of events in the past hour or so...first, a good friend stopped by and graced me with her presence, and that effectively lifted my (then-) near-death spirits a bit.

while she guarded my station here, i briefly wandered over to the bathroom realm to tend to those all-important biological matters that come with living within a closed system for far too long...did BioDome starring Pauly Shore and that Baldwin fellow ever feature a scene about food and drink consumption, and expurgation, and all that? i'm too delirious to remember right now. so delirious that i'm referencing Pauly fucking Shore. Now I need to figure out a way to weasel myself out of this whole predicament, I'm realizing.

This Apple Store is my Vietnam. Wait, I'm too young for that analogy. This Apple Store is my Iraq.

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Wednesday, 2:13pm:

quackerjack had a suggestion: at 2:13:

you have lost it. i think you should get someone to bring you booze--a bottle of wine, maybe--and get bombed in the apple store. pizza 'n wine--a fine combo. after a bottle, you'll sleep nicely, with only minor wakeup headache

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Wednesday, 1:55pm:

Meatloaf sux in every sense of the word. Meatloaf and the breasted man he plays in Fight Club. Sucks. Meatloaf served to a film crew. Doubly Sucky.

Did you know that in Bollywood they remake films that are successful in Hollywood. They take the same exact script and twek it slightly. Copyright Scmoppyright...

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Wednesday, 1:37pm:

Non-Se-quit-ers. I am allowed 555 of them.

GO Tigers!
You give me the will to keep going. Long live the Stoned Crow. Tigers... and other miscellaneous animals. I love my Tigers, especially Tigers that are actually Huskies in disguise. Damnit. No matter how I try, I cannot rid myself of the horribly ugly color combination of orange and navy blue. Why? Why? I hate orange. I hate it as much as I hate the name Jan.

And down with geckos. BOOO! Hiss for the gecko. Gecko has GOT to GO! I think Sascha 1 would agree. Who needs car insurance in NYC anyway.

I flippin love my tigers!!!!

And Panthers. And Tigers...And Panthers...And JAGUARS.....

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Wednesday, 1:29pm:

It's getting scarrrrryy now...
Downright spooooky in here...

I'm not asking for much. Maybe a sandwich or cookies...mummies, even delirious ones need cookies...croissants and red meat.

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Wednesday, 1:25pm:

I'm speechless...

Wednesday, 1:13pm:

Fading here... Unless someone gives me a good reason to continue ths charade, I'm calling it quits. I haven't the willl.... I am slamming my keyboard keys for some scraps of food. HELP?

I'll give you a topic to mull over:

_SAOSIN_
is screamo a legit category of music???

can only copy and paste at this point:

The band offers catchy and dreamy emo-pop (which is admittedly bland at times), but the real highlight is the voice of frontman Anthony Green. A couple of years ago, Green quit California pop-punk boy band Saosin, packed up, moved cross country, hooked up with some Pennsylvania hardcore kids (ex-members of This Day Forward, for the punk trivia buffs) and voila. Circa Survive. Green's voice can carry a record from "okay" to "wow"; ???

whatever that means...

pc conversion happening...in my midst
ok. do i have the will to blog????
sigh. my back hurts

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Wednesday, 12:31pm:

Here's what sucks about consuming too much coffee earlier. You have to go to the bathroom at some point, which in this environment means giving up my precious seat. Which means I'm sure to have to stand at the goddamned MacBooks for my next post/update. Which means it'll be this crazy mental disjointed narrative about being tired and what it must be like to stand all day and concerns about day laborers and economic injustices and the celebration of Che...all while surrounded by these lavishly-priced Apple products.

Now, off to the loo.

That's "British" for "toilet" or "water closet".

See, I'm learning new things constantly.

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Wednesday, 12:11pm:

Thank god for IM.
Thank goodness...
Or I'd be passed out on the concrete floor.
Some of you may not want to hear this, but Brazil is going to WIN.

You know the really funny thing? I'd never even heard of soccer or football or the World Cup before coming in here last night to start this stunt (stint?)...but sitting here for hours on end has enabled me to learn all about the World's Greatest Sport.

By tomorrow, I hope to be an expert on anthropology and basket-weaving. Or maybe I'll have read the entire copyright-free works of Shakespeare.

I can feel myself getting smarter with each passing minute, while, conversely, I'm physically wasting away with the appraching exhaustion.

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Wednesday, 11:51am:

"Get the hell outta here," I said. This is MY motherfuckin' mac n' apple turf."

That's right boys and girls...I have proof that my foe has left...

Though I fear I may come to miss his supply of coke, speed, uppers, and sundry other drugs.

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Wednesday, 11:46am:

FLASH ALERT. My gamer friend-turned-foe has left the premises.

MY GAMER FRIEND TURNED FOE has left.....

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Wednesday, 11:35am:

HERE'S A FAKE-CAKE-TAKER

Couple Signs Advertisers to Sponsor Wedding Day

1-800-Flowers, Other Marketers Buy Into Baseball-Stadium Ceremony

By Willow Duttge

Published: June 13, 2006
http://adage.com/article?article_id=109895

NEW YORK (AdAge.com) -- Diamond ring? Check. Honeymoon? Planned. Advertisers for the wedding day? Got 'em.

To have a large wedding on the field of a professional baseball team, some individuals might take out a second mortgage. But a marketing-savvy couple is rallying up a stable of local and international companies to sponsor their special day.

Radio station sales manager Caroline Fisher and marketing consultant Dave Kerpen have negotiated sponsorship deals for their marriage ceremony in the Brooklyn Cyclones stadium.

Romance and business

On July 8, Ms. Fisher, a 29-year-old sales manager for a Long Island radio station, and Dave Kerpen, 29, of Dave Kerpen Strategic Consulting, a marketing consulting company, will be wed behind home plate at the conclusion of a Brooklyn Cyclones home game in front of about 500 guests and up to 8,000 other baseball fans. The Cyclones are a class A minor-league affiliate of the New York Mets.

Baseball field-shaped CAKE
Regina McRae, owner of Harlem's Grandma's Secrets, said she normally leaves her card next to her cakes, and that's the extent of her usual advertising. For the wedding, she is providing a cake that looks like a baseball field and about 8,000 people will hear about her on that Saturday night.

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Wednesday, 11:32am:

motherfucker...you were my comrade, but now i'm getting a bit competitive.

my arch nemesis is the man on the left. he's been here for longer than I have. what batteries do you run on, buddy? are you a cyborg? what is that game. it must be called CRACK.

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Wednesday, 10:51am:

Sooo...I'm almost at my 12 hour mark. That's right. I'm shooting dagger-edged- evil glares at my gamer friend. Where does he get his energy. What is his secret? I see a whole lot of Brasilian shirts worn by the patrons of this fine establishment. Nothing makes me happier than the bright green and tellow and blue of the team that IS going to win the World Cup. You better believe it. If you're a genius, you know this to be true.

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Wednesday, 10:46am:

Look at how empty it is in the early morning!

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Wednesday, 10:39am:

There is someone that technically has been here longer than I have. My gamer friend, I have observed has only been drinking water. What gives? Does he have some secret stash of crystal meth. Someone is not sharing. That's not nice. I thought we were comrades. I've noticed him having a slightly more amusing time here than I have. He must be winning is 'game.' In the apple store, all games are like the game of "life."

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Wednesday, 10:36am:

Damn. I'm about to bounce off the well cleaned shiny metal walls of this joint!

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Wednesday, 10:25am:

I apologize for the brevity of that last post. My attention span is shot to hell right now, torn between MASSIVE BOREDOM and jumpiness. Not a good mix. Will post more photos shortly once i can get my hands to stop shaking. No one likes blurry shaky photos, right?

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Wednesday, 10:23am:

A mere eight minutes after my last post, but, fuck, the coffee's hit me. Caffeine. Frantic shit. Frenetic. iCoffee. iSit-here-all-day.

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Wednesday, 10:15am:

OK, so a friend brought me coffee. That shit totally woke me up. Ended my ten hour streak of rapidly-descending energy decline.

And...morning! here's a shot from the base of the stairs, looking up at the glorious, glorious daylight. And the even more glorious "outside". How I miss it so.

I've also missed the presence of Manhattan's working class, i.e. the midtown commuters and office workers. At this point, with the increasing store traffic and shopping crowds as mid-morning approaches, it seems like they're all here in the Apple Store, as opposed to their cubicles.

Someone just dropped a laptop bag from the display rack next to me. Nice to know I can still post about mundane shit.

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Wednesday, 8:44am:

as far as i am concerned, an animal photo is a prerequisite for any self-respecting blog.

so there. doggie style. kinda cute., right?

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Wednesday, 8:26am:

this is what i want for my birfday..

http://cgi.ebay.com/Virgin-Mary-in-grilled-cheese-framed-print-and-gift-box_W0QQitemZ5638985176QQcategoryZ1469QQssPageNameZWD1VQQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem

And some toothpicks.

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Wednesday, 8:20am:

informal poll because miserychick wants to know.
is this real? is christie's actually autioning this photo-off? you be be the judge!

http://greg.org/2006/06/zarqawi_portrait_sets_record_p.html

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Wednesday, 8:11am:

Nike + iPod Sport Kit

This is on my little wishlist. They don't come out for a little while... not till July, I believe.

There's a woman who works in the store who has some really kick-ass black and white cowboy boots. They're so cute. I think they have changed shifts. The people here are now annoyingly peppy.

The employees are standing in a little circle by the circular winding staircase. Looks like penquin witchcraft. They are in all black or black top and jeans.

I swear there is a mosquito that has been torturing me. Stop that buzzing. Stop that...

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Wednesday, 8:07am:

There's this fantastic stock photographyto peruse on these MAC-aroonies. This one takes the cake. Who's brilliant idea was this? I imagine the art director said something like this: "Look like you're having fun with the cotton candy...Be Spontaneous. Really immerse yourself in it. Don't be afraid to make a fool of yourself. Make like your Santa Clause. Throw caution to the wind. "

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Wednesday, 7:32am:

Yesterday's News:

Morning Edition, June 13, 2006 · A study shows coffee may help offset liver damage caused by alcohol abuse. Alcoholics who drank more coffee were far less likely to develop cirrhosis. But researchers warn that coffee does not erase all risks of heavy drinking.

This corroborates what I I always believed to be true: Coffee cancels out the booze. Amen. Can I get an AMEN!! SHOUT IT like you're my Spin instructor. Thank G*d for scientific Study.

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Wednesday, 6:45am:

http://www.btsh.org/bruise/

There's this team of hockey players on a team called LBS. I just thought you should know that they ROCK. Some of the other teams may have longer names, longer hair, offspring with long hair, and celebrities. But hands down, LBS takes the fakecake. Through a very scientific method I have determined that my prediction is that they will win against the Dark Rainbows this coming Sundae.

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Wednesday, 5:58am:

http://www.miserychick.net/

I'll scratch your back you scratch mine.

Do you have a vacancy...for a backscrubber??

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Wednesday, 5:23am:

For anyone that cares, I keep getting kicked off my computer due to cleaning. They do it in sections. I think I might be able to use every single computer in this store before my time is up. Except, I'm starting to get funny looks. I'm just not sure if it's me or if it's my video gamer friend to the left. Currently there are about 7 customers and like 9 employees. I've taken to befriending the toilet.

This cartoon my friend Ann in Treviso, Italy sent me sums it up nicely.

http://www.fabrica.it/blog/techno_tuesday/

No I don't need help buying an ipod.

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Wednesday, 4:30am:

http://www.wikihow.com/Make-Your-Eyes-Appear-Wider-and-More-Awake

So I passed by the Marc Jacobs store earlier today. They are selling Rufas Wainwright T-shirts. Though you might want to know that tidbit. Run, don't walk....They are from some good cause. That is all I know. That is all YOU need to know.

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Wednesday, 3:49am:

I just got kicked off my stool. Damnit. It's cold on the other side of the store. Now, my neck kind of hurts. I don't like this anymore. I'm about to go sit on a "just for kids" cushion. I'm ready for my "just for kids" concussion. Ready? .... Set? ......

Go!!!!!!!!@$#$%^%$

tip of the day: just don't go back to big sur

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Wednesday, 3:25am:

Um.. I just overheard some guy ask his friend "how to get on the internet on this thing..." Um. Safari. Duh!

The internet...Ahh.. the internet. Useful for such things as finding out if Brasil is winning the World Cup and such other such fun things as:

"How To" of the Day
How to Braid Cornrows
http://www.wikihow.com/Braid-Cornrows

How to Make a Soda Bottle Volcano
http://www.wikihow.com/Make-a-Soda-Bottle-Volcano

wiki
wiki
wiki

http://www.wikihow.com/S%28t%29ay-awake-in-glass-cube
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Wednesday, 3:03am:

Karen O is pretty.
Karen O is cool.

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Wednesday, 2:47am:

The cleaning process here is pretty complicated. It involves standing on 30 meter metal elevations so that the cleaning folks can polish the ceiling and clean out the crevices of the track lighting.

It also involved roping off sections so that the floor can be vacuumed and buffed. Man, who knew? Dirty pretty things these 24 hour stores are...and upkeep is necessary.

As i strolled down 5th avenue earlier this evening, I saw a few homeless men sleeping outside of St Thomas Episcopal church. It is a warm night so the outside air is fresh to sleep in. It's an odd sight to see though amidst some of the fanciest stores in town.

As I tried to to track down some coffee, it occurred to me that this is area is where the upper crust reside, exist, frolick and shop.

But at night. It is quiet. It's the graveyard shift and the window dressers come out to play. The Gap employees dress the mannequins in vibrant summer colors: orange, aqua, and plum colors. They taper the the busts and cinch waists. The night guardsmen watch like hawks.

I passed by Henri Bendel's who seems to have some partnership deal with Delta because the window display had a travel theme and Delta signage everywhere.

...Botegga Veneta, Pucci, Takeshimaya, Harry Winston, and Bulgari is on it's way too.

Ambercrombie and Fitch and Prada face the the Trump Towers. You want excess. You got it.
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Wednesday, 2:03am:

it's all about comraderie. the person sitting beside me and i watch each other's spots (and coveted stools) for bathroom breaks. his game is paused with a rifle full tilt at the sky. the target is some indentifiable green island. ooohhh...oooh...the hand (with said weapon) is waving. the game can operate on it's own! pooters are so SMART!

bathroom update:
4 stalls, one of which is large and handi-cappped/special needs equipped.
3 sinks
1 baby changer station in the little girls room
no full-length mirror.
lighting is good, but makes me look like a zombie. maybe i am turning into a zombie. more on that later. bonus points for those that spot mummy mermaids at the mermaid day parade june 24th.

scarrrry..
attack of the fabric strips... ARGGHHHH.... they cause cancer. danger. keep away. just kidding. these are scraps from mermaid mummy costumes.

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Wednesday, 1:40am:

pretty soon i'm going to have to venture to the bathroom.
ANYTHING to avoid the squealing voice of annoying girlfriend of annoying couple will do...

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Wednesday, 1:32am:

there's a tornado...
a tornado vauum cleaner....in our midst. lurking at 1:30...
AHH... I suppose they have to vacuum at some point.

This cleaning tool is like a bright yellow day-glo bullet back-pack with a springy coil coming out the back end. Where can I buy one of these, damn-it? INDUSTRIAL Strength. You are drowning out my "They might be Giants." Not to put too fine a point on it, but you're cramping my listening steez. And, not to mention it, youre adding to the unique melange of smells up in here. There is like stinky butt and toxic cleaner fumes. This is not a job for the weak. Listen kids, don't try this in your town. Lucky for you, unless you're in NYC, you won't be able to anyway.

Do have the moxy to demands one of these:

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Wednesday, 1:20am:

So I got this post about a show my friend is doing in New York.
She's pretty rad and really funny.

she also has this amazing pink cadillac which is why she's the coolest thing west of the midwest.

See below....

And here's the info on the show in New York! Please tell your
New York people!

Hip Hop Theater Festival 2006
Wednesday, June 21
7:30PM - Mainstage Shorts
The Public Theater
425 Lafayette Street, off Astor Place in Manhattan!
Tickets: $25 regular, $10 students & seniors, group discounts available
Buy Tickets and read more info at http://hiphoptheaterfest.com/

A Night of Excerpted Works Featuring some of NYC's most talented
playwrights and performers from the hip-hop generation.

Free? written & performed by Kristina With more street cred than you
can shake a pair of Hammer pants at, Kristina swoops into the NYC Hip
Hop Theater Festival to riff on notions of freedom in times that would
make Joe McCarthy gasp. Excerpts include a satirical homage to "save
the world in five minutes" spoken word, a Flashdance tribute, and an
explanation (or un-explanation) of why she prefers life in the
almighty closet.

So if you've read this, then the thing that might jump out at you is
the mention of Flashdance. If this is what struck you, then GMTA
(great minds think alike) And, if that's the case, I like how you
think and I like you're style. I'm about to bust out in a "like a
maniac" dance right here and now, up the glass steps, tearing off my
glass slipper to throw at my construction worker boss who thinks he
can buy my love by getting me an audition with the repoirtory
ballet/dance company....and like flippin make my flippin dreams come
true. But, no. I wouldn't want that. Because I want to wither away
in Pittsburgh with my pitbull for the rest of my life. Can you tell
that I re-watched this film recently.

One day ipods are going to be so small that they will be like the size
of a grain of sand....and they will fit inside of your ear...and you
can get lost in your own world of music whenever, wherever you want.

In the mean time, I have to deal with a barrage of sounds coming from
every direction. People reallly find the need to test the volume.
This feature has little use to me unless I am throwing a party.

The Apple Store master DJ has good taste in music. I love the Flaming
Lips. ...That is a constant. Thank God....at least till this song
ends.

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Wednesday, 12:50am:

So, I've got nothing but my random thoughts right now.

Earlier, getting here, I got off the subway stop at 53rd and 5th avenue and walked up here to this illustrious location on 5th avenue between 58th and 59th. This glass cube where I currently reside is right near FAO Schwartz and is nestled on the south side east end of Central Park where all the horse drawn buggies park. This is also where the horses that transport the buggies park, so it smells pretty asscrack-funky. It's like all the chess and video game freaks come out of the woodwork. And now, I am amongst them and in solidarity with them.

"Hell no, we won't go! Sorry, you cannot borrow my seat." No one is weaseling their way into my stool. I'm glued. This is prime property as far as I am concerned. It's not like flippin' Barnes and Noble where there is carpeting and sitting cross-legged on the floor is an option. The concrete floor is cold and that cold will seep through your jeans and then yo' booty is COLD. If this works out as planned, days from now, you will find me perched on this stool stewing here (dis)contentedly. Soon I will be scratching my left armpit like a spry monkey when I haven't showered in a couple of days.. More on this later....

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Wednesday, 12:29am:

Pretty empty as we reach the post-midnight hours...
We'll see how this unravels...like time-lapse photography style...
Or maybe Flip-book style, depending on my mood.

And technology. If only I were surrounded by technology.

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Tuesday, 11:24pm:

So, it's approaching midnight, and here I am at the Apple Store, starting my locked-away-in-plain-sight stint for Suicide Girls. Suprisingly, given the late hour, this joint is JUMPIN'. Many musings about 5th Avenue to come, though that requires my leaving the bank of iMacs and going up to peer out from the glass windows at street level. What's playing on the omniscient CD player? Beck. The person next to me has a for-real fu man chu facial hairdo, and is playing some really cool video game.

I think it's like Halo 2. Of course there is a tank that says USA. And there is killing involved.

I'm only a few minutes into this, and the glass upstairs beckons already.

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crispy

NEWSWIRE

Philadelphia, PA

JUN 13, 2006 10:35 PM

fakecake said:
So, I've got nothing but my random thoughts right now.

Apparently.

5371W

Elizabethtown, KY

May 2005

JUN 13, 2006 10:37 PM

And this is different from me setting in front of my computer in my room for a week straigt how? Give me 4chan, SG, Myspace, and some video games and I never need to leave my computer.