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so thats pretty much what i look like now. except i put some clothes on. so last night i drank an entire bottle of rum
and passed out on the floor of my friends kitchen with my hair in some cat litter 
woke up and we took a car service home. i totally thought i was gonna puke. i love seeing other people puke but its not the same when i do it. the driver was making fast turns, speeding, cos it was only 6 in the morning. i always get car sick anyway. when i was little i got addicted to dramamine. but i managed to hold down the rum. now i'm starting to feel better. ***NEW ORLEANS, PLEASE BE OKAY***
gonna do some more work now. my agent has requested some chapters from my new book, Dirty Blonde and The Boomslangs
i got some emails from some of you guys wanting to read more of my book "Demonic" so here's some more from that. hope every1's having a good weekend. 
"The Boys of the Demonic Hermitage Kaleidoscope"
***Marhollow***
Did you see Family Guy last night? I asked Jesse. Normally all we watched was Conan OBrian. The first night we hung out we stayed up and watched that and got stoned. How lame. Even Jesse admitted it was lame.
Sorry, next time well blow up something, he told me that night, assuming that was my thing. I guess I came off that way, but I wasnt that bad, really.
No oh shit, Jesses eyes landed on something directly in front of us. He tensed up, pushing himself up in the seat a little. Slowly his face grew terrified. I looked and saw Clydes van. Then I realized something else, something that terrified me as well.
Ill just keep driving, I said. I tried not to panic. If I panicked then Jesse would and then neither of us would be able to think clearly.
But its
I know who it is, Jesse. Just stay calm. Jesse listened to me, he always did. He slid down in the seat a bit. The van seemed to be picking up speed. I jerked to the left, spinning the car completely around and sped in the other direction. Jesse looked like a frightened child on a rollercoaster; a kid that didnt quite make the height requirements.
Shit, Mars, shit.
Please dont fucking panic now, Jesse. All I needed was him to start crying. I knew what they did to him under the bleachers, but if he started talking about it, or anything else for that matter, then I couldnt figure out what to do.
You have your gun? Please fuggin tell me you have your gun, he begged. I made a face. It was even more informative than saying, No. I left it back at the house. I should have brought it for Jesse but I left it for my brother. Besides all I could think about was all that airport security and going there with a fucking gun wasnt smart, even if I left it in the car.
You fuckin took that shit to church that time we had to go with your grandma and you dont have it on you now after the shit we pulled?
Jesse, Im about to get on a plane, why the fuck would I have a gun with me?
I checked in the rearview. The distance between us and the van had lessened. It wouldnt be long before they slammed into us. I sped up as much as possible; up to about ninety. That was as fast as this pile of shit could go. Trash flew up and hit the car. Normally Id notice the bumps of road kill but we were going too fast for even that now.
No, no, fuck. Fuck! Jesse slid down in the seat. The van was seconds away from rear ending us. I let myself down. I couldnt even bear to keep my eyes open anymore. I shut them and felt a sudden jerk as my car helplessly plunged forward. I opened them and saw nothing but the open road blurred by smoke. I think the car was on fire from going so fast. She overheated and stalled.
Fuck, were dead, Jesse moaned. Were fucking dead.
I looked back at the van. The doors opened. They got out. All five fucking meatheads, armed with bats.
Hey fucking queer! One of them shouted; his eyes on the back of Jesses head. I looked ahead at the dirt road. There was nothing I could do. I had no gun. I had nothing. When I turned I saw a fist plunge through the glass window, punching Jesse out, splitting his face open with jaded pieces of glass.
AUG 27, 2005 05:10 PM
O hey I got ur message, ummm Pass Out- lol It this drinking game that we used to play in college, you can I think still get the game at Spenser gifts. Basically what it is u go around the board and there are areas where you have to drink and well eventually you will pass out cause you are drinking so much. How lost my virginity was I was with this girl and one thing lead to another when we were all playing that game. 
Any more questions hehehe talk to ya laterz 
AUG 27, 2005 07:48 PM
{wow}
1. First, I am entranced by your book excerpt!!!! So allow me to fan you: 
WOW. I am a rather fussy reader actually and I just sat here glued to the monitor. And I want to read more. That's lovely--I mean, as a writer/dream writer (myself. I used to write columns and whatnot, very long out of practice but respect for the craft is always there).you don't need ME to tell you anything but the great thing about great writing is when you can get somebody reading and salivating for more. Oh wait and LIKING what they're reading of course, that helps. And I do, for you. This was a nice surprise. Now what is it that has you with your agent--what is your plan? I ask b/c of knowing people in publishing myself but they all have different goals. Like one I know just did a book and a zine reading tour and that's all he wants-he's doesn't want huge. If I ever got around to my real writing again with goals and such, which you have here apparently, I would have to be grand scale. So what are you up to!?
Next. Anyway, so even the first part of today's entry cracked me up. I'm trying to imagine the cat litter part. I can actually. Oh man yeah so I was with you last night--you missed a GREAT diatribe that just had to be edited, though. It was over the top, I talked about being faithful. Nothing offensive but I deleted it b/c it came out of nowhere WHILE saying I was drunk so it sounded drunk, crazy and cheap. Let's not mix religion with cheap, but it was just DRUNK above all. It was like Charlie Manson the preacher possessed the body of a normally cute girl and it was a little too wild. I like to keep my readers tickled, not cause panic.
YES, I'll be in NY soon enough and we will have to make serious plans. Hope you are great... 
Easy on the rum. 
AUG 27, 2005 09:30 PM
Oh Lord, I'm afraid I would have to wait for a print edition b/c I don't know if I could stay at the computer. I prefer to be lying down for reading normally. It's a pleasure thing, so I gotta be in my bed usually. Now is it a short novel? More details.
Ooooh what Dean!? I need some Dean too. In the meantime I need to be watching A Streetcar Named Desire again sometime soon.....oh that old perfect dreaminess.
Well whenever I rock NY again, I need to make good plans b/c apparently we have some now! Usually I get so overwhelmed b/c of so many people to see that I fuck up and just hang out with my grandparents, I'm not kidding. You and treason and Phil will focus me.
AUG 28, 2005 12:20 AM
yup i missed most of the bad weather
[Edited on Aug 29, 2005 12:19AM]
AUG 28, 2005 01:57 AM
AHAHHAAHA!!! to you to, I know isn't it wicked fun?!!??! SO BAD and lovely! Work of the DEVIL! Oh I'm so glad you loved that. Phil is missing out!! Oh Lord I hadn't listened to that album in a while and it is always still, so many years later, the hottest. I can't believe I was listening to this dirty stuff when I was 13. 
Dirty girls done dirt...........???
AUG 28, 2005 01:58 AM
oh my God, wait, that means you were listening to this at a naughty age too----BAD!!!! We rock.
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AUG 28, 2005 09:10 PM
ok your nipples almost obliterated the story! 
you sexy thing. moremore!!! i cant WAIT until im taking pictures of that. im warning you tho, im a hands on kinda gal
wicked. im so hooked!
im getting aim i swear its been a crazy weekend. we'll talk this week suga
OHCRAPimdying
Flemington, NJ
December 2003
AUG 29, 2005 11:08 AM
AUG 29, 2005 01:44 PM
Nah my big bad b-day ain't till thursday I believe.........i'm scared!!! but thank you, yay!! i'm just a wee bit younger than you. older chicks are the hottest tho. duh.
oooh good luck on YOUR interview! :Godspeed: yay...fuck....i know mine went very well, i mean you should know by now at this age anyway. i jsut hope for the best. turns out i bumped into a friend after who works there (I had no idea) so i begged her to please nudge 'em!! I gotta make back what i just spent today (look at my post edit!!!!). what are you interviewing for, if you don't mind?
anyway, i will take b-day spankings soon enough!
