August 30, 2003
by Candicissima
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In continuing with the “I’m a random magnet” train of thought, I’ve realized that no matter what stage of my life I’m in (or something), the friends I have are essential archetypes in my life. I used to say that … Continue reading
August 29, 2003
by Candicissima
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From there to another place where it was so empty that the highlight was surfing the net and being squicked by this guy unashamedly looking at straight up porn. It’s was like “you do realize this is a club, right? Get up and drink and dance. Go home to look at that.” Not that there’s anything wrong with porn. Porn is good, fantastic even. Total endorsement from the Kitty Power corner.
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August 28, 2003
by Candicissima
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I read this article (via One Man Army) about how it sucks to be a woman out and about and now I’m annoyed. Granted, I can agree that it takes preparation to be “cute” or whatever, but did she have … Continue reading
August 28, 2003
by Candicissima
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An exchange that loses something out of context:
Moi: (feeling a hand on my ass) Hey now…am I here to sleep or get molested?
Him: Get molested.
Moi: Okay. Just making sure.
August 27, 2003
by Candicissima
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If I didn’t already have songs of the week, the winner would have to be “PDA” by Interpol. I’ve been all about it the past coupe of days. I was kinda surprised when I liked them and The Strokes. They … Continue reading
August 26, 2003
by Candicissima
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Speaking of women throwing themselves at folks indiscrimately, since when is it the norm for chicks to be throwing their breasts around for free bus rides? I wanna be like “listen Chickenhead, the bus is a $1 most of the time. Get a grip,” even though I suppose I might understand what it means to be sub broke a little too well. But still, that’s wack.
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August 26, 2003
by Candicissima
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Everyone was so fucking hip that it was painful. I know I’m going against the grain and knocking what’s hip, but I’m not feeling this 80s revival shit at all. Sure, I rock the Adidas and the Kangol, but that’s got flavor. Who would willingly try to look like Cyndi Lauper or Dale from Missing Persons all these years later when we know they were just playing and/or high as fuck? There’s nothing cool or “ironic” about looking like a technicolor clown.
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August 25, 2003
by Candicissima
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Thought of the day: I really need to get my license already. I’ve been thinking about how different my life could be if I drove. I would be able to take trips, get more people to go out with me, … Continue reading
August 25, 2003
by Candicissima
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Mr. KT and I get a kick out of surfing Ask Men. Him for obvious reasons and me because I tend to “think like a guy” about most relating things. I was reading it tonight and was kinda taken by … Continue reading
August 24, 2003
by Candicissima
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I think the fun part was waiting for the G and feeling like my eyes were totally disconnected from my body. That was dope. Wasting mad time in the subway and having my bus transfer expire, not so dope for sure.
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