killageneration.blogspot.com is dead.

...you whores.

Whose teeth are these? Are they yours?

mood: insooooooomniaaaaa
music: buzzcocks- ever fallen in love (with someone you shouldn't have?)

So it's 2:39? maybe 3:39? I dont know. It is the wee hours of the morning, and i can't sleep. Boo. I wish someone was online so i could talk to them but instead i'll just go crazy. Lalalalalala! I have to get up at 8 to go to the Portabello Road market. mmm, family outings. How dericious. (not)

So there's this stop on the Central line metro... and it's haunted. Seriously. It's fucking creepy. It's in between where my friends used to live and where i live, and the train doesnt stop there. It was closed for some unknown reason and the train just goes past there at 5 mph and everyone looks out the window at this deserted metro stop and it's all dirty and half-lit and there are occasionally a few flickering lights and cables strewn out of circuit boxes and ads on the walls from years ago and the whole shebang. I get so creeped out. There's a sign that says "Closures until april 2005" but last i checked it was 3 months past april 2005. Anyway. i thought i would rant. ::shudders:: creepy.

Why isn't my internet working? You bitch. I want to publish my blog.

Anyway. I guess ill type some more random useless shit until my internet connects again.

Lalalalala.

I come home in 9 days. Yay! The number of days is no longer in the 20s, or the 10s. No! We're getting to single digits here! Woohoo! I was really really excited until i realized: Wow. I hate boulder and most of the people in it. And yet i'm so homesick. Argh. Fucking love. But i do miss several people very very very very much, so even though boulder sucks i'm still reeaaaaaaaaallly excited. Oh yeah. If anyone wants a postcard, they should email me- slinkypandemonium@yahoo.com - with their address. Or you can comment and leave it, i guess... but i wouldn't recommend posting where you live on a site anyone could read. MY DAD could read this site, and come to your house and kill you. So it really is better if you just email me.

Unghhhh. I hate my internet. It should suck it and die.

You're ugly. But not as ugly as the bug-eyed black woman in this show im watching. I'm not racist, she's just ugly. She has the worst bug eyes ever. I almost can't look at her. I definetely cant look without thinking "good god, you're ugly. If i was that ugly, i would hide myself away in a bell tower." Really. If you're ever in london, watch the show "Big Brother." It's the most boring show ever- just videotapes other people's drama- but it has a realllly hot girl who gets naked a lot, a melodramatic metrosexual boy, and a really really ugly bug-eyed girl. Plus, if you're bored/insane/drugged/forced enough, this show might be mildly entertaining to you.

Sometime this week i'm going to hang out with Dino and Sabina! Yay! Coolest old people ever. (not old. like 40.)

Oh yeah. I almost went to france, and then my stupid friend never called me back until too late, and so now i cant go cause its such late notice. And i was going to buy queen tickets (cause i had the option of going to france vs seeing queen), but while i was convincing my parents to send me to France i told them that Queen wont be that great cause the original lead singer is dead. So now they dont want to go to queen or send me and so i dont get to go to Paris OR see queen.... i get to rot in this stupid, ugly-ass hotel room. Sucks. Oh well. I'll go... uh... enjoy the sights or something.

Yay, internet connection!

~abby

Today was insane. I woke up to the sounds of people yelling and screaming and playing drums outside my window. There was some huge protest cause some people met in the hotel im staying in and had a conference about iraqi oil. So there were a bunch of protesters, a bunch of passer-bys, and a bunch of policemen and security all over the place in front of the hotel. the closest metro was blocked off and almost all the entrances to the hotel were locked. I got out the back way but my mom tried to go out the same way 15 mins later and had to be escorted into a taxi by a few security guards. Craziness. It was sweet though. They were dressed like pirates, swordfighting in the street "to symbolize the piracy of oil." I want to swordfight in the street... but being arrested/teargassed/anything in london is a bad bad plan.

haha. I'm watching the wierdest british movie ever. There's a bunch of guys running from some alien thing in the woods and the alien just attacked one of them, spilling his guts everywhere. The other guy runs up to him and frantically starts stuffing his guts back in, going "fit, dammit!" "it's not gonna fucking fit." "IT WILL FUCKING FIT."

haha. wierd. And then they all got up and ran to the car. Tv is funny.

Oh wow. Some 19 year old kid cracked and killed his parents, then took their credit cards and went on a $60,000 vacation with his girlfriend.

Yep. the end.

So my uncle's dying. I know i've been saying this for the past few months, but he really is. He has stomach, neck, and jaw cancer that is going to his brain, and now he has pneumonia. The chemo is making him more sick, and not killing his cancer. This sucks. And this man already has the immune system of an AIDS patient in Antartica. Bad news, folks. He'll probably die really really soon, and i dont think that there's any way i'm going to go see him. He is bedridden in california. And i am sad.

In other news: my mom is insane. And i feel like a bad person. Oh well. Today her cart thingy broke and so now we're all just so pathetic. She can't really leave the hotel room and makes me do shit for her.

Ugh. Karma? For.. i dont know. Being a bitch?

::sigh::

My family is falling apart, and i'm so rediculously homesick. I just want everything to be normal and ok.
Someone should send me an email. I'm lonely. slinkypandemonium@yahoo.com

haha. i just had a dream that my 4 year old cousin put a bunch of nail polish in her hair and then stuck the nail polish bottles in it. And then we cloned my dog, and there were 3 identical fatties all running around. Fucking wierd.

Hungry dogs eat dirty pudding

mood:tired
music: madness- baggy trousers

mmm. I had a good day. My friends are gone. Booooo. And for most of it they wouldnt hang out with me cause they had to go pack and get ready and stuff. Boo for that. Oh well. I sat in the gayest gay park ever and watched a man dance around to really loud techno in a chicken suit. Haha. Classy. Anyway. Lots of gay boys eating croissants and people with their families and really old lesbian couples and such. And a man in a chicken suit, dancing and dancing and dancing. hahahahaha. Awesome. Paige would have re-created the chicken fight scene from family guy (if you dont know what im talking about, it's probably cause you're not cool enough.)

Then i went shopping, and realized how not-girl i am. I went with Vicki and sat around with all the girl's boyfriends waiting for their girlfriends to try stuff on, and then she'd come out and show me something she was trying on and id go "that's nice" and shed go try something else on. Haha. I felt like such a man. ::scratches butt and burps:: mmm. OH! but the things i bought are AWESOME. (awesome aviators, cool socks, a book of random words (hungry dogs eat dirty pudding), heat pack thingees shaped like a heart, a PIG CATAPULT!!, a stooges cd and a Madness cd. YAAAAY madness. YAAAAAAY stooges. YAAAAAY new stuff. I'm so excited, i could fall over. Oh. Plus i'm really hyper. I ate wine gums (the really hard, slightly alcoholic-tasting, grosser british version of fruit snacks, i think) and now i'm realllly hyper and kind of want to puke. They're gross.

Anyway. Hope you all are having fun in colorado.
~abby

My headphone cord keeps getting tangled like a one-legged malaysian hooker on a thursday night.

mood: mucho better. still homesick.
music: some crap movie that's on tv and in french.

So. Nothing really new to say. I sat around at Caitlyn's house today with vicki and caitlyn and we watched a bunch of movies. And it made me wish paige was there. I'm really sad cause all the new friends i made are all leaving on sunday and not coming back until after i leave. Boo, summer vacation. But on the bright side, we're all going clubbing tomorrow in Soho. Should be exciting... i've never been clubbing before but Soho is a sweet area so it should be cool. If all else fails, i'll just get drunk enough not to care and then we'll go wreak havoc.

Oh. last night i told caitlyn that my "boyfriend" was actually a girl named Paige. She brought it up, actually. Asked me what "the person i'm dating's name is" and i said "Paige." and then she was like "i knew it" and we got in this huge discussion (which wasn't really a discussion, more like me talking about how much i miss her, la la la la) Oh well. I'll be able to talk to her soon, and then ill see her! :) Exciting. what, almost 15 days now? It gets less and less every time i think about it. :)

Wow. I think im watching the english version of the man show. There's a fat man on a horse with cake batter all over his face riding around london. Loverly.

What? the guy in this show just got hit in the head with a bunch of bottles. And i dont understand half the things hes saying, hes using so much british slang. ::confused:: ah, language. I hate you.

Anyway. I'm sitting here in a towel, so im going to go.

I miss you.

~abby