AMBER ALERT: noticed missing 3/3/08 at 9.52a. mengtar's camera cord used for uploading photos. if found, contact your local authorities at 320.260.0337. that is all.

also, news flash: poetry boy is faar more pretentious than previously thought.

i went to the grocery store to purchase some necessities and found this gem. toilet paper: 12 double rolls for 9.59 or 2 for $11! a forty-eight roll equivilance for eleven dollars! what a bargain! but just my luck, toilet paper will become obsolete before april.

what a waste.

also, here's this golden treasure:

jx said:

yo

mengtar said:

whatup

jx said:

just got home from sportys. you?

mengtar said:

nice.  sitting at the coffee shop. jx was supposed to come up but has yet to show

jx said:

you two are still in contact? how is that working out?

mengtar said:

even though he texted me like a half hourish ago. we talk. nothing will come of it. he's becoming obsesso and i'm double whatever. so it's entertaining

jx said:

wait... he totaly fucked you over and he's the one that's obsessed?!?! do you have beer-flavored nipples?

mengtar said:

i need a good ego stroke every now and again before i go back and fuck homeboy. i do, actually

jx said:

awesomeness

mengtar said:

yep

jx said:

what's up with you and homeboy btw.... I forget why but something I read made it sound more bf/gf

mengtar said:

it's still whatever. ;-0 whatever. fuck emoticons

jx said:

:-P hahahahahahahahahahahahahah ((I hate you))

mengtar said:

aren't double parentheses the ebst?!?

jx said:

so is homeboy secretly the reason you decided to stay in texas?

mengtar said:

no

mengtar said:

jx and i split in april and i met him in julyish

jx said:

is it your hate for me that is keeping you away from MN?

mengtar said:

yes. i'm glad you're finally noticing.

jx said:

damn. I decided that I'm in love with you, I think, but I never knew what to do... now I know

mengtar said:

well, after a wihle around septemberish maybe i really wanted to leave and i was planning on packing all my shit one weekend and peacing out the next day and i told him and we didn't know eachother that long so i didn't think it would be a big deal but he got all cutesy and convincing and then he probably made my cry and we probably had okay-sex after and went to bed.

jx said:

awwww

mengtar said:

yeah i know.

jx said:

you're making me feel. stop it

mengtar said:

oh my god! they're playing tunak tunak at the coffee shop! i LOVE this place. jx isn't showing up so i'm going down to homeboys soon.

jx said:

how have more than 5 people heard of tunak?!?! it's like the middle-eastern lonely girl 15

mengtar said:

yeah. 5000. ((5000 = extreme.... you heard it here first))

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SX!

i'm going to go drink with her soon.

also, the guy from the pictures with the sunglasses looks like cate blanchett as bob dylan in i'm not there.

check it:




maybe i'm silly.

((i'm over it))

this may be the first time i have come through on a promise made in a previous post...














consider yourself photo-up-to-dated except for any time spent with j or l or any combination of the two. those evenings will not be photo-documented.

if i had a laptop, i would be blogging from bed this morning. in my dirty underwear. holding my head and pulling my hair. listening to the greatest hangover music with the smell of whiskey and too many cigarettes though it was barely any. the smell follows me every time i toss and turn in my bed. i feel like pig pen from the peanuts cartoons. my nose is stuffy and i probably purred like a mountain lion last night. i'm not sure who thought it was a good idea, but giving head in the morning didn't help.

a very nervous mx played at andys last night. good job, yo.

and a very perplexed and anxious mengtar drank too much knowing that she didn't have to work the next day. mr. seagrams, we are no longer friends.

a dude from the bar kept talking to me about music and how he is soo amazing at recognizing talent and is a great frontman and musician and he can play everything soo well and he wants to put some groups together and he can tell that i'm sooo good and he neeeeds me in his project because of how i act and don't care about anyone including him and we could walk to his place from there and just listen to music and everything would be just chill. wow, dude... wow.



i don't like your hair. i don't like the way you compliment me without knowing what the fuck you're saying. i don't like it that you're better dressed than i am. especially with your corduroy jacket. i don't like it that you look like mitch hedberg only uglier and not funny. i will let you buy me drinks and bum me smokes... but dudeboy, your not getting in anyones pants with lines like that... except girly girls that don't know shit about what you're talking about and are compliment-crazy and self-involved and love getting their dicks sucked by not mitch hedberg.

so after bar close i went to jupiter and overly-pretentious music guy started talking to the cool poet dude that i talked to briefly about where he gigs and such so i can check his shit some more or something and homeboy picked me up so i wouldn't have to walk forever to get home.

kx's computer caught fire today so he bought a new computer from best buy and after i saw it, i decided i needed a laptop starting NOW. we went to best buy. found my laptop. but i didn't qualify for the financing. apparently i have too many open lines of credit. i can't argue with that... but they're in good standing! i promise! that doesn't work with ladies.



but apparently most people that don't qualify still get one in the mail... so in a few weeks ((which by then i could probably just fucking buy it straight up)) i may have my new laptop. may.