texas has hit freezing point and i am an ever-so happy mengtar.

also, nothing will ever excite me more than taking this photo...

and it is awkward moments of double text message bashing like these that make me want to slit the throats of all ten of the people in this state that know my name.

but seriously, let's fucking go to new york.

so here was the situation. mengtar was about to get some from jxnumberthree. but every 20 seconds or so...

jxnumberthree said:

le sigh... le sigh... le sigh...

mengtar said:

dude, what's up? is this okay?

jxnumberthree said:

yeah... i don't know... le sigh

mengtar rolls over and said:

well, if you don't want to, we can just go to sleep. it's cool

jxnumberthree said:

yeah... i don't know... le sigh

mengtar goes to sleep and is getting frisked by jxnumberthree shortly after...

((twentyorso seconds pass))

jxnumberthree said:

le sigh

mengtar said:

okay, seriously. do you not want to do this? because i have to leave for work in about two hours. so either we're fucking or i'm sleeping.

jxnumber three said:

le sigh

mengtar said:

gnight.

this cycle actually happened three times... so that's why i was all preturbed and such earlier. and now for the three supposed reasons on why i'm still horny and sexually tense as balls:

1- fear of jxnumberthree's crazy ex finding out and going crazy on mengtar or jxnumberthree. legit.
2- jxnumberthree felt as though he was taking advantage of mengtar... which only makes sense if you know jxnumberthree and that he has never slept with a girl that he wasn't currently in a relationship with. ((i hate ending sentences in prepositions, but i'm lazy. fuck you in)) legit.
3- fear of jxnumberthree's crazy ex that just moved out the day before but still had a key busting in the room and cutting us both up with the pieces of broken mirror laying on the floor outside jxnumberthree's bedroom from the prior evening's confrontation. legit.

also, we played rockband.

welp, here goes... at least i'll have something to gossip about later...

thank you anonymous commenter from erie, pennsylvania...

all work and no play makes mengtar a dull girl...

okay... so i do get to play every now and then.

last night was angry and i'm still not ready to discuss it until i get the rest of the information... or get laid. in which case i will become gossip queen of the sewing circle... er... blog... whatever.

hickory street hellraisers were at boiler room tonight. kicked some ass. didn't drink enough because my stomach was still full of tunafish sandwiches.

and now for tonight's episode of awkward moments with mengtar:

homeboy's ex that makes me feel incredibly... unostentatious... now works at the bar i frequent, and her immediate friendliness continues to throw me off. apparently we need to hang out and i tried so hard to give her the wrong number but it just didn't work. fuck balls.

mengtar is awkward and doesn't like strangers.

but she bought me a shot, so we're bff, right?

then this other dude ((cuter than balls)) comes up and is all "i saw your zelda pin, that's badass." and i agreed and continued rocking. he continues with a "you like zelda?" and a "where did you get it?" to which i replied "from this dude" ((mx)) who got it from hot topic from that dude" ((jared or jarrod or jaryd or tijahd... whatever... jxnumber5)) and then he realized that i was too bballa to be talking to him and i turned away to ignore him ((in my ever-so-awkward fashion)) and he tried a few more sentences and i pretended i wasn't listening but not on purpose and he left. ((close call))

and then i listened to that song where the hot girls make out in the video but they're not lesbians but it's just as hot.

also, jxnumber5 had a shirt that said "fuck you you fuckin' fuck" and that's what my mom said to the guy at the bar in chicago that she got kicked out of the bar with my sister. but my sister didn't get kicked out. just the dude. the fuckin fuck. i miss my mom and my sister and my sister.

gnight ballers and civilians.

i'm still too angry to write all about everything that made me so angry last night. but i assure you, it's legit.

((le sigh))

but seriously... tonight... boiler room... that is all.

mengtar the antimania!

i'm becoming extremely confrontational. be it the drinking, the smoking, the sleep or lackthereof, i think i'm going to sit at home and stare at the wall all weekend.

staring out the crazies.

also, step off my microphone. you heard it here first.

((breath in the crazy))

what is the best way to wake up from a betwixt-works nap?

"i go to church every goddamn sunday. are you gonna bring the demons out i me!?"

((love it))

IT'S COMING!!

((again? seriously?!?!))

brown shoes. black pants. dark blue sweatshirt.

wardrobe approved.

also, happy hanukkah.

i will think about having latkas in celebration... but not really.

plano is a lot cooler of a city than i thought it would have been. it reminded me a lot of downtown madison, wisconsin... sans badgers.

the company was also more than pleasant. a special thank you to sx and cx for joining me in plano to see the new bob dylan movie, i'm not there.

it was pretty much fucking great. there were a few parts i disliked, and it was too long for me to sit still through... but fucking great.

it wasn't as biographical as i had predicted. some of the "events" that happened i believe were interpretive for inner battles and such... which was still fucking great. ((example... he didn't leave home at 11 to sing for woody guthrie on his deathbed... that was after he had graduated highschool and spent time in minneapolis, in and out of the U... i wish they would have shown a back-in-the-day dinkytown))

it depicts six stages of bob dylan's life through six different actors. one was cate blanchett. she was by far the best. she is doing a press interview in her opening scene. her voice sounded like a bob dylan voiceover and i wanted to jump in my seat. ((shutup, sx and cx, nobody has to know that i was actually jumping in my seat through almost the whole movie... THEY DON'T HAVE TO KNOW!!!!)) second best was christian bale who fucking rocked the overly-modest, shy and anxious side of early dylan. also, he's cute.

my favorite song reference ((which i barely caught and was crazy excited about)) was when richard gere dylan ((who i was not a big fan of, maybe because i didn't quite understand it... was it supposed to be napoleons dressed in rags??? i just thought of that... interesting... now i have to see it again...))

ugh.... gross... i was just distracted by a the tyrannosaurus rex and his new shirt and hat and hooded sweatshirt... and now i can't remember what my favorite part was...

yes, richard gere rides horseback into the raggedy circus town and he MET A YOUNG GIRL BESIDE A DEAD PONY!!!

i wanted to cry.

the alias thing kind of confused sx and cx.... jack rollins, woody guthrie, sonny, jude quinn... i was happy every time. they never used his real name.

oh so happy...

also, they took many famous dylan pictures and album covers and put the actors in those scenes. fucking genius! i'll try to find pictures and do a compare-contrast chart for you. due monday. ((but i'll turn it in late for partial credit))

also, last night was holy awkward 5000 and then he refacebook friended me... bleeeoorggghh!!!

a very excited mengtar hopes to be driving to plano tomorrow.

((who's coming with her?))

ONE YEAR AGO TODAY:

This is Kx's impression of girls:

"My vagina bled soo much today. Let's go buy bras."

or is this just another game that you and i pretend to play?

i finally saw pan's labyrinth last night.



wow. totally not what i thought it was going to be. but completely badass.

also, a few days ago i saw no conutry for old men. also badass. creepy as hell in some parts. but as the ending came, i had hoped they would end it right there. a full resolution would have made it a country for old men. but since it is not, there could be no resolution.

then it ended.

beautiful.

but then there was some commotion throughout the theater. "that's it?" "it's over?" "i don't get it"

i wanted to stand at the door and slap everyone as they exited the theater.



luckily, no one talked too much during the movie but someone was crinkling their popcorn bag too loud behind me and i was about to turn around and slit some throats.

i've been a little over-the-top horny lately. there was nothing wrong with the sex this morning, but i still had to masturbate twice before work.

also, i kind of wanted ice cream for breakfast... soup it is.

cx said:

mengtar! you're nekkid!

mengtar said:

it's my room! i can be as nekkid as i want!

cx said:

well what are you doing?

mengtar said:

looking for scissors. i need to do some handywork.

cx said:

some...? ohhh... i know what that means!!

discuss:

also, super bon bon, were you aware that your name is also a soul coughing song and mine is not?



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so balls to yesterday, last night and this morning and possibly a few days before that.

but i did win A game of cricket last night.



apparently that weird coming-down feeling from the last few days means that i'm going to turn into a super touchy mega-bitch and then blog about it and then have a thousand anxiety attacks and then get ready for work three times and then sleep for most of a day and then act like a crazy old woman and make soup and jambalaya and smoothies while watching the republican candidates debate brought to you by cnn and youtube.

youtube? honestly? wow...

also, senator john mccain lost my potential vote because he doesn't believe that jack bauer is real.

but afterwards i found some oldschool live bob dylan shit from the 1963-66 folk festivals in that town that the kid without parents from the oc was from... p-something? i don't know. but it was basically badass. that's the only way to do soup.



is this enough soup for everyone? no? just me? fine.



mx does a mad car-drumming impression of me. if you can't see it, you can just shutup and listen and not give me any sass about it.



also, mengtars don't sing. don't hate.





someone else should please tell me that this picture is funny.



also, what is the name of that song from the cruel intentions soundtrack? it was kind of a hit and had violins... something. i don't know.

i bought bell peppers for the first time ever. it was actually a good idea. also, bell peppers look like cartoons.









i would show you the finished product, but it was inhaled immediately afterwards by a very hungry mengtar and kx.

we had to leave jupiter for denny's before dan got off work. it was alright.



and to whomever said that my blog reads similar to slaughterhouse-five, i see the parallels, but vonnegut >>>> mengtar. ((thanks, though))