mengtar the saved: master of the guilt-trip blog!

((love you, man))

you're right, and you have every right to be upset that i'm unable to see you play in austin. i understand that this tour is a big deal for you. i would love to be there and to finally see you again. it is long overdue.

and you were right about homeboy. i don't know why i continue to put myself into a situation that makes me feel increasingly uncomfortable. and i don't know why you would compare the situations.

but you can't choose my priorities for me. i hold your friendship in high regard, but i also need to be sure i'm taking the correct steps to better myself. i've wasted plenty of time out of school and now know that it is now something i should be taking much more seriously.

i'm extremely proud of you. and not in the "keep in contact with him so you can have a famous friend" sort of way. i'm glad that you're enjoying your life and the payoff of your hard work.

i don't ask to hear your stories so i can live vicariously through you and see what life is like being an LA rockstar. i enjoy hearing that you're enjoying and taking pride in what you do.

and you don't have a right to accuse me of fabricating reasons i'm unable to visit LA or austin. i've tried. and i'm still trying. i've held this in higher regard than you think.

and if you're truly done "wasting your time on me", it's been nice. apparently your standards are higher than what i can offer at this time.

((i guess i just need better friends))

happy birthday, sisterx!

worsehalfofjandl said:

fuck that guy.



((indeed))

st. ives face wash should make a periods and opiates formula.

classes cancelled tonight on account of the storm over 300 miles away.

silly texans.

dear minnesotans,
i live in denton, tx.
denton is not on the seacoast.
no hurricanes are hitting denton.
you can stop calling to warn me about the tornado or ask if i plan to evacuate.
please.
love, mengtar.

or maybe i'll just take the other one out...

but i like them...

((le sigh))

no, i don't know how to make the video stop playing!

hung.

i still felt sick and mopey last night and was supposed to go to the blue condition show at the door.

bailed.

then cxpx called to ask some stupid question...

cxpx said:

so what are you doing tonight?

mengtar said:

i don't know. probably just stay home and rest a bit.

cxpx said:

aww... are you throwing up?

mengtar said:

no.

cxpx said:

do you have a fever?

mengtar said:

no.

cxpx said:

then wipe the blood off your vagina and go get something to drink!

well worth it.

the rest of the night was NOT worth it.

my nipple ring fell out in my sleep and now my boobie looks naked. i found the bar but because it was out all night, i can't fit it back in.

FUCK! i only slept like 4 hours! how does that shit heal up so damn fast!?!? i hope rx is still doing piercings so i can get this fixed. FUCK!

FUCK!

((fuck))

my neighbors are crafty.

not fancy enough to be arts-and-crafty or evil enough to be witch-crafty, but some sort of annoyance in the middle.

every time opt for an outdoor run over an at-the-gym run, i am greeted by the hums and grars of everyones' lawnmowers, as they send me into an allergic fit of crying and whining and sniffling and sneezing.

i kind of just want to pout into a nap but i might never wake up and tonight is blue condition night someplace in dallas. they might suck. and i don't even have a camera so i don't know if i can even pretend to want to be enjoying this.

also, everyone is calling to tell me they love me and wish me well during the hurricane... should i really be concerned? i was under the impression that i was far enough inland that hurricanes ceased to be... have i been lied to? again?

it's whatever.

welcome to cooking with mengtar.

i'm paging through some ads while i defrost my chicken.

medieval times has adult tickets at kid prices until halloween. that was really exciting until google told me that kids tickets are still almost forty dolla.

i'm on a budget. i'd be better off buying a bigger dog and holding my own back yard joust.

i dreamt that a spider slit my throat, but i survived.

i woke up hella hung and spent most of my day staring at wall, but upon further examination, it's more likely that i'm sick.

((heh... back yard joust))

go px!

i think my ear-sweat shorted out my ipod headphones.

how am i still single?

i'm going to see some band later, but kx is learning to play the flute.

is it later yet?

my twin is a celebrity!



((we're kind of a big deal))

i can't get the word "microbes" out of my head.

microbes.

microbes.



((microbes))

in an online survey for extra frequent flyer miles, i was asked if i owned a personal aircraft.

i said yes.

after football, i napped and drank beer and cx made enchiladas and bought me icecream.

just in case you were still worried about me being crabby...

now you can sleep.

waay bored. but i start my winning-prize 2-week gym membership on wednesday. so if i'm bored again at this hour later in the week, i could go work out?

all i want to do is watch the fucking football game without the fucking dog licking my pants and without my fucking roommates annoying the shit out of me. outbursts of unnecessary giggling and irrelevant statements and me slitting my wrists in the corner.

why did i stay home on game night? sunchips would make this waay better.

i've been waay crabby and probably pre-mensing lately.

every month, hx calls me out and asks if i'm about to start.

he's always within three days.

today was that day.

FUCK!

i'm not sure why i continue to make pseudo-plans with you more than 20 minutes in advance when i know they will fall through. anything between 40 minutes to three hours has a thirty per cent chance of working out and anything over 12 hours doesn't stand a chance.

and i still can't buy the intimidation factor when you have the balls to say or do some pretty shitty things.

in other recent news, i love hotdogs.

also, i'm pretty sure i am set on becoming a complete recluse. i'll just sit in my room with wellington also wearing nothing but a hat and slippers and blog about how i still hate people.

i think my attic creature left me too. how lonely.

ushistoryteacherx said:

have you seen gone with the wind?

mengtar said:

not since i was six.

ushistoryteacherx said:

you are defiant in your duties as an american citizen... and as a southerner.

mengtar said:

i'm a yankee.

ushistoryteacherx said:

and with that, we need take a break.

((during the same period))

ushistoryteacherx said:

we need another andrew jackson. i want my president to shoot somebody.

((amazing))

also, i'm beginning to develop a mild ((but growing)) dislike for my world literature teacher. ((it's a community college. they're not allowed to be called professors.)) worst. grammar. ever.

"i could give you an A" = "i might-can give you an A"

several times.

might-can.

seriously?

also, the outdoor cockroach infestation on oak and welch is finally gone. i'm glad they didn't build an empire or my fry street parking would have fallen to sub-prime. i bet they were socialists.

sometimes i think beer is the best suppressant of my longing to bash in your car windows. all of them.

yesterday's biggest mistake of the evening:

choosing the incorrect language on the atm and having to navigate my deposit options in what seems to be heiroglyphics.

((but i just completely paid off TWO credit cards... fuck. yes.))

i think my dead friend is visiting me in my sleep. i enjoy it, but i'm not sure if that makes me crazy, or if i should enjoy being crazy as well.




also, the district attorney is a bigger cuntfaceloser than eric novotney and refuses to fight for any more money than my deductible, when i clearly deserve more. after all, i'm not a car theif.




i was boycotting blogging because i was bitter that i broke my camera in a state fair defensive head-butting battle with mnhomeboyax. if i had kept my pig ears, i totally would have won.



courtesy of wally the beerman, i had apparently drank a few summits...




did you know that honeybees live from 25-35 days? but the honeybee queen will live for 7 YEARS?!? mnhomeboyax's dad's cousin-through-marriage-maybe said so. i'd want to live during her younger years. milfs rock.






we spun some wheels...



to win some prizes...



again... we may have been drinking...



i'm a server.



we like pens.



don't judge me.



and the republicans even came up early!



how supportive!



supportive enough to swing our votes!



reagan 08!



i regret it... i totally should have bought this...



i've wasted $30 on soo many other wastier things. soo many.



i was more than ready to leave minnesota.






even though it's a very... artistic... place?





i'll settle with content for now.