Wednesday, July 20, 2005
I have abandoned this blog after I got into the MySpace epidemic. Bu ' safe to say that I have abandoned MySpace also.
Now, I have a GreatestJournal.
I don't know how many of you that used to read this journal still do. But if any of you are interested in keeping up with my pathetic daily antics, drop a line and let me know you still care.
www.greatestjournal.com/users/american_sheep
Hope to hear from some of you.
Thanks very much for all your comments and tags throughout the year and a half.
You guys made me smile so many times with your sentiments.
Much love,
Colleen
Posted at 09:11 pm by crows_vein
Tuesday, January 11, 2005
More pictures of myself. Because I'm so conceited like that.
Don't I just make you cream your pants? And no that's not a real tâttoo. It's Sharpie ink. But that is exactly what I want, and where I want it. Heehee.
I don't like this all that much. But oh well, it's okay.
Posted at 05:59 pm by crows_vein
Sunday, January 09, 2005
"Where the fcuk are my pants?"
Posted at 08:26 pm by crows_vein
This picture was taken in June. I'm uploading it now because I just bought a new battery for my camera yesterday. Whee.
I think this is the only picture of me that I like. Woo-hoo! More coming later.
Colleen
Posted at 12:13 pm by crows_vein
Friday, January 07, 2005
Steve, whenever I try to email you, something goes wrong.
It says your email address isnt valid.
Do you have any others? If you do, email me using that one.
Color_Me_Misanthropic@Vampirefreaks.com
Posted at 06:04 pm by crows_vein
Thursday, January 06, 2005
Mood: Self-destructive
Music: {The Hives - "B Is For Brutus"}
I'm ugly on the inside. Not just the inside, however. Mostly on the outside. But the inside uglyness is much more effective.
Ugh.
I haven't been feeling too good lately.
There's so much fcuking drama - too much fcuking inner conflict. Dęath is hovering over me, pressure with midterms... stress from existence. I can't fcuking stand it. I'm too weak. Too frail right now. I want to give in, to succumb to the escape.
Sharp objects are starting to look pretty promising. Lucky for me the infant within doesn't condone physical pain.
J'ai besoin de quelque chose pour soulager ma douleur.
Posted at 07:30 pm by crows_vein
Sunday, January 02, 2005
It seems to me that I've abandoned my blog. I haven't updated in maybe... 5 days?
Well, it is merely because of this: I created a MySpace. And now I spend all my time on there.
Click here.
I'll update here when I've got something interesting to say. My life isn't all that entertaining right now, and I don't like updating when I've got nothing going on. It's a waste of space.
Ta.
Colleen
Posted at 01:27 pm by crows_vein
Wednesday, December 29, 2004
I deleted the list of 100 Things About Me. Took up too much room.
But I kept the comments.
The Management.
Posted at 04:13 pm by crows_vein
Tuesday, December 28, 2004
"You're not drunk until you have to grab the grass to keep from falling off the earth."
Anxious
(Only because I really... really need to tinkle)
Music
: {Society 1 - "Fornicate"}
I should become a Vegan. But you know... I won't. I just don't have that kind of willpower.
We've already discussed this.
My lack of such willpower is the thing holding me back from losing 30 pounds. It's the thing stopping me from giving up food. It's the thing that stops me from puking up every meal. It's the thing that stops me from cutting again. (Yes, I've cut before)
It's the thing that stops me from a lot of other things.
But mostly from things that aren't all that nice.
Becoming a Vegan would be one of the few good things that I should do.
I'm going to try. I mean... I have no problem with giving up meat or anything that once had a face. I just have a problem with my parents. They'll ask me why I'm not eating any meat (They monitor anything I eat inside this house)
and I'll tell them I want to be a vegetarian... and then when they hear this... they grow enraged and open up a Can of Derision on me.
I would love to show you guys the video that inspired me to become a vegetarian - or scared me out of eating meat. Click here. But before you do... pull up a waste basket or a bucket or a paper bag... something not too frail to hold the intensity of your mal-driven vomit.
Anywho... I'm going to try out this vegetarian thing and see how it goes.
I know, I know... you Vegan to the Core people are probably looking at me like "WTF? Vegetarianism isn't something you can try out for a test-run. It's not a used car."
I know it's not. But some people aren't destined to be vegetarians. Some people aren't meant to be meat-eaters. I don't know what I am. I've been raised on meat. I love(d)
steak. As a baby - and you could ask my dad this to see if its true, which it is
- I went to sleep with McDonald's Chicken Nuggets in my mouth. Scared the Ba-Jesus out of my Grandmother. She thought I was going to choke in my sleep. But no. I perfected the art of consuming meat products while semi-conscious.
However, McDonald's Chicken Nuggets don't really count as meat...
But I'm just going to try this out. I want to see how she rides.
So here's my plan.
No food that ever had a face. No eggs either.
Things that came from an animal... Hmmm. Milk... I'll have a little trouble giving up because I love cereal. And Soy Milk tastes like feet. (Yes, I devour a foot every now and then, thanks.)
And cheese... wow I can't give up cheese. Cream cheese! that means no more bagels! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
Wait... Does butter come from animals?
I know Mayonnaise is from eggs. So no more mayo.
Oh whatever. No planning. I'll wing it.
HAH! Wing. No pun intended. But I bet most of you will say that there was no pun at all. I guess the pun would merely be subjective.
Swell. Gotta vamoose. Ta.
Colleen
^ I made that one. Gonna take it? Ask or give me credit.
"Greedy little boys never get to be cradled in the arms of Jesus."
-Stuart Larkin, MAD Tv
Posted at 08:45 pm by crows_vein
Monday, December 27, 2004
I'm falling apart at the seams.
No Mood
Music: {Wendy Ip - "At the Seams"}
I don't feel nice.
I need to get the fcuk out of this house.
I need to go spend this money before American Society develops a Barter System.
I need someone else to shop with other than my mother.
Ugh... I'm going to go think. An idea for a script came to me two nights ago. But I don't want to jinx it by talking about it. I'm just going to say... it's not appropriate for my and Justin's independent film idea. Just for my own sick and twisted hobby.
LOOK! Barbie and Ken at play.
Posted at 06:25 pm by crows_vein
