In Keeping with the theme of
chap's latest entry, I just found this on Designer Social
( Coming Soon from LV: Emotion Monitoring Bags- A bag that feels what you feel. )
Why would I need a bag that tells me where i've been and how each place made me felt..
however....
WANT
( Coming Soon from LV: Emotion Monitoring Bags- A bag that feels what you feel. )
Why would I need a bag that tells me where i've been and how each place made me felt..
however....
WANT
- Mood:Conflicted
- Music:Lady Gaga - Fashion

that is all
ebony beauty
pass this shade
the looking glass relects
then a voice calls me back,
"this is just circumstance it is not
personal", oh no it never is.
then you ram your hand in your bag
for a little friendly substance
By the time you're 25
they will say, "you've gone and blown it".
By the time you're 35, I must confide,
you will have blown them all
Right on cue just act surprised
when they invite you to take
your curtain call
you climbed China's wall
your
curtain call
I have done what I've done
and it has the ultimate consequence
then a voice calls me back,
"this is not business, no,
its more like spiritual"
is that what it is
Then you ram your hand in your bag
for a little protection
By the time you're 25
they will say, "you've gona and blown it."
By the time you're 35, I must confide,
you will have blown them all
Right on cue just act surprised
when they invite you to take
your curtain call
you climbed China's wall
your curtain call
ebony beauty
pass this shade
the looking glass reflects
pass this shade
the looking glass relects
then a voice calls me back,
"this is just circumstance it is not
personal", oh no it never is.
then you ram your hand in your bag
for a little friendly substance
By the time you're 25
they will say, "you've gone and blown it".
By the time you're 35, I must confide,
you will have blown them all
Right on cue just act surprised
when they invite you to take
your curtain call
you climbed China's wall
your
curtain call
I have done what I've done
and it has the ultimate consequence
then a voice calls me back,
"this is not business, no,
its more like spiritual"
is that what it is
Then you ram your hand in your bag
for a little protection
By the time you're 25
they will say, "you've gona and blown it."
By the time you're 35, I must confide,
you will have blown them all
Right on cue just act surprised
when they invite you to take
your curtain call
you climbed China's wall
your curtain call
ebony beauty
pass this shade
the looking glass reflects
- Music:Tori Amos - Curtain Call
I have been locked in the puppet room "babysitting" since 7am
I restyled alllll the puppet high
currently high off hairspray and being paid $25 an hour to do it...
best crack house ever
I restyled alllll the puppet high
currently high off hairspray and being paid $25 an hour to do it...
best crack house ever
- Mood:
high - Music:Pfizer Pharm. Lectures
If I could give you the world on a silver platter
Would it even matter? You'd still be mad at me
If I could find in all this a dozen roses
Which I would give to you, you'd still be miserable
In reality I'm gon' be who I be and I don't feel no faults
For all the lies that you bought
You can try as you may, break me down when I say
That it ain't up to you, gonna do what you do
Hate on me, hater, now or later
'Cause I'm gonna do me, you'll be mad, baby
Go 'head and hate on me, hater, I'm not afraid of
What I got I paid for, you can hate on me
Ooh, if I gave you peaches outta my own garden
And I made you a peach pie, would you slap me out?
Wonder if I gave you diamonds out of my own womb
Would you feel the love in that or ask why not the moon?
If I gave you sanity for the whole of humanity
Handed all the solutions for the pain and pollution
No matter where I live, despite the things I give
You'll always be this way, so go 'head and
Hate on me, hater, now or later
'Cause I'm gonna do me, you'll be mad, baby
Go 'head and hate on me, hater, I'm not afraid of
What I got I paid for, you can hate on me
Hate on me, hater, now or later
'Cause I'm gonna do me, you'll be mad, baby
Go 'head and hate on me, hater, I'm not afraid of
What I got I paid for, you can hate on me
You cannot hate on me 'cause my mind is free
Feel my destiny, so shall it be
You cannot hate on me 'cause my mind is free
Feel my destiny, so shall it be
Hate on me, hater, now or later
'Cause I'm gonna do me, you'll be mad, baby
Go 'head and hate on me, hater, I'm not afraid of
What I got I paid for, you can hate on me
Would it even matter? You'd still be mad at me
If I could find in all this a dozen roses
Which I would give to you, you'd still be miserable
In reality I'm gon' be who I be and I don't feel no faults
For all the lies that you bought
You can try as you may, break me down when I say
That it ain't up to you, gonna do what you do
Hate on me, hater, now or later
'Cause I'm gonna do me, you'll be mad, baby
Go 'head and hate on me, hater, I'm not afraid of
What I got I paid for, you can hate on me
Ooh, if I gave you peaches outta my own garden
And I made you a peach pie, would you slap me out?
Wonder if I gave you diamonds out of my own womb
Would you feel the love in that or ask why not the moon?
If I gave you sanity for the whole of humanity
Handed all the solutions for the pain and pollution
No matter where I live, despite the things I give
You'll always be this way, so go 'head and
Hate on me, hater, now or later
'Cause I'm gonna do me, you'll be mad, baby
Go 'head and hate on me, hater, I'm not afraid of
What I got I paid for, you can hate on me
Hate on me, hater, now or later
'Cause I'm gonna do me, you'll be mad, baby
Go 'head and hate on me, hater, I'm not afraid of
What I got I paid for, you can hate on me
You cannot hate on me 'cause my mind is free
Feel my destiny, so shall it be
You cannot hate on me 'cause my mind is free
Feel my destiny, so shall it be
Hate on me, hater, now or later
'Cause I'm gonna do me, you'll be mad, baby
Go 'head and hate on me, hater, I'm not afraid of
What I got I paid for, you can hate on me
- Music:Jill Scott - Hate On Me
You threw your hands up and walked away
When times got hard you always walked away
Well sorry baby but I'm leavin'
It was just too hard for you to talk to me
Now's my turn I'm gonna do the same
I'm gonna do the same
I'm gonna walk away
When times got hard you always walked away
Well sorry baby but I'm leavin'
It was just too hard for you to talk to me
Now's my turn I'm gonna do the same
I'm gonna do the same
I'm gonna walk away
- Music:P!nk - Walk Away
Still Not Impressed
So I booked a broadway show.
I'm doing day work (shopping, laundry, ironing, leather work and repairs) for Repairs for Rock Of Ages
I'm doing day work (shopping, laundry, ironing, leather work and repairs) for Repairs for Rock Of Ages
- Mood:
artistic - Music:Kylie Minogue - Wow
I am posting this article for the world to read, it's from a Blog and it is remembering Matthew Shepard. Please repost and tag new people. this is beautiful and heart breaking and eye opening it was written by Jeremy Elder of Shapeandcolour blog
if i am tagging you, it's because you'll relate to it, appreciated it, or you're one of the many straight allies some of us have. The ones who fight the monsters that this article discusses.
R.I.P Matthew.
merman: dedicated to matthew shepard.
7 10 2009
11 years ago tonight, a beautiful young wisp of a man lay comatose and bleeding to death in a hospital in Wyoming. 10 years and 364 days ago, I realized for the first time that there were people in the world whose hearts were so black they would kill me simply for being gay.
This was not one of the usual demons I’d read about: parents who’d renounce you or kids whimpering “faggot” in the hallway. This was a real monster. There were people in the world who would beat you until your bones broke so you could not run and your face bled so badly you wouldn’t be recognized. They’d strip your humanity away until you didn’t look human anymore. And they’d tie you to a fence with your own shoelaces and leave you there to die.
When I think of Matthew Shepard I hurt. There is very little separating me from him other than the random elemental geography of where I happened to be born. We were born close to the same time. We lived in small towns in long, wide, open places where the sun set for days. And we were both gay. There but for the grace of God go I…
His legacy to us is both a freedom and a burden. His murder unlocked a societal door and in the last 11 years, for all of our turning, we have not opened it. We do not always carry this weight well. We get lazy, we let shit slide. And each time we don’t stand up for ourselves, we let Matthew bleed a little longer. We let Lawrence King’s wound rip deeper. We let Sean Kennedy fall to the pavement and break a little harder.
Laramie02
We owe the dead an absolution. It’s no longer enough to just not forget them. We need to fight for the rights that their deaths have paved for us. If we are more free now, it’s because we walk on their backs. If we are less free, it’s because our apathy and stasis will dig our own graves.
Remember, there are people in the world who’d be only too happy to help us slide into them.
I promised myself that if I ever developed any kind of voice, I would use it to encourage and gather the kinds of decent, humane, forward-thinking people that have always been the ones to find their own personal strength before they can fight for a societal one. Caustic, divisive, violent people have no inner-voice; they are hollow and so their emptiness leads them easily, thoughtlessly, and rapidly to attack and decay. Their hatred is so fast.
The kind, the good-hearted, the caretakers of humanity – our first reaction is shock. Dismay. Disbelief. Though we are filled with love we wait too long. We are gilded with the will to create, not to destroy, and we look inward first. We are slow to respond because our deeds are imbued with thought. We move forward with grace and vision. But while we take our time some of us are killed, more of us are beaten, and all of us are denied the rights we deserve.
So we must move faster. And as we do we will gather and we will take a step forward, along the path that all decent people have tread before us, towards making things solidly, purposefully, permanently better.
It’s no longer acceptable to let a muttered “faggot” slip by. It’s no longer acceptable to leave our boyfriends and girlfriends at home while we sit at the Thanksgiving table with our families. It’s no longer acceptable to pass for straight when it’s convenient for us. For if we do so then we will sit and wilt and erode while our rights are slowly, secretly denied by our own governments and our love becomes locked inside our homes and is never allowed to shine.
If you’re anywhere near Washington this weekend you need to go there to scream, shout, and march with all the vigour and passion you feel when someone hates you for nothing more than the person the universe crafted you into. Turn their hatred into your rallying cry.
We are whole. We are right. We deserve to love openly. We belong here. We’ve done nothing wrong except, perhaps, to let our innate goodness lead us to not be vehement in our own defense.
So now, for Matthew and all of those gay men and women who cannot, we must fight.
Please visit The Matthew Shepard Foundation. Please read “Losing Matt Shepard” by Beth Loffreda.
In honour of Matthew, I want to end with a moment of beauty. In October 1998 my favourite musician, Tori Amos, was touring and started playing a B-side called “Merman.” Though the song wasn’t written about Matthew, she began to dedicate it to him during her live shows. She told Attitude Magazine in 1999 that “A lot of guys were asking me to sing it for him and it just kinda took a life on of its own.”
It’s not hard to see why:
"let it out
who could ever say you’re not simply wonderful
who could ever harm you
sleep now"
if i am tagging you, it's because you'll relate to it, appreciated it, or you're one of the many straight allies some of us have. The ones who fight the monsters that this article discusses.
R.I.P Matthew.
merman: dedicated to matthew shepard.
7 10 2009
11 years ago tonight, a beautiful young wisp of a man lay comatose and bleeding to death in a hospital in Wyoming. 10 years and 364 days ago, I realized for the first time that there were people in the world whose hearts were so black they would kill me simply for being gay.
This was not one of the usual demons I’d read about: parents who’d renounce you or kids whimpering “faggot” in the hallway. This was a real monster. There were people in the world who would beat you until your bones broke so you could not run and your face bled so badly you wouldn’t be recognized. They’d strip your humanity away until you didn’t look human anymore. And they’d tie you to a fence with your own shoelaces and leave you there to die.
When I think of Matthew Shepard I hurt. There is very little separating me from him other than the random elemental geography of where I happened to be born. We were born close to the same time. We lived in small towns in long, wide, open places where the sun set for days. And we were both gay. There but for the grace of God go I…
His legacy to us is both a freedom and a burden. His murder unlocked a societal door and in the last 11 years, for all of our turning, we have not opened it. We do not always carry this weight well. We get lazy, we let shit slide. And each time we don’t stand up for ourselves, we let Matthew bleed a little longer. We let Lawrence King’s wound rip deeper. We let Sean Kennedy fall to the pavement and break a little harder.
Laramie02
We owe the dead an absolution. It’s no longer enough to just not forget them. We need to fight for the rights that their deaths have paved for us. If we are more free now, it’s because we walk on their backs. If we are less free, it’s because our apathy and stasis will dig our own graves.
Remember, there are people in the world who’d be only too happy to help us slide into them.
I promised myself that if I ever developed any kind of voice, I would use it to encourage and gather the kinds of decent, humane, forward-thinking people that have always been the ones to find their own personal strength before they can fight for a societal one. Caustic, divisive, violent people have no inner-voice; they are hollow and so their emptiness leads them easily, thoughtlessly, and rapidly to attack and decay. Their hatred is so fast.
The kind, the good-hearted, the caretakers of humanity – our first reaction is shock. Dismay. Disbelief. Though we are filled with love we wait too long. We are gilded with the will to create, not to destroy, and we look inward first. We are slow to respond because our deeds are imbued with thought. We move forward with grace and vision. But while we take our time some of us are killed, more of us are beaten, and all of us are denied the rights we deserve.
So we must move faster. And as we do we will gather and we will take a step forward, along the path that all decent people have tread before us, towards making things solidly, purposefully, permanently better.
It’s no longer acceptable to let a muttered “faggot” slip by. It’s no longer acceptable to leave our boyfriends and girlfriends at home while we sit at the Thanksgiving table with our families. It’s no longer acceptable to pass for straight when it’s convenient for us. For if we do so then we will sit and wilt and erode while our rights are slowly, secretly denied by our own governments and our love becomes locked inside our homes and is never allowed to shine.
If you’re anywhere near Washington this weekend you need to go there to scream, shout, and march with all the vigour and passion you feel when someone hates you for nothing more than the person the universe crafted you into. Turn their hatred into your rallying cry.
We are whole. We are right. We deserve to love openly. We belong here. We’ve done nothing wrong except, perhaps, to let our innate goodness lead us to not be vehement in our own defense.
So now, for Matthew and all of those gay men and women who cannot, we must fight.
Please visit The Matthew Shepard Foundation. Please read “Losing Matt Shepard” by Beth Loffreda.
In honour of Matthew, I want to end with a moment of beauty. In October 1998 my favourite musician, Tori Amos, was touring and started playing a B-side called “Merman.” Though the song wasn’t written about Matthew, she began to dedicate it to him during her live shows. She told Attitude Magazine in 1999 that “A lot of guys were asking me to sing it for him and it just kinda took a life on of its own.”
It’s not hard to see why:
"let it out
who could ever say you’re not simply wonderful
who could ever harm you
sleep now"
A Show I am doing next week
The Happy Embalmer at The Acorn Theater
Tuesday, Oct 6th, 2009 at 8:00 pm
Wednesday, Oct 7th, 2009 at 5:00 pm
Thursday, Oct 8th, 2009 at 9:00 pm
Friday, Oct 9th, 2009 at 1:00 pm
Saturday, Oct 10th, 2009 at 5:00 pm
Saturday, Oct 10th, 2009 at 9:00 pm
the script is really funny, i know nothing about the costumes or anything PEOPLE SHOULD COME
https://www.ovationtix.com/trs/pr/67894 5
tickets are there, they are saying it's going to sell out
The Happy Embalmer at The Acorn Theater
Tuesday, Oct 6th, 2009 at 8:00 pm
Wednesday, Oct 7th, 2009 at 5:00 pm
Thursday, Oct 8th, 2009 at 9:00 pm
Friday, Oct 9th, 2009 at 1:00 pm
Saturday, Oct 10th, 2009 at 5:00 pm
Saturday, Oct 10th, 2009 at 9:00 pm
the script is really funny, i know nothing about the costumes or anything PEOPLE SHOULD COME
https://www.ovationtix.com/trs/pr/67894
tickets are there, they are saying it's going to sell out
10 resumes at 10 broadway theatres....
here's hoping
here's hoping
- Music:Fiona Apple - Extraordinary Machine (Album Ready)
Looking for joesphine was fucking incredible. I'm sorry everyone missed it
I have the french DVD so i can show it you guys at least for the incredible dance numbers
I have the french DVD so i can show it you guys at least for the incredible dance numbers
- Mood:
tired - Music:Looking For Joesphine - Where Did You Get Those Eyes
I'm doing a cheap show in New Jersey. Come and See it, and Me
http://peakperfs.tix.com/Schedule.asp?O rganizationNumber=1631
It's about a group in Post Katrina New Orleans, Doing a Musical Revue based on Joesphine Baker. The Songs are classics, the dancers are incredible. And Lot of Cute Girls take their tops off, dance mostly nude, or wear skimpy showgirl costumes
this thurs-sunday
or
next thurs-sunday
COme See it, Let me know if you're comming!
http://peakperfs.tix.com/Schedule.asp?O
It's about a group in Post Katrina New Orleans, Doing a Musical Revue based on Joesphine Baker. The Songs are classics, the dancers are incredible. And Lot of Cute Girls take their tops off, dance mostly nude, or wear skimpy showgirl costumes
this thurs-sunday
or
next thurs-sunday
COme See it, Let me know if you're comming!
Living Dead In Dallas 4 out of 5
Pretty In Plaid 5 out of 5
Everything about me is Fake and I'm Perfect 3 out of 5
Dead to the World 4 out Of 5
Dead as A Doornail 5 out of 5
33 out of 50
Pretty In Plaid 5 out of 5
Everything about me is Fake and I'm Perfect 3 out of 5
Dead to the World 4 out Of 5
Dead as A Doornail 5 out of 5
33 out of 50
finding out you did better the kids that made fun of you in highschool, is a priceless feeling
- Mood:
amused - Music:Chelley - I Took The Night
No reviews not in the mood
MommyWood by Tori Spelling 3.5 out of 5
If you lie about you're age, the terrorists win by Carol Liefer 5 out of 5
Target Underwear and a Vera Wang Dress by Adena Halpern 4 out of 5
Dead Until Dark 5 out of 5
Club Dead 3 out of 5
that's 28 out of 50
MommyWood by Tori Spelling 3.5 out of 5
If you lie about you're age, the terrorists win by Carol Liefer 5 out of 5
Target Underwear and a Vera Wang Dress by Adena Halpern 4 out of 5
Dead Until Dark 5 out of 5
Club Dead 3 out of 5
that's 28 out of 50
- Mood:
depressed - Music:Britney Spears - Shattered Glass
*I'm mostly done being upset. I am usually angry now with that bullshit situation with her. she fuckin blew it, not me.
...that hurts...doesn't it you fucking cunt
rot in hell
...that hurts...doesn't it you fucking cunt
rot in hell
- Mood:
angry - Music:Kate Nash - Foundations
i am really really scared.
- Mood:
nervous
KYLIE IS DOING HER FIRST NORTH AMERICAN TOUR
Ticket on sale may 16th...october 11th Hammerstien Ballroom. Anyone wanna go with me
Ticket on sale may 16th...october 11th Hammerstien Ballroom. Anyone wanna go with me
- Mood:
excited - Music:Kylie Minogue - Excuse My French (Demo)
"You can take your precedents and head 'em out the door. Cause this ain't like anything that's come before. I love you baby, I just love me so more. So you see my vanity comes through for me. More often than you do for me. And in the end I'll chose the path of most resistance and you'll say it doesn't have to be this way try and pull me back in play you'll rue the day you ever learned of my existence. Oh yes you will"
- Mood:
angry