Remember "Donkey Lips" from Salute your Shorts?
But apparently the kid who played Ronnie Pinsky (I don't remember the character) is now dating Winona Ryder.
Go figure.
Today I went to Gibraltar (cool thing #1)
and
at the top of the rock, a wild monkey sat on my head and ate an orange!!
I think he was pretty comfortable, too, because he was up there for awhile.
I have monkey drool in my hair!
Joey got detention the other day for using the school computer inappropriately. He pulled up a picture of Hillary and added fangs and a pentagram on her forehead. He saved it and the school found it and didn't buy his political satire defense. You do the crime, you do the time.
I love Berner Junior High School.

The man who was introduced to me as Jesus...

And the two biggest wastes of humanity ever.
The end. :)
Vete a la montaña;
Límpiate la boca;
Vive en las cabañas;
Toca con las manos
La tierra mojada;
Alimenta el cuerpo
Con raíz amarga;
Bebe de las rocas;
Duerme sobre escarcha;
Renueva tejidos
Con salitre y agua;
Habla con los pájaros
Y lévate al alba.
Y cuando las carnes
Te sean tornadas,
Y cuando hayas puesto
En ellas el alma
Que por las alcobas
Se quedó enredada,
Entonces, buen hombre,
Preténdeme blanca,
Preténdeme nívea,
Preténdeme casta.
I <3 Alfoninsa Storni.
It's been a strange week. My eye is all healed, so I'm a happier than I was last week. At least now I don't have to wear shades at night.
My psych research group is pretty interesting, and I'm getting at least one credit from it. Yayyyy. I get to call a subject tomorrow! Woo!
I've been basically living on main campus this week because my classes are so poorly spaced and my jacket isn't thick enough for real winter weather.
After a total fiasco with the framing company, I managed to get my drawing back to Geneseo on time.
It looks so pretty in the frame. Hee
I absoltely love two of my spanish classes.
I think Amanda's having a similar week - we vegged on the couch together all weekend watching Monty Python. It was good fun.
This weekend is Bri's birthday, so I'm going home with her. My goal is to get her smashed for her 21st birthday. Haa

As promised, here is my baby.
18 x 24", vine charcoal, compressed charcoal, white conte crayon, eraser, and the better part of a late night and a day
It's the entrance to Welles, my favorite building on campus. It has tons of secret relief paintings that you can only see once the ivy dies. The drawing had to be of light at night, and I froze doing the gesture sketch for this crap.
It's sexual and violent.
I had a bizarre accident that has led to the bizarre rash and painful swelling of my lip. It's not fun.
And my eyes have been bloodshot all week... So now I look like a stoner with oral herpes! Wee!
I know, not that much of a stretch, right?
Ooh... now it's big.

And this is here because I think it's the greatest picture I have ever taken because I can't take pictures for my life and I actually like this one.

This comes in a close second.

@ NASSAU COLISEUM
SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY
MARCH 11, 2007
7:30 PM
On sale this weekend!
I'm buying ASAP, so let me know if you're interested because this is going to be FUCKING AWESOME!!
This is the first night I've actually had time to just sit on my butt and enjoy being in my pajamas.
I feel like such a spoiled brat... My parents miss me so much that they let me do whatever I want when I'm here. I just hope my dad doesn't drive my little brother insane.
I've been neglecting this journal. Blehh.
Let's get some shoes.
I should update this more.
Amanda and I are putting together pirate costumes that we can wear to the DDSO Halloween party, so I'll write more later.
Suffolk hall is making hoodies, and I'm hoping they'll read "Suffolk yourself!" Wee!
So, I'll tell you something totally meaningless.
My fake burks give me blisters but I don't care because they cost me only three dollars on triple clearance.
Our first radio show is tonight. Eee.
Kyle Clark (Leicester, N.Y.) – New York’s public sex offender registry is set up to notify neighbors about the most dangerous sex criminals living nearby. But one of the country’s most infamous serial rapists is living in Livingston County, and he’s missing from the public registry.
Melvin Carter is one of the nation’s most notorious sex criminals. He has admitted to more than 100 rapes.
His neighbor, Charlene Knapp, had no idea he was living next door to her in Leicester, near Geneseo.
"Why isn't he on the registry and why weren't we informed that he had this kind of criminal background?" she said.
Carter’s story starts decades ago in California. Before San Francisco area residents knew his name, they knew his crimes. He was dubbed the "College Terrace Rapist" because of a series of rapes committed near Stanford University.
Carter stalked college women for days. Then, he’d creep up at night, cut the power and phone lines, and slink inside their residences. He’d slip on surgical gloves and attack his victims, first with a knife and then sexually.
When Carter was caught in 1980, he revealed he’d raped about 100 women. By then, most of the crimes were too old to prosecute. He was convicted of a few and went to prison for 12 years. California banished him to a remote work camp for his probation.
When it came time for Carter to be released in 1997, the entire state erupted in protest. No city would take him. So the FBI put Carter on a plane headed out of state. He effectively disappeared.
Carter’s lawyer had arranged for him to hide at the Abbey of the Genesee in Piffard, Livingston County. For years, Carter lived in seclusion with the monks, helping them bake the bread that bears their name.
Three years ago, Carter wanted a taste of freedom, so he moved into Knapp’s neighborhood.
Now, he’s looking to start dating. His online profile says his years at the monastery left him longing for those of the “female persuasion.” His stated interests include erotic stories and fantasies.
13WHAM News found Carter and asked him why a serial rapist is looking to swap sex stories. He claims he won’t let himself meet his online pen pals in person.
"I trust myself, yes,” he said. When asked if other people should trust him, he said, “That’s something that they have to decide for themselves."
"It doesn't mean he won't do it again. And we do live near a college town,” Knapp said.
Carter rides his bike to work in Geneseo every day. His path takes him right by the SUNY Geneseo campus.
"It's scary,” said Mike Meloy, the investigator who caught Carter back in 1980. "He's always been fascinated with the college environment and he had targeted his victims in that area. I would feel very uncomfortable with him being in that kind of environment."
So, I hope we can do something with this. Or at least throw flaming bags of shit at his house.



