I AM NOT GOING TO TALK ABOUT THE WORLD TRADE CENTER OR THE PENTAGON!!!!!!!!!! I figure you all are getting enough of that from your families, friends, co-workers, and the television, radio, and so forth.

My mind was trapped in a mental tangent today about subtitles, I decided to try a few out for the site.

WWW.TANGGRRL.BLOGSPOT.COM:
ALTER EGO RUN WILD!

Tanggrrl: The Story of a B Movie Powerpuff Girl

Tanggrrl: Got milk?--this is a future ad campaign of mine, it will feature me when I was ten dressed up like Dr. Frankenfurter, and then me at the age of Twenty, dressed up like....Dr. Frankenfurter(it will have a subtitle of it's own, it will be "Some Things Never go out of Fashion")

Tanggrrl: The story of a poor college student with no good job aspects, a crummy philosophy major, a struggling garage band musician, greasy haired wench, with a freak for a boyfriend.......Okay, so this is starting to get a tid bit negative....

Lastly, inspired by my Hotmail Inbox, Tanggrrl: Hot, sweaty, unusually sweet, and ready in minutes.

A FOLLOW UP ON THE WHOLE ANONYMOUS FRIENDS E-MAIL:

I would like to say that the devoted following is filled with cheaters. They all caught me on yahoo or hotmail, or even AOL instant messenger, and told me what their votes are. Unanimously, they all chose the mean way to do it, send a link. I did, and I recently recieved the e-mail messege of "this is Nikki." Do I know a Nikki? Isn't Nikki a trashy trash trash name? Is this someone who robbed me of my heterosexual nature at a party while I drank myself nearly to death? Is this someone who I knew in the past who was close to me? Is this someone who I used to talk to on a daily basis? Is this someone who I had one of my shitty ex-boyfriends cheat on me with who gave me a flaky laugh and said sorry?-oh wait, that's Whisty and Balta*

Okay so who is Nikki? And what is "Nikki" doing in my hotmail in-box? Dear god, you freaks don't even have that addy(no offense). And here is the answer. She's someone who I used to go to school with, way back in the dark-ages I refer to as H.S. I don't remember what this person looks like, or even if they signed my yearbook....I guess I will have to do some investigating!!!

*all names are always changed, I mean really, do you really think I know a girl named "Leather?"


Love Tang

Last night was a MESS!!!!! You should never hit on anyone's ex-significant other, or something.

WAC is gaining steam, as I munch on dried pasta, and I am going to be the HEAD HOO-HA!!! The leader of them all, the strongest and most addicted carbohydrates addict. My plan for world dominance is going along without a hitch!!!!

So finally maintenece came by, and since they were here, I made them fix like ten other things here. I mean this poor guy was here for over an hour. Everything seems to be working well though. Nothing has broken today! I awoke to the sounds of birds chirping outside my window, er, I mean construction. More specifically, I awoke to the sound of those damn truck beep things, the ones that beep when they back up, well it seems to me three of those suckers were going off at once, and low and behold, another day off that I haven't managed to sleep.

I went to somethingawful.com. Dear word. I don't know where that man goes to find his material, but my GOD! His most current were pictures of fat women(future members of WAC) naked, and one of these charming toothless gals had the words "Where do you want to fuck me" etched on her belly! I thought I was going to die. Not to mention the fact that she had some exotic piercing hanging down, way down.

Uhhh. Enough of that.

ON A DIFFERENT NOTE: As a follow-up to my LAMBDA zine tantrum, I picked up another local zine for the LAMBDA community. Let me say this, it was about rodeos and the title of the column was "LUST IN THE DUST" nuff said.


Shew. I don't really have too much useless bable to spew today. I guess that will improve today, Rooks and I are going to go see the folks on his side. Rooks' father once announced he was "well hung." I am sure that should give me some material.

Love Tang