Dig up her bones.

you can take me out the hood but you can't take the hood out me cause i'm ghetto

2007-05-03T08:32:09Z

Add my myspace. If you evern remember me, or care.
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=66868751

dammit_dale @ 2006-04-13T10:52:00

2006-04-13T14:31:22Z

Oh, how I love drinking from brown paper bags outside Hull High at the beach at night and watching skeezy drug deals go on under the windmill.

hahaha

2006-03-30T17:19:25Z

Um, hi?

2006-03-27T19:31:25Z

I've mutated since the last time I posted a picture. It's probably for the best. Who even cares about this journal? Who was speculating about whether I had fallen by the wayside, or ended up dead in a gutter somewhere? What, nobody cared? Eh. I figured as much.

Well, yeah. Ok.

dammit_dale @ 2006-03-22T13:57:00

2006-03-22T18:54:35Z

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Your personality type is RCUEN

You are reserved, calm, unstructured, egocentric, and non-intellectual, and may prefer a city which matches those traits.

The largest representation of your personality type can be found in the these U.S. cities: Greenville/Spartanburg, Tampa/St. Petersburg, Los Angeles, San Antonio, Milwaukee, New York City, Miami/Ft. Lauderdale, Salem,MA; Baltimore, Raleigh,NC; and these international countries/regions Luxembourg, Bulgaria, Indonesia, Taiwan, Russia, Guam, Czech Republic, Belgium, Thailand, Austria, Portugal, Malaysia, Mexico, Romania, Italy, New Zealand

What Places In The World Match Your Personality?
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dammit_dale @ 2006-02-16T12:42:00

2006-02-16T17:42:38Z

dammit_dale @ 2005-11-15T08:57:00

2005-11-15T13:46:50Z

I forgot to mention how I almost got arrested last Thursday night.

dammit_dale @ 2005-11-08T13:24:00

2005-11-08T18:24:39Z

How is $11
going to be enough gas money
to get me from Braintree to Taunton to Salem and then to Weymouth?
I have no idea.
Do you?

Happy Halloween, bitches.

2005-10-31T16:05:40Z

Bonfires burning bright

Pumpkin faces in the night

I remember halloween

Dead cats hanging from poles

Little dead are out in groves

I remember halloween

Brown leafed vertigo

Where skeletal life is known

I remember halloween

This day anything goes

Burning bodies hanging from poles

I remember halloween

Halloween, halloween, halloween, halloween

Candy apples and razor blades

Little dead are soon in graves

I remember halloween

This day anything goes

Burning bodies hanging from poles

I remember

if you ever had an original thought id probably die of shock

2005-10-27T17:12:15Z

Fingerless gloves are cool. You can smoke cigarettes and your hands stay warm. Im sorry I ever thought they looked stupid.

Ok, two questions:

Do most bars have parking lots? If they do, doesnt that kind of encourage drinking and driving? And isnt that, you know... um, a bad idea?

Also... do most normal human beings (not that I have any idea what the habits of normal people are, but I digress) actually sit on the toilet seats in public bathrooms? Or am I the only one who doesnt? Do people sit on some of them, and have some sort of way of gauging like ok I can sit on the toilet seat in the Ritz Carlton's public bathroom, but not on the toilet seat in this seedy bar on Mass Ave? Or do they put TP on the seat before they sit on it? Even so Id think the gonorrhea and siphylis could still seep through the TP. But is that just paranoia? Doesnt that stuff die upon contact with the air? But seeing as how people pee on the seat and dont clean up after themselves and get their period all over the place and leave all sorts of uh, other residues behind, the thought of parking my butt after 50 million other butts grosses me out to the point of wanting to take a decontamination shower. PLEASE share your thoughts on this very important matter.

dammit_dale @ 2005-10-25T09:33:00

2005-10-25T13:28:37Z

Is it just me...
or is Aqua Teen Hunger Force NOT FUNNY AT ALL???????????????????
I would like to hear other peoples thoughts on this.

dammit_dale @ 2005-10-24T12:57:00

2005-10-24T16:55:00Z

My grammar has gone to the dogs. I cant spell anymore. I cant connect my thoughts to my fingers to make me type or write. The meanings of big words I used to use all the time have now escaped my head. I put the weirdest sounding sentences together. Even when I spell things corectly, they look wrong. I overuse commas. I use words like "overuse" and look at them for five minutes trying to decide whether they are even words at all. Brain damage. Drain Bamage. Im dying here.

dammit_dale @ 2005-10-05T13:26:00

2005-10-05T17:21:57Z

dammit_dale @ 2005-09-23T13:05:00

2005-09-23T17:01:44Z

You walk like a zombie
you talk like a zombie
its not in your head
you're a living dead
whatever you're gonna do
you're gonna make me cry

and you wanna hold hands
in the cemetery
and you wanna be lost
for all eternity
and everything is dark
and kind of scary
and you crave the full moon
but i don't care

and you want a mountaintop
with a little castle
and you wanna name our kids
morticia and fester
and all the flowers you bring
are always dead
and you howl at the moon
but i don't care

six feet under
you make me wonder
you wanna be undead
so you can be hunted
but whatever you're gonna do
i'm gonna follow you

Sometimes theres so much beauty in the world, I feel like my heart's going to cave in.

2005-09-13T19:03:23Z

Things happen everyday.
* Babies are born dead.
* People get shot.
* Cars crash on the highway.
Blood and guts. Gore and violence. Scrape the bodies off the pavement, move traffic along, life continues, all is nearly forgotten.
* People get diagnosed with cancer.
* Youre terminal.
* Its fatal.
Six months or perhaps a year... but arent we ALL terminal? Everyones life will eventually end in death; it is something you can always depend on as the one fact you can be sure of: the fact that you will someday die.

Im in a strange mood this afternoon.

Blonde Bombshell (ahahahaaaa)

2005-09-12T16:52:18Z

Technology comforts me with its warm radioactive glow...

2005-09-07T03:52:47Z

I am in love with my new cell phone. It is perfect. Very rarely in my life do I come across such perfection, not even in my reflection staring back at me in the mirror. It is small, lightweight, compact, and sleek. I can take pictures on it. It tells me what time it is in Auckland. I can go on AIM. I have amusing ringtones, and if those do not satisfy me, I can download more. I can use pictures of myself for my wallpaper. It even does some things I havent figured out how to access yet. And oh yeah, I almost forgot... I can even call people. Fancy that.

I always used to be so anti-technology, pledging that I would never even get a cell phone at all, now I own this state of the art little device that glows a mesmerizing, pretty yet icy blue in the dark so I can call people and talk about the weather. And Im contemplating purchasing a laptop. Technology sucks us all in. You cant fight it. I can no longer resist, it has me in its radioactive grip, and I love it.

And so today was the first day of the fall semester at UMass. I feel ambivalent about my classes. I dont know.My "Leaders in History" classis not going to be anything like I had anticipated it would be. When the professor was asking us to name some leaders, people said the usual... George Washington (chopped down the cherry tree and never told a lie), FDR (had polio), Lincoln (whoop de doo he freed the slaves), Clinton (He did not have sexual relations with that woman), Reagan (had Alzheimers but other than that I cant think of anything bad), MLK, even Malcolm X (HELLO violent black power Muslim) but god forbid that somebody suggest, say, George Lincoln Rockwell, oh dear god no. Some dude in my class mentioned Bill O'Reilly though, and that made me smile. My "feminist thought" class seems kind of... odd. Half the class is actually males, not ladies with crew cuts, as I had imagined. We havent really gotten into anything yet though, and I still have my Shakespeare class and my other History class tomorrow, and then Psychology on Thursday. Im going to be spending all my time writing papers... what a drag.

I dont likewriting in the 1st person. Therefore, I write"you" when I mean to say "I"

2005-08-26T07:01:51Z

Just cluttering up your friends page with a retarded poem I wrote a little while ago...

Self Pity

restless, when your thoughts gets jumbled
confusion, when your mind wanders off
thinking of what is lost and of what is destroyed
superficial and shallow, self inflicted wounds
scar tissue, i miss you
compose yourself! (but you like it this way)
ask yourself what youre afraid to say
smile through your tears and revel in your fears
amd in the night when youre by yourself
cry salty tears of self pity
for what you know, for what you dont know,
forwhat is imagined, and what is real
the only way you know to feel completely alive
self pity
you are yourself amplified
reversed in a mirror and reflected to find
that your weak state of mind
makes you terrified.
you greet people with a look of disdain
you say you are incapable of feeling pain,
completely detached and erased from your brain
but your eyes are an open sky filled with rain
and you see the whole world as a loaded gun taking aim.
and your tears are the tears of a thousand other girls just like you
who blubber and whine for attention
victims of nothing but their own tears
of self pity

dammit_dale @ 2005-07-25T12:35:00

2005-07-25T16:33:15Z

I am a stupid, stupid, stupid idiot.

I am jealous and vindictive, always looking for a fight, starting fights, twisting peoples words, hurting people, assuming the worst, always with a suspicious mind.

I honestly dont deserve any happiness.

dammit_dale @ 2005-07-20T12:20:00

2005-07-20T16:20:00Z

I have been told on myspace profile ( myspace.com/shutupbeavis ) by people who I dont even know that I am "the scariest looking bitch that they have ever seen." Based largely on this one picture of me smoking:

I guess I agree...

But I dont like it.

The kinds of things you think about at 2 am

2005-06-30T06:37:46Z

Ive kind of just realized something that Ive really known for awhile now, Im just scared to admit it because I get afraid that as soon as I do, as soon as I accept the truth and feel happy, something will just happen and everything will be destroyed, just like that. I... hmm no, forget it. Ive never said it, I dont know if Im physically capable of saying it, but I can mean it anyway. I dont want to invest too much of myself in anything, and I know thats wrong. Actually I do want to, but stupid fear holds me back, always.

Im getting sick of livejournal, I was going to quit writing in here but I figured Id keep it up. Why not.

Sometimes I look at myself and wish I could see what other people see, perceive myself the way I really am. I dont know what people find in me. Im fucking fat; I have rolls of flab and celluite and a big huge gut, I have a huge nose, I am covered in freckles, I sweat like a pig, and now I have blue-black hair. Im fucking disgusting. Jesus Christ, I woudlnt touch me with a ten foot pole if I wasnt already living inside myself. I look at other people that I care about and I see so much beauty behind their eyes and in their smiles, and I wish I could see the same for myself, but I cant. ANd I hate to talk negatively about myself, its the thing I hate the most about myself. Everytime I get like this, I get so mad at myself. Because Im not shallow. Im not really this negative and self deprecating. This isnt really me.

This is what I think about when Im alone at 2:30 am. Save me. Save me from myself.

Investment Biker

2005-06-29T23:09:02Z

I dyed my hair "blue-black" the other day. The summer is the best time for looking all goth. Actually, it looks pretty goddamned ridiculous, but theres nothing I can do.

I went to buy the movie "Deuces Wild" (great film) at Newbury Comics and the guy working there went nuts and said "Oh my god you look exactly like the girl from this movie". "Uh, really" says I, thinking of Drea D'Mateo, who I obviously look NOTHING like. "Are you sure?" I ask him, pointing to the DVD's cover. And his reply is: "Oh no, not her, the hot one". This guy practically had a boner. Scared the heck out of me, and upon watching the movie (because the first time I saw it I really wasnt paying attention)... I look NOTHING like this girl, except maybe for the fact that we both have bangs. Yeah, all females with greaser tendencies look alike.

Ive been doing so well. Ive lost a grand total of seven pounds in roughly three weeks. My diet of salads, diet soda, and nicotine has served me well. I cant wait til Im bony and emaciated.

dammit_dale @ 2005-06-27T23:10:00

2005-06-28T06:11:56Z

Eh, add my Myspace.

myspace.com/shutupbeavis

Livejournal is dead.

I LOATHE AND DESPISE SUMMER DAYS : A RANT

2005-06-28T05:59:58Z

Im sweating. My face is shiny and oily. My eyelids are sweating. Its cooler outside than it is in my house.

So... yeah, summer is upon us. And I cant stand it. There is the one thing I actually like about the summer, and that is summer nights: that is, driving at night, walking around, the beach at night.

But there are a lot more things that I hate about summer.

I hate people with tans. I dont have a tan. I dont want a tan. I dont want to get sun poisiong again.
I hate the fact that if I go out in the sunshine for a minute, I will start to burn/freckle.
I hate getting all sweaty and gross.

I hate seeing disgustingly fat people in their summer attire: muumuus, shorts, etc. Do I want to see your jiggly thigh cellulite hanging out of your shorts? Do I want to be subjected to seeing your camel toe action? Do you think people want to see your flabby upper arms that look like hams? Do you think you actually look good in that tank top that is ten sizes to small and accentuates every roll of fat and lump of flesh? I dont think I look good in my summer clothes... which, basically are the same as my winter autumn and spring clothes, only without a sweatshirt or a jacket. Id rather sweat my nonexistant bollocks off than look like a fat slut.

I hate the stupid sluts who walk around in their stupid slutty summer apparel. And its not because Im insecure about my weight or because Im jealous of their stupid "pretty" thin blonde bodies, I just, you know, for some reason think that people should wear clothing. Nobody but a two bit tramp dresses like that. If I was a guy and my girlfrend dressed like that Id definitely beat her. If I dressed like that I wouldnt really be surprised if I was raped by a big black dude named Tyrone.

Someday Im just going to dress like a total fucking slut and see what happens. Heh.

I hate old men who wear shorts. I hate their spindly white legs with their tube socks.

I hate sandals. I especially hate people who wear sandals with socks. I hate feet. I hate my feet. I hate your feet. Feet are gross. Keep them out of sight. Most people's feet are fucking grotesque; I dont want to subject anyone to seeing mine.

I hate tan lines. I hate the smell of sunblock. I hate the sun in my eyes.

I hate the fact that neither my car nor my house has air conditioning. I dont like sweating. Its gross, girls arent supposed to sweat.

So I hate a lot of things in respect to summer. But dont get me wrong, I LOVE summer nights. More than any other time of year. That kind of why Id just like to sort of sleep through the days or something, but I really cant. Eh.

In other news, I am SO glad I dyed my hair black.

dammit_dale @ 2005-06-14T15:31:00

2005-06-14T19:31:14Z

Yesterday I went to Nantasket Beach with my brother the happy go lucky redneck auto mechanic and we made fun of this very fat man whose swimming trunks almost fell off. Life is great. Me, clinically depressed? Bah. I spit on your diagnosis, doc.