Reasons Why I Should Change my Name to Grandma Moses:

• I knit obsessively
• I'm really stubborn, so I never wear my contacts and yell because everything is blurry
• I complain all the time
• Whenever a friend comes to me with a boy problem, I yell at them and say " WHY ARE YOU SCHMUCKING AROUND WITH THAT STEPHEN BOY, YOU SHOULD BE CONCENTRATING ON SCHOOL! OY VEY, YOU'RE ONLY 17 AND YA GOT BOY PROBLEMS! WHEN I WAS YOUR AGE I WAS ALREADY MARRIED WITH 3 CHILDREN, BE THANKFUL YOU LIVE EASY LIFE AND HAVE HEALTHY UTERUS, UNLIKE GRANDMOTHER."
• I prefer to have my food served to me lukewarm and mushy, preferably no flavor.
• I will yell and blame things like paper cuts on the people nearest me, then state their inadequacies.

I'm probably going to hell because

I'm the only person in the entire universe who did not enjoy Catcher In the Rye. No, I'm not joking, I really disliked it. It was like being stuck in the largest traffic jam in the history of mankind with the most talkative cab driver ever in the history of mankind. But this cab driver doesn't shut the fuck up about his stupid flannel hat. It's not literary genius, it's a fuckin conversation written down on paper.

ARARARARARRRRRRRAAAGGH!!!!

So Today

a lady came into the gallery and asked if I was "all of the four artists". I then replied "yes, I have multiple personalities, two of them enjoy mixed media. you better leave before the other two splatter paint all over your face."

hey, my rule is: 3 stupid questions and I get to have my way with you.

I got madd skilzzz

Today I discovered that I can knit. I'm finishing up a scarf I started in sixth grade, and I'm already a knitting lord. Sensei. Master. King. Superstar. Whatever you want to call it, I'm still ah-may-zing.

I'm really afraid that

when I die my soul will just float and land on my rooftop and get stuck.

Today:

breakfast: 32 pieces of watermelon

lunch: 52 noodles and a spark plug


perfect.

America's Got Talent? Bitch, America's Got A Five-Second Attention Span

I was baby-sitting tonight, and the only channel that worked on the TV was NBC. I was then presented with the fine opportunity to watch Amerca's Got Talent.

What is wrong with our country?

One moment a guy was "playing music" with his teeth, the next an Eastern European Drag Queen was on stage hittin it up with the Hoffinator.




I was lost after the confetti.



but out of nowhere BAM !





the Blue man group shows up out of nowhere and does a cover of Teenage Wasteland.



and then they announce the winnner.


Wait, what????

Where are the other contestants? Did they just not have enough all-American talent? Were they killed off the show?


Well, I don't care, I'm going to go eat some soybeans and maple syrup.


The End.

This is a Special Presentation:

I was watching the Knife's "You Take My Breath Away", and I realized that they ripped of Daft Punk. That's forty lashings and a day in the pig pen, I suppose.

Belgian ROFLS

go well with Coke-a-Cola.


mmph.

Dear Loose Leaf,

Today my mother trampled into my room this morning and proclaimed that I had overslept. I quickly rushed out of bed only to find my ankle french braided in my flannel sheets. Therefore I embrace the carpet.

Extra Peppers and No Pepperoni, Please

If I were to have a pizza party right now I would invite:

my first-grade teacher and

the mexican who works on my basement

we'd have a blast!

Online shopping carts are

g a y x x x c o r e.

Why I enjoy...

buying records intsead of showers: Hot water in this weather? You crazy.

Edamame: They're fuzzy, you boil them. Oh joy

green jello : It's neon color alone can settle any arguement against it.

New Job (?)

I decided to quit Greenberry's and pursue my passion of baby-sitting/ pancakes . I will:

1) Sit on babies

2) Cover them in maple syrup.

Googlism to the MAX!

This is me according to the Internet:

marmar is a pharmacist at tidyman’s pharmacy
marmar is recognized for many clinical innovations and academic achievements in the field of male infertility including
marmar is very widespread
marmar is entitled to his
marmar is offering to the 56 emergency responders who have enrolled in his study involves imaginal exposure
marmar is pohnapeian and is the chaplet of flowers frequently worn by those living on the islands
marmar is gespecialiseerd in alle benodigdheden op het gebied van zijde
marmar is specialised in all necessities in the field of silk
marmar is the place to be for drinks and dancing
marmar is geen betalende member
marmar is gespecialiseerd in benodigdheden op het gebied van zijde
marmar is my youngest sister
marmar is on the upper level of a cellmarmar is located in souria's e
marmar is a professor of psychiatry in the department of psychiatry at the university of california
marmar is first exporter of some petroleum products such as paraffin wax
marmar is the founder and program director of the police stress and health program
marmar is big
marmar is kinda right
marmar is currently online
marmar is ok with me
marmar is still sick

I HATE writing

titles. Stupid stupid stupid.

I think I'm going to

get a tatoo on my hands. I'm going to write 'tuff' on my right hand and 'shit' on my left. That way when I attend board meetings and corporate events, I can just tap my fingernails on the table and everyone around me will know what an angry and bitter feminist I am. Not to be messed with.

Ohh yeah.

Helloooo

Tis Marielle. I am addicted to writing about absolutley nothing, which I did on myspace for quite some time. then I realized that myspace is bullshit, so I deleted it. So I'm back in black. Or technicolor.

Okay bye