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from robotheart :
gimme email, chicken
from robotheart :
oh man, sounds interesting to say the least.
from anticrew :
it's 4am and i need to tell you how crazy things are for me right now. god, what is your email address--i want to tell you my secrets! (ifightdirtyATyahooDOTca)
from anticrew :
i checked your diary LAST night. the fuck? you are psychic!
from aberrations :
Hi! I hope that 2009 is being good to you.
from anticrew :
im feeling this on so many levels. ive been divided myself by being both scared of my life and proud of myself; missing my old life, loving my new life...it never ends. im thinking of making a trip up to ottawa as part of my 'dont sit on your ass and let the world pass you by' thing that im on about.
from anticrew :
seriously, V...SERIOUSLY...it makes feel like such a mother hen.
from robotheart :
haha, you've fought russell tooth and nail...and now babies? i cant wait.
from anticrew :
better 6 months late than never! im glad to see you back around here...
from anticrew :
this weekend totally sucks for me, man. i'm moving out of my place--what with the lack of heat, plentiful mould and OTHER problems--and have a bunch of appt.s today and tomorrow cause i'm looking for a new hole to call my own. also, im in complete denial about your claims that there rages such a long and strong boner for the floyd in montreal.
from anticrew :
jesus, v. i'm sorry. there's never an appropriate occassion for someone to pass but christ--the same time?!? be strong. love, r.
from anticrew :
roger that.
from robotheart :
i think our birthdays are a week apart. im exactly 51 weeks older than you.
from anticrew :
i'm here now.
from anticrew :
where exactly are you now? 514? and when will you be at copacabana? i'll be in mtl on tuesday night lemme know when your next show is, dude
from anticrew :
move to montreal, bitch. do it. and find me a goddamn job while youre at it.
from anticrew :
dude, THIS saturday? i can't! you need to schedule your shows around MY schedule, man. goddamn it, girl, dont tell me this is the blow-out show to end all shows or i'll fucking cry, dude. CRY!
from aberrations :
Don't worry a second about your "mouth". I'm an erotic gay fiction writer. I've heard it all. The diary you visit is my "other" side. :)
from anticrew :
this is the best fucking thing ive read all motherfucking day...the bitch lurks...god fucking bless your asstastic heart, man.
from aberrations :
I am sorry to hear about your dad, and happy to hear about your job. Chel
from anticrew :
duh, v., you shoulda totally tongue-planted ad-rock there.
from anticrew :
write me for real before i cry. anything. a grocery list. i dont care. just so long as there's a "love, v----n" at the end of it.
from anticrew :
duder, i just sent you an email to your old sympatico and the hotmail accounts. they both bounced back. i got all this electronic love to give and nowhere to send it!
from anticrew :
i am too smug to internet date, too. but i think about it. cause when you're alone, what the eff else are you gonna think about. i have your email address. this hasn't been the best week to write anyone. but i did see a nick cave lookalike at a party last night--it was weeeeird.
from anticrew :
OH MY GOD! have i ever missed you. "I was a completely different human being with a completely different life"...oh, miss V...if only you knew.
from robotheart :
miss you.
from facepunch :
pierrot is so fun to say, and as for the le fou i cant imagine us having a pet that isnt fucking insane. it'd work.
from anticrew :
hey you. i hope you're doing well.
from anticrew :
i disagree. i think you should, if anything, privatize your diary and write everything out. there are times when you feel so bad and so disconnected with everyone that the idea of spilling your guts seems pointless. they wont get it. they wont know what to say. what's the point. but if you never get it out of your brain, it wont go away. privatize it and let 'er rip.
from ibleedkhaki :
I think your diary is ace!
from anticrew :
babe, i got your email but havent had a chance to sit down and write you the proper magic you deserve. i wish i could say my life has been so awesome that i cant keep track of days. in reality...eh, fuck it. my life is a hollywood script and when i see your face, my movie stutters and stops in the presence of your beauty. whoa. i think i'm coming on to you. so listen, i wanted you to know that youre on my priority list. will write you soon. oh and hey! i'm taking a french class and there is only one other girl in my class and she's 50 and from the 514! OOOoooOHOHoHOHOHHHH!!!!
from anticrew :
v., hang in there. just hang in there.
from anticrew :
v. this is terrible. i'm sorry. there is nothing comforting to write. it's just awful. i'm just so very sorry that you have to go through this.
from robotheart :
my girl. of course you cant piece it together. how quickly...im so sorry.
from anticrew :
what you said: "mostly, I'm jealous and angry at everyone for not being me right now." hits home for me. totally. ive been having this exact thought for awhile now. what you're going through is awful and talking about it doesnt make it better or help you sort things out. it's like this shitty thing that you just have to accept and deal with and it's totally unfair . i'm just so sorry that you have to go through this.
from anticrew :
listen here. i havent talked to my brother in over a year now. and we live in the same place. and not a big place either--a 2 bedroom condo. there are times when i get sick of not talking to him and just want to give in and shoot the shit and there are times when i want to forgive him and be able to go about our merry way BUT then he'll say something about me or do something to remind me how he's one way and i'm another and unless i have a lobotomy, i wont be able to just get along. i'm seriously trying to work on myself and try to accept him for who he is but i just cant. i dont know if it's cause of my age or what but im just not ready to talk to him yet. so yeah, sibling estrangement? i know it well.
from anticrew :
i come back and you go away? who are you? polkaroo?
from robotheart :
dude, ask him. he's probably just as freaked to talk as you are...
from anticrew :
oh lady. i don't even know what to write. i read this and the tiny hairs on my neck started to rise. our dads are supposed to be these towering uber humans who can do ANYthing. they're not supposed to get sick or get old or any of that stuff. they're supposed to be there no matter what. i'm sorry that you're going through this. and i'm sorry there are no easy words or solutions to make you instantly feel better. i hope that no matter what happens, you have love and support around you so that you never feel alone or sad. (as for my diary, i dunno. i erase it every few months or so cause i get all weirdy mcweird. i guess, i'm trying to exert some control over my internet life in a way that i can't in my real life.)
from golddustgrrl :
<3 thanks to both of ya. Nah, I never argue with my mom and wouldn't start now. miss anticrew where is your dairy???
from robotheart :
yo love. grief and fear are weird on a family. you're right about your mom...i think at this point, save the fighting over who it's suckier for and realize it's probably worse for your pops. i hope i wasnt preaching to the choir right now...my best hopes.
from anticrew :
i'm sorry about your dad. i have no idea what you're going through but it must be super scary.
from robotheart :
:) next tactic! total digit meltdown. except for the rock, of course...
from robotheart :
yah, that whole self sabotaging thing is pretty amazing when you realize you do it constantly...
from violetdollz :
hey I added you if that's alright?
from robotheart :
you're beyond me. i still want to figure you out.
from anticrew :
gravenor (the dude who writes a column in the mirror) said that whenever he would try and pick up a chick and she responded to him with a french accent it would produce the following results: "rhonda, i'm telling you. french accent on a chick? instant limp dick. all my buddies agree."
from anticrew :
ps. please feel better.
from anticrew :
dear golddustgirl, i watch tv, too. i think people who say that dont watch tv are lame hippies. i want to move way, too. i am also very sick and tired of my ugly city and all the lame-o-s who move here and give me lip about what it means to be cool. whatever. wanna run away to california together and speak canadian french to unassuming americans? les' do it!
from aberrations :
I want to say something. But, I . . . no, I do know what to say. Stay true to who you are and what you want. Michelle - Ohio
from uglykatey :
??!!?!whoa
from robotheart :
aw darlin. i hope everything turns out for you. i have been there (unwanted and wanted. one a piece) and if you wanna talk/scream/laugh/or pay me to fight someone...you know i'm game.
from laura-diane :
thank you for adding me to your list of favorites :)
from anticrew :
hi. i have a friend named russell and i used to date a boy named hugh and i like that liz phair album and i suspect you might be canadian, too, by the way you spell stuff. um. are you me?
from robotheart :
u ok?
from aberrations :
Birthday Salutations
from uglykatey :
happy birthday!
from robotheart :
on what day is this birthday. libragirl..i knew i liked you for some reason...and you know, this is the first year where i'm actually relieved when someone cant make it to the party...too many people = to much attention...i dont eat my dinner but manage to drink fifty glasses of wine and then end up getting pried off some guys face by my boyfriend and dragged out of the club with one boob exposed.
from robotheart :
i just want to adopt you as internet diary friend of the day and invite you over for wine and cigarettes.
from robotheart :
wtf. is everyone ok?
from robotheart :
my flag, i have fashioned into a lovely turban...hey, the middle eastern boudoir look is IN.
from robotheart :
guess it's just a whiteflag kinda day...the results are rather surprising.
from uglykatey :
here's the thing: the chicken caesar sandwich from burger king COULD be good, but they put severely undercooked plasticky bacon on top, and not enough lettuce. a tomatoe slice wouldn't have hurt either. veggies were lacking. however, the actual thingy of grilled chicken was good, and the bread/bun thing was excellent. not the perfect sandwich, but not a complete waste either.
from robotheart :
i always call myself the kissing bandita...well back in the day when i had hoardes of admirers and i didnt really care if my boyfriend saw or not...ah the days....
from golddustgrrl :
Sigh. Silk flower on denim -- a gorgeous idea. I shall. I swear, every day I say to myself 'This must end', and think about packing up my apartment. But then, y'know. Princess Leia Pez gets in the way.
from robotheart :
pin a silk flower to your denim purse...instant romance...you still drive me crazy with your passive recount of darkened living. you're going to shake them off your shoulders soon.
from golddustgrrl :
I LOVE "ROCK ME" AND YOU CAN'T MAKE ME STOP.
from indie-snob :
Hello there! I juat added a review for a Liz Phair show I say tonight in addition to my review of her recent self-titled album, so I thought you may be interested. I have a bunch of other concert and album reviews here too. Check it out, thanks! (But must you use the clichéd lines from "Rock Me?" Liz was so much better when she wrote her own songs.)
from golddustgrrl :
I used the denim purse today! It didn't hurt a mite. I felt very mainstream. Denim, the fabric of champs.
from robotheart :
i have a denim purse. some cowboy deal that i bought from guess.com cuz it didnt change the price of shipping when i bought this other, quite beautiful dress...which was out of stock, and i only found out after i got the purse in the mail...i quite like it. it has orange cheetah lining and leather stuff...and well, i am sure a plain denim purse wouldn't do...but thanks all the same. :) hope things level off for you. i guess you must be entirely amazing to be in the midst of all of this longing.
from golddustgrrl :
The purse I'm not sure about is denim. Like I might see it on a very plain person and wonder what compelled them to choose and buy it, given the possibilities of the world. Like, say for example off the top of my head a Prada Hobo Croissant purse in pink and beige leather. Or maybe plain people have crime underling fake boyfriends buying them denim purses?
from robotheart :
i need a purse.
from robotheart :
what else is there to do, anyways? come party me out! thats what!
from robotheart :
and i truly wish there was someone like you 'round here...
from golddustgrrl :
I guess the answer is oui, but I can't write it worth a day-old baguette. I find it mostly useful for broadening the range of possibilities, smattering the expressions where they fit better. Or sometimes the french version is just dirtier. But, uh, I'm not a native french speaker. That being said, try me.
from anticrew :
you parles french? i parle french? wanna parlons together?
from golddustgrrl :
jaw-drop of the day: i have a visa gold.
from robotheart :
man, that really is what florida is like. oh but miami. i dont know where you came from, but it's nice to see that you sorta know where you are headed. i like how you describe the situations you find yourself in, like you are observing the fuck up, enjoying it, but you'll more than likely leave it behind. you're like one of those rich kids on dead tour, that act dirty and poor but bust out the visa gold at every truck stop, and when jerry died, went back to grad school on their parents dime. okay maybe you aren't JUST like that...just that it seems like you are a visitor in your own world. did i just try to say something nice and come off offensive? you make me want to say what's true.
from persimmon :
Hey, you're good at pithy and to-the-point. Are you in grad school? Because I'm taking informal mental inventory of people who are and their relationship with alcohol for when I get there, and if you are, well, you exhibit classic behavior from what I have so far. So cheers. :)
from pseudoclaire :
me likey. you are neat. i wish we could get drunk together.-melissa
from robotheart :
i'm diggin the polarity, baby.
from whiteytaurus :
yeh grohl would probably been in my top ten,of course not in the music category,lol. i like your diary, you big favorite of mine!

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