found in my website’s search result keywords from last month:

“daryl palumbo topless”

who the hell searched that?

also: why did that result point to my website? i have nothing of the sort… o_o

i take it back, there was a reason for that last post…
i had a dream i was topless in front of him.

dear daryl palumbo,

i see you’re very good at screaming…  maybe we could collaborate and i could show you how good i can be at it, too.

hehehehhehehe!

love, stujess

#melt

as i’m reading the outsiders (yes, for the first time at age 28) – i keep picturing one of the characters as daryl palumbo – head auto/greaser style.

so here are a few things i found in a folder on my computer tonight… i had been messing around with this stuff in photoshop and they were either unused, unfinished or on my (private) myspace profile… (so i’m assuming most of you haven’t seen these things…)

unused i thought this was a cool idea, and that’s my favorite quote from the book.

(more…)

can someone please stick him underneath my tree this year? it’s all i really want

just for a little while, lol

#giggitygoo !!!

my poor rangers have been le sucking for a bit, my poor dubes has been out because of his broken hand…

glassjaw played at nassau coliseum (BARF! – home of the islanders)

a) long island kids are the worst &&& b) FUCK the islanders

i took this picture in the bathroom FILLED WITH ISLANDERS COLOURS – i expressed how uncomfortable i felt about it via my face, lol. (not such a flattering picture, i look so fat – haha)

oh yeah, glassjaw was good. but it was a very quick set… quite brilliant.<3

i was attending some sort of big music festival and i kept walking into people like a magnet if i came too close to them… i bumped into 3 different guys who were all being douches…  it wound up being one of those dreams where you’re fighting someone and can’t…  so i was still walking around at this festival and i walked up to some table/booth where daryl palumbo set up shop, and he was just sitting there staring straight ahead, not saying anything.   so i wound up being topless for some reason as i walked up to him and he was staring at my boobs and smiling…  i said something about my tattoo, because that’s what i thought he may have been looking at and not my boobs, and his eyes widened and i got creeped out and  i walked away.  i wound up getting into my last fight with a random douche and was trying to run away…

i made my way up to a train station that was supposed to be LIRR, and i hid and told the person selling tickets to call 911 for me on the person and to hide me, and they gave me up.  i remember being under a desk and watching him walk by, he was long haired hippie-ish and scary :(  he found me behind the station building and then my friend jimmy came up into my dream and he was gone.  i don’t know if he “fought” him or something? i dunno.

the train station looked really cool in the ticket selling area it was old school looking and there were dark green and olive green walls with red paint splatters on them…