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[05 Jan 2010|05:04pm]
www.facebook.com/people/Shannon-Bailey/542187761

[Cross-posted] Hi, is anyone who remembers me on Facebook?  [/Cross-posted]
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[06 Oct 2004|08:39am]
I've been writing in solipschism. Some people have found me, some people I added because I knew them too well not to let on about it. It started out as almost a real journal, but it's starting to turn into a delicate hybrid of journal-attention magnet.

I can't promise it will be as interesting as listening, but if you want to add me, I'll notice, and add you back.
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[16 Apr 2002|05:16pm]
last november, i bought two tickets to the nick cave show tomorrow night at the wiltern theater in los angeles. they're not bad, row P i think. at the time, i was sure that i could find someone to go with. however, the week of the show has come around (it's tomorrow!) and the other ticket is without a claimer.
would anyone anywhere between san diego and los angeles want to go? i spent forty per ticket, but whatever you want to pay is fine. if you're not that familiar with him, for example, i wouldn't want you to pay forty. the money's already spent. i just don't want the ticket to go to waste.
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[02 Apr 2002|01:51am]
so i am moved now, across the street, no dramatic change of location. it was an ordeal, though, carrying everything but the heaviest furniture down the hill and up again.
it's the four of us -- eli, brandon, tony, and i -- living adjacent to the five -- dan, alex, victor, aaron, and marcus -- at casa. we had our first joint meal tonight, with tortillas and cheese from our place and beans and culinary skill from theirs.
it's either a dormitory or a commune, or both. it's nice.
brandon needs to show up and move in.
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[30 Mar 2002|02:46pm]
in case you're seeing this journal for the first time and wondering why so many people added me as a friend if all i do is talk about my band... i don't really write here anymore. i used to. now i just take advantage of it.
call me a sell-out.
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[30 Mar 2002|02:45pm]
Wednesday the 3rd...
CLARITY will be making a rare all-ages appearance.
The place is Caffiends.
The address is 637 Broadway.
The time is 8:30.

We're also playing on the 12th at Scolari's Office and the 20th at Dream Street.

(shameless plug. alex made me do it.)
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[21 Mar 2002|11:56am]
(the newish song)

buzzing like a satellite
alive against a dying night,
circling the atmosphere
a million miles away from here,
i watched you glow from farther than i should have been.

there are things we need to say, things that we keep masked,
but we never really know what to say when asked.

i paint myself in shades of grey;
the other colors fade away.
i remember seeing you
in every different kind of hue,
but i'm breaking through, slowly breaking through my skin.

there are things we need to say, things that we keep masked,
but we never really know what to say when asked.

life stands before us only to be known.
there is no learning in living alone.

there are things we need to say, things that we keep masked,
but we never really know what to say when asked.
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[19 Mar 2002|04:49pm]
after much reflection, i've decided to use my friends list to my potential advantage for the first and possibly only time, outside of promoting my band...

does anyone have Xenogears, the capacity to make a disc image, and a fast connection? i have the second disc, but i've been trying to find the first disc to copy for a year now; every time i've rented it, it's been scratched.

i will love you for, like, ever.
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[19 Mar 2002|01:26pm]
miette is purring on my lap. i am petting her under the neck and talking to her sweetly while listening to very savage black metal at a high volume. my hair is growing back unevenly, and looks kind of amusing. you'd laugh, at least.
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Sacrificing small children at The Playhouse on March 25th [13 Mar 2002|01:05pm]
we'll be playing a show on the 25rd23rd, incongrously enough, with a pair of death metal bands: Explicit and one whose name i can't remember. All death metal sounds alike, anyway. Let's call them Goatfuck. Listen for us playing our rarest of all tunes: "Sip Up On My Juice, Spawn of Satan."
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pictures from the show 03-06 [08 Mar 2002|12:49am]


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[28 Feb 2002|05:21pm]
i shaved my head, thereby giving myself a true zen haircut.*
*okay, maybe not that dramatic. there's still hair. just barely.

i don't feel much different, just maybe a little tougher. it didn't change my energy like cutting my hair short did. the only drawback is that i discovered a nasty spiral cowlick in the back.
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[25 Feb 2002|12:36pm]
i rarely get political, but this is something i feel strongly about. the following two statements are extremely discriminatory, especially taken together:

- "Marriage in the United States shall consist only of the union of a man and a woman."
- "Neither this Constitution or the constitution of any state, nor state or federal law, shall be construed to require that marital status or the legal incidents thereof be conferred upon unmarried couples or groups."

they are also part of a proposed amendment that will never pass because it's ridiculous. just in case, though, there is a petition that you might have already seen.
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Fan Dancer 2 [25 Feb 2002|12:26am]

Fullsize Image

original taken 10-31-2000
rediscovered, colorized, and cropped 2-24-2002
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[18 Feb 2002|06:40pm]




Millions of butterflies killed by freak storm
By Ronald Buchanan in Mexico City
(Filed: 13/02/2002)

HUNDREDS of millions of monarch butterflies have died in a freak snowstorm in the Mexican mountains, where they spend each winter after a journey of up to 3,000 miles, scientists reported yesterday.

American and Mexican researchers estimated that as many as 270 million frozen butterfly bodies littered the ground after the storm last month in their pine forest havens west of Mexico City.

"I've never seen anything like it," said Dr Lincoln Brower, an American biologist who has followed the migration for 25 years.

The annual flight of the monarchs from as far north of Canada is regarded as one of the great migrations of the natural world.

They descend on the forests in great orange clouds each November.

Because their arrival coincides with Mexico's Day of the Dead celebrations, many villagers believe that the butterflies represent the spirit of their ancestors.
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read on the trolley back from Mexico: [16 Feb 2002|04:54pm]
"Love means nothing to me if it's not fortified with fierce, painful longing, brief explosive instances of furious passion and intimacy and then a sad parting for a time. I think some couples spend too much time together. They flatten out the potential for experience by constant closeness. Passion builds over time like steam. Let it rage until it's exhausted and then leave it alone to let it build up again. Why can't love be insane and distorted? How can it be vital if it has the same threshold as day-to-day experience?

Why can't you write burning letters and let your nocturnal self smolder with desire for one who is not there? Why not let the days before you see her be excruciating and ferment in your mind so on the day you go to the airport to pick her up, you're nearly sick with anticipation? And then when desire shows the first sign of contentment, throw it back in its cage and let it slowly build itself back into a state of starved fury. Then when you are together, it all matters. So that when you look into her eyes, you lose your balance, so that when she touches you, it feels like you have never been touched before. When she says your name, you think it was she who named you. When she has gone, you bury your face in the pillow to smell her hair and you lie awake at night remembering your face in her neck, her breathing and the amazing smell of her skin. Your eyes go wet because you want her so bad and miss her so much. Now that is worth the miles and the time. That matches the inferno of life. Otherwise you posion each other with your presence day after day as you drag each other through the inevitable mundane aspects of your lives. That is the slow death that I see slapped on faces everywhere I go. It's part of the world's sadness that's more empty than cold, poorly lit rooms in cities of the American night."


-- Henry Rollins, from "Smile, You're Travelling."
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making an exception to my no-posts thing. [12 Feb 2002|03:14pm]
aimlessly fucking rocks. she sent me an iron maiden sticker!!!!
it is *so* going on my stage keyboard.
::dances around::
6... 6... 6... the number of the beast
that's all.
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[12 Feb 2002|12:05am]
i (the journal 'i') am going away. i might only be gone for a day or two; i might not even come back. in the meantime i'll be writing, sparsely, in a private journal, but only when i have to, and only when i have time to express myself well. i might open that private journal later.
i've been thinking for a week or more how this journal is dried out and worn down. i'm out of energy. i'm forcing things, and it's showing. when i read my entries from april, may, june... i feel things. i don't get that anymore.
i'm not moving to a mountaintop hermitage. i'm just not going to be writing here for a while. i'll still be reading/commenting, and there's always AIM and e-mail.
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[11 Feb 2002|05:00pm]
christina called!
i'm wondering, in retrospect, if i *should* have told her i confuse her voice with that of jason's grandmother.

i'm off to croak through voice class.
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[11 Feb 2002|01:04pm]
she knows when the rats are out; she sits there, behind the closed door, licking her lips with anticipation: yummy moving furry things!
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