Bwarg, Oy, ugggh and all of those other things i say frequently.
The "appointment" left me cynical, annoyed, and with a band aid on my arm (they made me get blood tests as well. Freaks).
I've been saying Oy a lot.
Green Eggs is selling well, considering i was only at school for three periods today.
Work is funkalicious. I made a friend named ginger.
For the record:
Dance ooga booga baby
dance, sheba
dance town baby
discooo
put the record on the table
wakka wakka wakka wakka
roof's on fire, feet are happy
no tylenol for boogie fever
burn, baby burn baby
ahh ahh stayin alive
not for long
wiiippeee ouuuuut.
Talked to sage for about an hour and a half on the telegrammophone. IT HAD SOME FREAKIN MUSCLE!
AHAHAHAHA..
mice.
Enough inside jokes.

"It was like being raped on a cookie sheet."-me, on the "appointment".

Okay, after being constantly pummeled with information about it, i give you one last piece on my debut album Green Eggs & Satire-
It officially goes on sale TOMMOROW. There will be at most ten copies, if not less. The cost is 2$. A one dollar discount is availible to those who bring me a picture of Jack Sparrow >.> <.<. Only one picture per customer. No freebies allowed. With the exception of sage because i did not have to pay for his tape. His is also an ugly gray tape which is handwritten and funky on the back, while yours will most likely be purple, typed, and have a cute little star sticker on the front. Heh.
Enjoy dudes, and BUY BUY BUY (but not so fast as that I immediately run out).
Wharg.
In other news, i am in constant shit with my mother these days with problems that are entirely my fault. I don't feel like bringing everything back up right now, but i've been making an increasingly large amount of shitty, careless, and hurtful mistakes. And it sucks. We are growing apart. Mom misses walter very badly. At first i thought it was just because that he was her baby blah blah blah.
But now i realize that she lost her buddy-child. The one that hung with her. Walter and dad did not get along. The pairing system has been screwed up. Now me and dad gang up on mom without realizing it. And it really sucks for her.
I'm doing some things to myself that aren't respectful either. It hurts them to see me hurting, and if i intentionally inflict pain on myself, i'm hurting them all the more. Fucking vicious cycle.
I badly bruised my middle finger in gym. I really really want it to be sprained because its not on my writing hand and i could get out of school for a day. PLUS a middle finger cast is a dramatic hilarity that i would really like to have in my life. I've really wanted to break my left arm for a long time actually. It wouldn't render me helpless, but it would keep me out of the world for a couple o days. But middle finger casts are just cool.
Maybe i'll just ace bandage it for the hell of it.
I wont be at school tommorow morning.
Gynecologist :-O. Mom decided it was time. Crazy broad.

"You couldn't catch two balls in your whole life"-Me to Britney in gym today. We were playing "football" (ie tossing it back and forth).

The three albums of the moment:

Tower Of Power Anthology
Barry White: A tribute
Green Eggs & Satire ^_^

Dinner tonight went as follows:

Hannah: I didn't really understand what went on in math class today.

Mom: Well, a good thing to remember is that after the teacher finishes talking about a topic, you ask a question to relay it back to her if you weren't really listening to make sure you understood it. like "What you mean by that is ect, ect"

Dad: So what you mean by that is that Hannah should ask her teacher what she means after she finishes-

Mom: *to dad* fuck you.

I died laughing. Then i was resurected just like jesus. I was born in a barn too.


"Digital cameras are all that and a bucket of cheese."-Me. And they are. My dad solemnly agreed with me, without even commenting on the bucket of cheese comment. Which is what makes our relationship great.

Congratulations! You have purchased (or been given, or stolen) a copy of my first album GREEN EGGS AND SATIRE. Warning: This contains cussing, low-brow bawdy humor, and independent thoughts. The questionable content on the track “In Tha Mood/ Rope Burn” is Janet Jackson’s responsibility. The fact that I like the song is not my fault. I, Hannah Sutin, am not responsible for any loss/ gain of brain cells resulting from listening to this. Enjoy!

...that is the cassette tapes insert. Yes I changed the title. It seemed more fitting. Besides, having a title track makes the album proffessional, right?
A hand-washed tuuurkeeeeyyy...
j/k. My party invitations look kickass.
..now to xerox them...*scoots off to le bibliotheque..*

Wow look at that mysterious chicken go!

An interview with jack black out of teen people

Did you get into any fights in high school?

Well, i got into one fight when I was in Hebrew school. There was this kid who really wanted to fight me. I didn't want any part of it, but this kid started . I turned on my fighting powers and it was kind of like a jackie chan fight. I ended up forcing him to give me a piggyback ride.

HAH! Pride of my groundage..
My first album, Loonscape. Its a very shoddily done low-budget cassette tape (which will remain as a cassette tape..the charm will be lost if i burn it onto a CD). It features over 20 different "tracks" including poetry, an in-depth expository, singing, and jibberish.
My toot is coming over in a half an hour. This should be interesting.
Those parents of mine *shakes head*
I'm currently trying to write down the songlist of loonscape. I will not quit typing until i figure out the rest of the songs on this side..
Arrrgggg.....
come on you tapetard..
HA! Done

Side 1:
-Intro/ Afro Pick
-Band-Aid Face
-What a sexy tape player
-Green Eggs & Satire
-In Tha mood/ Rope burn
-Some Angsty Poetry
-Just Another Story..about butter...
-Outro/Tongue twisters

Side 2:
-Intro/ the otherside/ rubbertree
-Thong Wedgie
-Dream/ Fat Mom
-Little Bear's mom is abusive
-Elanor Rigby
-An in-depth expository
-Ginger & Baby
-Louis Jordan is funkalicious
-No Intro needed
-End/ Baby in the bizness

Well..actually its 18 tracks, but they are on multiple subjects sometimes.
Oh man i'm going to enjoy marketing this *rubs hands together in anticipation*


"Okay and eggs just shouldn't be green..thats like a chicken with frickin genital herpes.."-From Green Eggs & Satire. Hoooooo!

My darling little cheeseblog..
I don't think me and aderol get along very well..It's been affecting me like how cocaine affects people...lows and highs, spurts of productivity..I hate meefing stimulants..
These karaoke tapes are the funky shit. Its funny hearing the sound of my own voice. Not sure how many copies i can make, but they are freaking ingeneous..
Funny too. Very interesting recording of me trying to attempt 'Ride wit me' heh..
oy..i just discovered a copy of Don Juan in my house, starring none other than Johnny dep as the title role! HOLY SHIT! I'm planning on watchin it later.
Should be hot.

"I <3 "quotation marks" "-me to nate on AIM..