Wednesday, November 26, 2008

home again

Back from Texas. It was not as bad as I thought it would be, not filled with sunburnt overweight farmers in bad camouflage. I mean there were some, but they were very polite. I found out I have some pretty neat family there. Mallory and I aren't one of those "hey internet get to know my family, here's pictures of my grandma, check out this video of my cat meowing, today I went and picked up my kids from school, tomorrow I'll do the same, etc." 

BUT TRY AND WRAP YOUR HEAD AROUND THIS. 

The mom of the family that we stayed with is both my cousin and my aunt, because my mom's oldest sister is married to my dad's uncle. She's the daughter of this crazy union. Sounds pretty scandalous, but it's totally legit. 

Anyways back to the daily grind. Slow-roasted for premium flavor.

Monday, November 17, 2008

catch ya'll later

Tomorrow morning I leave for Texas to check out a university that titles every e-mail and letter with an overly enthusiastic "Howdy!" 

I'm flying there with my dear mum and I will be back Sunday night. I look forward to 70 degree weather and not very much else. Perhaps I will meet a cowboy. If so, I will take pictures. For his sake, I hope he's not a smoker...I'd be forced to show him a copy of my "Teen Statistic" poem.

 Hopefully Mallory will remember to feed the beluga. HAH stole her joke way back when! I'm the worst.

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Just Another Teen Poet (oh god)

This was written for my ex boyfriend who liked to smoke. I spent too much time on him at the expense of others. I don't really know how Mallory put up with me during THE LONGEST YEAR AND A HALF OF MY LIFE. My  rather pathetic excuse is that he was my first boyfriend.

On the background of this poem I sketched a very large and very angry white skull on a black background. It was probably expressing my hidden secret desire for him to be abducted by pirates so I wouldn't have to deal with his whining any longer.

Enjoy the unnecessary commas, parenthesis, and words that I bolded to make an impact. 

Just Another Teen Statistic

My love, you cannot see how you hurt yourself.
Your friends,
All those that love you.
I stand helplessly by,
As you sink lower,
In your own black tar-filled pit
(dug by your own hands.)
Your world narrows and narrows,
'Til you can't even see
The tears rolling down my cheeks,
As I silently mourn the birth
Of just another Teen Statistic.

-DP

Friday, November 14, 2008

the most productive day ever

Today
we made a movie
and several other videos
we made a song
Danielle turned seventeen

It's about time she catch up with the rest of us. I will up the song and movie later but since I'm preoccupied right now with the gang I will rush the necessary birthday post.
SO HAPPY BIRTHDAY DANIELLE LISBETH PELAEZ.
I can't write anything sweet because you just insulted me but let's chill where the magic happens!

Love
Mallory & Company

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Teen Angst

In my freshman year of high school, my language arts class had to create a poetry portfolio based of off William Blake's "Songs of Innocence and Experience." I remember penning these poems, anxiously waiting to receive praise for my creative genius that was hidden all along. I remember reading them over, all puffed up with pride over my poetic gems. I remember thinking, "Well if the whole international relations thing doesn't work out, at least I can be a poet and make millions because I am just that damn good." 

I was suffering from Teen Angst, a common disorder that afflicts most teens and thankfully recedes after those teens learn to "suck it up and grow a pair." Some don't. Rereading these poems, I am a little bit proud of the extreme level of deception that I managed to plunge myself into concerning my creative genius. However I am a lot more ashamed of mis estrofas terribles. I fully recognize the x-treme bullshit that I poured my heart and soul into.

Here is one for your mocking pleasure.

This Could Be Heaven or This Could Be Hell (recently dedicated to well-dressed boy in mine and Mallory's gym class. Mallory and I's gym class? Mallory and mine's gym class? wtf)

Our eyes lock
In the midst of our friends,
A half-smile already on my face,
A perfect mirror image of yours.

Suns rise, moons set;
Flowers bud, bloom, wilt, die.

Simultaneously we look away
As a thought flutters, unbidden,
Into my stunned, shaken heart,
And I can do nothing as it settles there,
Firmly making its home there.

But just as quickly,
Another thought creeps into my mind.
"This could be heaven or this could be hell."

-DP, 2004

More to come, oh so much more to come.

Sunday, November 9, 2008

This week on 90210...

rooftop parties sound fabulous...until someone falls off the edge!!!!!


**recommendation: turn down volume because the noise of the toys is really annoying.

STUPID VIDEO BROUGHT TO YOU BY: Mallory and the wind-up toys Danielle gave her.

Saturday, November 8, 2008

S.H.I.T. #8

Since Halloween is barely over, there are piles and piles of candy everywhere. I've been accustomed to pick up a piece, unwrap it, and pop it in my mouth whenever the urge strikes me because many people don't mind just giving their candy away. However, I'm forgetting that grocery stores don't really follow that train of thought.

S.H.I.T. #8: Unwrapping and eating candy while waiting in line at the grocery store.

Friday, November 7, 2008

my milk spill brings all the boys to the blog

updates

I love Barack Obama. I like America a little bit more.

I am wearing Jen's sweatpants because they are soft and warm. Not because I like to steal her stuff and be just like her. So don't yell at me, sister!

I wish Peter had a higher IQ



I spilled milk on the table and it's the cutest mistake ever. You know, unplanned but not unwanted:


Have a solid weekend. As opposed to a liquid one.

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Trick or Treat!

Last night for Halloween Mallory and I went to our third Of Montreal concert. This show included: 


1. NINJAS AND PIGS


2. SUPERMAN


3. SILVER JOHN MCCAINS WITH MURDER IN THEIR MAVERICKY HEARTS


4. NEAR-NUDITY


5. SHAVING CREAM BURIALS


6. AND SUPER FRIENDLY BAND MEMBER JAMIE


also seen being super HERE:


All in all, a most enjoyable night!
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