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i am trying to shed my stuff and i want to sell this painting

leekyle — Wed, 23 Apr 2008 00:59:26 GMT

it has meant a lot to me for 5 years, i bought it after i broke up with a boyfriend because i needed something pretty, now i need less. anyone want to buy a gorgeous painting for less than i paid for it, its about 2.5 feet tall and 2 feet wide. its done by eli halpin, she's local.

My friend's birthday is tonight!!

leekyle — Thu, 13 Dec 2007 20:34:31 GMT

He's a giver and on his birthday he's giving. I love that, he's expecting nothing, but giving things. I love this brand of generosity, it inspires. Happy Birthday to everyone, to you and you and you!!

Roller Coasters

leekyle — Sat, 18 Aug 2007 16:22:04 GMT

Life is one of them, rollercoasters that is. no height limit, no getting off, heart in the bottom of the stomach sometimes.

thank god for spring

leekyle — Thu, 29 Mar 2007 20:21:24 GMT

In my life, its spring that makes the winter not so bitter in the end. i always want to give up as winter comes to a close and then spring chimes in and says, "its going to be okay dear, just pull out all those arrows." its all turning around. the sea is receding, fresh seashells on the seashore. i have dental insurance. A new job, in addition to the old one. a fantastic new roommate. a friend that is a maskmaker, and we're making masks. and i am fixing to go on a journey with 11 of the people who know me best. for better or worse. spring be with us.

when i was a man

leekyle — Sat, 20 Jan 2007 03:51:35 GMT

I realized I have been so girly in my life in the recent past, well as girly as someone who trashes trash can get so i decided to dress as a leather guy and see how it looked. it makes me laugh anyway. folsom street fair anyone?

The execution of the enemy

leekyle — Thu, 18 Jan 2007 19:50:48 GMT

I don't know if any of you got to see the death of Sadam Hussein, but curiosity got the best of me and i watched it, the whole thing, all the way through until his neck was broken backwards. Its funny because the contraversy surrounding it was the chanting by the people witnesing the execution... I thought they were dong some religious thing- like sending his body to Allah and they had to chant some spiritual at the moment of death. Turns out they were being mean, not wishing him well on his way into the hereafter at all. i never met Sadam, and I am not sure if he warranted death any more than a certain leader of a certain "democracy" that seems to be falling apart, but watching it was brutal. This doll is a dedication to Sadam. It also represents moments from the execution of my childhood... Enough said.

The feeling of Christmas

leekyle — Thu, 28 Dec 2006 01:28:26 GMT

MY CLASSY FAMILY! HA!!!!!!

eggs and porn and brittany spears

leekyle — Sun, 17 Dec 2006 01:43:30 GMT

i've been watching and/or looking at porn since the second grade. my friend cheryl coker, who in retrospect looks a lot like a young splendora, took me to her trailer and showed me some magazines. she was the tallest girl in the class and she wore make up. its hard for me to get off without imagining porn. its not impossible and now that i am in my love relationship i get off to the way devan makes me feel, but i still sometimes NEED porn. i don't like superficial, arbitrary needs. booze. drugs. porn, things that can become addictions... i want my needs to be air, food, shelter, love. so i did the porn and eggs peice. somehow brittany spears ended up in the mix. maybe because she keeps showing her vagina all over the internet. i guess she's doing it for publicity, being a panty anarchist. but what about the children?

the end of the run of The Maids...

leekyle — Wed, 13 Dec 2006 03:15:17 GMT

Well, it ended. An attempt to expose radical queer Portland cuture to Jean Genet. a theif who sexualized the criminal, who rocked the French with his honest portrayals and brilliant revalations of homosexuality, a dirty writer a gorgeous writer a writer of circles, the absurd, the profound, specific abstract. It is an honor to say, "i performed a part of Genet's canon." Thanks to those of you who came, to those of you who support the dream. It was an amazing journey. Many people liked it, many didn't. In the end, i was thrilled. Genet is tough, and thanks for indulging me.... Splendora

let the holidaze begin.

leekyle — Sat, 09 Dec 2006 23:54:58 GMT

usually i get ancy this time of year, ugh ugh ugh chug chug chug, residual stress from too many people in a room waiting to open a gift they may or may not like, embarrassed because its like okay here it is, and its toenail clippers or something useful but me so broke its tiddly winks. well this year i am having a party to celebrate the talents of some of our dearest friends. its a gift to us that we can come together for. so please come unwrap the package at the quistmas p-tay. i love you all and want to milk titties. love splendee

poopers.

leekyle — Fri, 17 Nov 2006 00:34:32 GMT

i talked to my mom and she said she used to get upset when someone told her she didn't kow how to hang wallpaper. I had told her that the show I am currently in got a negative review and it hurt my feelings. I know that the particular performance that the reviewer saw was flat, but the things he said were so mean, not anything redeeming about it. I don't know, develop a thicker skin, get over it, there's worse in the world I am sure and i probably sound like a fucking prima donna right now, but fuck. go fuck. fuck, so much work into something that someone didn't like and it matters because he put it in the fucking paper. poop.

my boyfriend puts up with a lot of shit

leekyle — Fri, 11 Nov 2005 06:04:30 GMT

and we're on the moon. i love him like nuts.

she's dead

leekyle — Tue, 23 Aug 2005 06:05:56 GMT

fuck. i went to therapy to get over the fucked up doomsday messiah complex, and now that Splendora's dead it haunts me again. I guess Mary Esther Ruth is about to take over my soul. Shit I hope it doesn't get too weird. but is there really such a thing? who gave me acid?

why i pee

leekyle — Sat, 09 Jul 2005 05:56:52 GMT

i heard a new one. phillip called me splendrunka. tehehehe. i've been told to look at my drinking. perhaps a need to quite pissing whenever nature calls. maybe i should always find a bathroom. legend has it that my great great grandmother, a choctaw indian, lived out her last years pissing on everything. i like to think she was fed up with what the white man did to her world. i think i am possessed by her. so i pee. on things.