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  dancing queen 2001-01-09 - 01:45 am - +
clix?

I'm eating my eggs first

"Shut up dad"

Sing it with me: "I'm not stupid, I'm not stupid, I'm not stupid, I'm not stupid, I'm not stupid"

and sing it like you mean it.




I want to thank Laura who signed my analyzer. I don't know if she ever comes back here but anyways... she changed her diary I guess. I never managed to sign her guestbook in time and now it seems it's gone. So thanks for signing my analyzer! And if you read this then you should know that the pic of pete in your diary isn't working. You need to upload it somewhere for people to be able to see it. Sorry I didn't get around to putting this in your guestbook *hangs head in shame* END OF MESSAGE.

Doll-hair's back. I'm glad. I'll even change the link to the left in a while. When I get over the fact that she called me a "she". She was also the one who sent me the unemployment email. And the funny thing is that I sorta thought so. I thought it was either some random person who found plume, sent that email and left to never come back ... or doll-hair. Believe it or not. I will not call her dylan even though she called me she.

I'm not very good on the guitar, you'll have to excuse me.

Does anyone want to give me a late christmas present or an early birthday gift? I want this. Please?

and if i fall, you're all a part of me now

My mother was supposed to ask her friend about the hard drive today. She forgot. But she sent an email to her so I hope to get an answer soon. I'm considering messing about with the hard drive on my old pc. It wouldn't be a disaster if I wrecked that and I might get some practice/insight/milkshake in how it all works. I think I can handle putting in a hard drive. Oh god, I've had the lid on the pc for a couple of days and I'm starting to get delusions again. "Plume, you can't do anything right". I need to keep telling myself that or I might forget. Bittersweet.

My banterfiles are popular on napster. They're cute too. "you make us want to eat chocolate". I adore them. I made them myself with my mp3trimmer. You can't get them anywhere else than from me on napster. I feel special. Normally I need to cut people off all the time so I can at least use my computer a litte for myself. But there was one guy I couldn't keep cutting off. I like to brag.

you know im not dead, im just living in my head, forever waiting on cruel death

Much to my surprise I didn't buy a milkshake when I went shopping today. Whery straange. Like some sort of tv show where it's earth but not quite. Something's just a little off. Or the aliens that live among us, they seem human but there's just that little something, you can't quite explain what it is, but it sets them apart from us.

Tomorrow I will buy milkshake. I'm going to the bank. I haven't got this month's money for nothing yet. I need it to cover up the whole in my wallet that was left by buying a hard drive I'll never get to use.

You know it makes sense.

In a world full of madness, only milkshake can't be moved.

That'S just silly, you're silly Plume. I think my plan to slowly (?) go insane is working. I seem to be reffering to myself as Plume on occasion. It won't be long now. They're coming to take me away, haha, to the funny farm, hoho. I forget the rest.

g'night, I'm in love with my sadness. And you of course.

np: pumpkins - Glass and the ghost children (001027)











... as she counted the spiders...

back and forth

clix



weeet spiffy weeet
try to understand
the ones I love and their demands
so unfair when they can't see
that I'm the boy who really needs

your love i suppose

I just want peace
diaryland
to be free at last

you can watch me bleed