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Sheena B. Dinosaur

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[11 Dec 2003|08:39pm]
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[08 Dec 2003|07:20pm]
[ mood | THE POWER WENT OUT! ]

♥ Dear Dinosaur Kiddies,
The power went out yesterday! How many of you were in the middle of reading the tablature to 'These Boots Were Made For Walking' on the Internet when it happened? I squealed and yelled to my little brother, "THE POWER JUST WENT OUT!" He responded, "Maybe I knew that too, CONSIDERING I WAS READING WHEN IT HAPPENED." So I ran upstairs all silly scared and screaming and we rummaged around in the dark and it took us ten minutes to find flashlights, and we even found some glow-in-the-dark bracelets leftover from Halloween! A perfect opportunity to snap them and dance around all glow-in-the-dark. Then we had chocolate milk from the refridgerator along with outer space freezedried ice cream I got from Theatre Fest, and listened to the Blues on the wind-up radio. Then we found our tape recorder and started recording things like the radio and hoots and whistles and cackles and singing and guitar playing. The best was a fantastic rendition of the White Stripes' "Little Room" ooh yeah the best song for utter darkness I must say. We were having wollops of fun and the power was out for 45 minutes and when it turned on our eyes hurt.
The Dinosaur Hop
Beep'n'bop your horns up'n'down,
Feel the beat all through the town!
Beep'n'bop your horns up'n'down,
Feel the beat all through the town!
1,2,3 -- Do the Dinosaur Hop!
Every dinosaur likes to do the Dinosaur Hop!
All the little dinos and their dino moms & pops!
Hey hey hey hop if you like Brian!
Hey hey hey wiggle if you like Paul!
Hey hey hey shiver if you like Daniel!
Hey hey hey slide if you like Stan!
1,2,3 -- Do the Dinosaur Hop!
Every dinosaur likes to do the Dinosaur Hop!
All the little dinos and their dino moms & pops!
Like a lightning strike, a lightning strike!
Like confetti rain, confetti rain!
Like a cupcake boogie, a cupcake boogie!
Like a cool little t-rex baby, t-rex baby!
1,2,3 -- Do the Dinosaur Hop!
Every dinosaur likes to do the Dinosaur Hop!
All the little dinos and their dino moms & pops!

xoxo,
Sheena B. Dinosaur

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[06 Dec 2003|09:36pm]
[ mood | Valentine's Day ]

Dear Dinosaur Kiddies,

You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch! Alright, so I've got lots of lame news that is very important to me and very non-important to most other dinosaurs.

1. Jack is my faveorite boy.

2. I SAW MASTER & COMMANDER TODAY.

3. Jack is my faveorite boy.

4. I SAW MASTER & COMMANDER TODAY.

Yesterday, the phone rang and my mum answered it and then held up the phone to me whispering, "JACKie Chan!" and I was like, "Aww, mom!" and sure enough it was Jack calling to ask what time he should pick me up. We settled on 3:45 and I gave out this stupid giggle when he said something funny and my dad gave me a suspicious look. My dad is so silly, he was all, "Does this 'Jack' kid drive safely?" and then Jack pulls up in his dad's Japanese 1978 VW Beetle with the steering wheel on the right side and my dad is practically giggling over the car like I was on the phone. Jack came up the driveway and shook my dad's hand and I nearly died from the sweetness of that (oh yeah and my dad was like, "Nice to meet you, what's your name?" even though Jack totally came to that good-bye party I threw for Elise), and then my dad cooed and awwed over the car and looked at its engine and said mechanical engineerey type things and offered to buy it and I'm like, yeah we're gonna be late Daddy-O so he finally lets us go after having his afternoon snack of manly car inspecting. So then we drove off and I'm realizing that I'm being extremely detailed about this whole thing and the story dosen't end 'till 10:30 p.m. so let me try and quicken the pace a little. We drove to UH and whenever a 'cool' car passed by us, I'd say, "Our car is cooler then yours" and some people stared and the whole time we listened to the Disney channel. And I tried to roll down my window but apparently only the Hulk is qualified to roll down the window and Jack leaned over me to help me roll it down and I nearly died from Jack Perfume. We parked in the parking garage in the 'A' section (example of a detail I could easily leave out), too bad we didn't park in the 'K' section because I could've said something like, "WOW WE'RE IN THE K SECTION YOU KNOW THERE ARE LOTS OF WORDS THAT START WITH K EXAMPLE KISS PERHAPS WHAT YOU WANNA KISS ME WELL ALRIGHT."

HUZZAH, ISA IS OBSESSED AND PSYCHO AND NEEDS TO CALM DOWN.

So at the swim meet, Jack & I were the only dinosaur kids from our team there so we found our own little corner to park all our stuff and sit next to each other and Coach Keith was there to ruin any possible romantic moments by cracking corny jokes. I swam 100 breast, 200 breast and 50 free and saw some of the usual kiddies I see at meets and ohmigosh Rayfe this wee little kiddy who used to be two feet tall and was really cute suddenly turned into this lean mean monster machine I swear he's twice the height I saw him last. So is Kekoa who is like Rayfe but cuter and nicer and it was so adorable talking to him because his voice is still changing and it kept squeaking an' stuff. And this girl Kim or something came over to talk to Jack and she and I sort of know each other so we were like, "HI WHAT'S UP WOW!" but I could tell she came over just to talk to Jack, and Jack was polite and stand-offish and then she left and we continued on our interesting conversation that turned very boring when she came over and I was very very amused by the notion that perhaps she thought we were one of those 'couple' things. Then Jack asked me if I'd like to go get a bite to eat after the meet and I nearly DIED because I had like these top secret spy plans in my head. Plan A: Ask him to go see Master & Commander. Plan A fails because Jack is taking SATs early the next day & can't stay out late. Plan B: Ask him if we should 'grab a bite to eat' on our way back home. Seriously, I DIED when he asked first. Like, holy crap.

SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WHY AM I ACTING LIKE FREAKING LIZZIE MAGUIRE? I DON'T KNOW, MAYBE BECAUSE I'M TOTALLY IN LIKE LIKE LIKE SORT OF LOVE! GRR THIS IS SO LAME!

Then it started raining and we both thought it looked like snow. Then we were done with our events and off we went on an extraordinary adventure throughout Honolulu also known as Isa Thinks She Knows The Way to Gracie's But Actually Dosen't. So we're winding our way through streets and finally give up and decide to stop at a little shopping center somewhere on Kapiolani Blvd. and go to the Curry House. I had never been to the Curry House before, and holy crap it is the CUTEST PLACE EVER. It's all yellow and reminds me of Happy Family Plan on KIKU and they have adorable curry cartoon characters. We sat down and talked about when Jack used to live in Japan (I know. Let's all be extremely jealous of him right now.) and saw a sign that said, "NO OVER THE FENCE." in English. And we talked about EuroDisney and rollercoasters and Japanese bath houses and shopping centers. We ordered our curry and filled out the little comments form, checking the appropiate boxes and writing, "Love the spaghetti, authentic Italian food" in the little comment box. Jack's curry arrived first, and we were still talking about who knows what and after a while I realized he was waiting for my meal to arrive before he started eating! OH MY GOSH ADORABLE ADORABLE ADORABLE ADORABLE. I demanded he start without me and stop being such a sweet adorable gentleman. Then my curry arrived and it was quite delicious.

EVERYONE STOP READING MY ENTRY (NO DOUBT YOU ALREADY HAVE) BECAUSE I AM JUST MS. VALENTINE'S DAY EXPLOSION PSYCHO RIGHT NOW.

Afterwards, we were heading back to the car but got distracted by a Japanese candy store. They had the COOLEST FOREIGN CANDY E-V-E-R and I bought some Japanese candy for Xmas gifts, and Jack and I split the cost of assorted marshmellow creme candy creatures. Chocolate, apple, grape, and honey! It was so adorable selecting little candies from little containers and using apple red tongs to scoop them up and put them in cool Japanese plastic bags. Jack also got some hawflakes for Xmas gifts and we discussed our Xmas wishlists (Jack: clothes. Sheena: Barbie™ watch and dinosaurs.). Then we drove home and spent the time talking and me opening the Japanese candy wrappers for him, and listening to Disney radio and me wishing I could pet his hair. Then he dropped me off and I said thank you very much and we grinned or something stupid like that and I gathered my stuff and noticed his adorable shiny black dancer man shoes for ROTC. YEGADS he is just too cute for the School of Charm.

OKAY EVERYONE NEEDS TO GET ISA TO WAKE UP AND SMELL THE COFFEE BECAUSE SHE HAS OFFICIALLY CAUGHT THE PSYCHO DISEASE.

I'd write about Master & Commander, but the first person who gets to hear about it will get to hear about it personally from yours truly. Love you all and good-night, dearies!

Sheena B. Dinosaur, Professional Psycho In-Love

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[05 Dec 2003|12:12pm]
[ mood | mistletoe ]

X-Mas Wishlist!
1. Trampoline!
2. Glitter!
3. 1950's dresses!
4. A new bouffant!
5. Puppets!
6. These shoes! [Edit] I GOT THEM!
7. the new Starlight Mints album!
8. Mistletoe!
9. Candy canes!
10. Fairy Garden Hideaway™!
11. Clifford the friendly dog!
12. a Dinosaur Party!
13. A Barbie™ watch!

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[05 Dec 2003|10:01am]
[ mood | Avant-garde (not really) ]

♥ Dear Dinosaur Kiddies,

It's snowing in Lynchburg! And little Akiko-San is going where no kitten has gone before! And Weeb is sweet ol' Weeb.

Today I went to work in the morning, and it was nice for the most part until these two scary ladies came with their combined total of five sons who weren't so much sons as little monsters (not the good kind of monster). Monsters that enjoy jumping into the deep end, hitting their heads repeatedly on poles, running and slipping and falling and crying and getting up and doing the same thing over and over again, exploding snot out of their noses, and screeching horrendously, in my opinion should be placed in little zoo cages and star in their own 'When Animals Attack' tv show -- yes I think they should do that instead of coming to swim at community pools and giving lifeguards (e.g., me) heart attacks. If I ever own one of those children thingies I'm going to adopt a sweet foreign kiddy who likes dinosaurs but dosen't act like one. And the mommies were even worse -- one of them was pregnant and they both were anorexic despite childbirth and had a wonderous time laughing and discussing how they put on twelve pounds of makeup per morning and admired each other's bikinis and when their kids started drowning and coughing up snot-spit water, they laughed and exclaimed, "Your son is so fearless, it's ADORABLE!"

But then I did the crossword puzzle and it was delightful because Cow and I nearly finished it all on the phone (except for 38 across 4 letter word for 'residue' starts with a "D" ends with a "G"), and I got a Hearth-Song catalog in the mail and it has the COOLEST STUFF E-V–E-R including fairy gauze houses and dinosaur chocolates and snowball makers and wind-up plastic jockey horses and a certain item is going to be purchased by yours truly and sent off to Cow for X-Mas.

At swim practice, I gave Jack my phone number in case he gets lost on his way to pick me up tomorrow (p.s. in his daddy's ultra-lovely creme coloured Volkswagen Beetle which is from Japan therefore the steering wheel is on the RIGHT SIDE!) and when he was trying to remember one of the streets on the way to my house, I said, "Lehiwa, Lehiwa" and he said, "I'll just think, like the flower lehua lehua." Unexpected utter sweetness! He never fails to be adorable. Speaking of the swim team, there's this new guy named Luigi and he's not remarkably attractive or interesting, but his name is Luigi isn't that neat! I'm gonna ask him if he knows Italian, I hope he's not offended because folks probably make fun of his name, even though it's a real cool name.

Well, there were like psychoanalytic psychic signs that I was going to see my ex-best friend last night, because earlier in the day when I was doing the crossword puzzle 47 Across was "'Whip It' musical group" and I was like yeah uh-huh Devo of course. Cow was actually the first person to introduce me to that song, but I read an entry a little while ago that Mimi wrote about her friend that was a Devo chap for Halloween, so she kind of popped into my mind when I saw that on the crossword. Lo and behold, I'm at the Contemporary museum for an art opening, and there she is with a friend looking at the Michael Jackson "LIVE EVIL" video. She's talking to her friend and they're both staring intently at the video, and I practically leap around a corner in shock. Then I pause and I'm thinking to myself this isn't something to be avoided and then there's her dad and we're like all happy surprised and he's telling me, "Mimi's here she's just 'round the corner!" and I'm like, "Wow, really?" and we head back around the corner and there she is and she turns around and it's like AHHH HEY IT'S YOU HEY WEREN'T WE LIKE COMPLETE BEST FRIENDS FOR A WHILE OR SO UNTIL WE SUFFERED A MASSIVE DISSILLUSIONMENT AND EVENTUAL BREAKUP? IT'S SO NICE TO SEE YOU AND YEAH WOW WOW WOW I HAVEN'T A CLUE AS TO WHAT I'M SUPPOSED TO SAY ARE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE BECAUSE I AM AND YEAH WE BOTH KNOW THAT WE DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY BUT ANYWAYS IT'S GOOD TO SEE YOU AND IT'S QUITE A SHOCK BUT YEAH OKAY I'M GOING TO GO LOOK AT THAT AVANT-GARDE THING OKAY SEE YOU LATER YEAH UM YEAH UM YEAH. Later, I accidently interrupted a moment which seemed like a nice little moment she was having with her friend-guy in the corner because I was quite curious as to know what was on the moniter facing the wall and her dad came over too and then her friend said something about a bird (The bird flying by the sunset?) and they laughed a little inside-joke and dissapeared and I looked at the little prism video with her dad and wondered if Mimi thought I was attracted to her friend (or more then a friend) who was quite attractive but gracious I would hope that I wouldn't ever be a shrew about that so I promised to myself that I wouldn't ever look at him because even looking at him could be a horrible thing to do. Before I left, I went over one last time and told Mimi about what Dan said about her performance ("very good, a commanding presense on stage"). I don't even know what we said but it was all strange ex-best-friends-now-strangers stuff and then we said an awkward goodbye and I went to get some ginger lemon guava punch before I left. It was at this little makeshift avant-garde bar and these two bald guys were serving achoholic drinks and I was like I want JUICE and was milling around trying to find some juice and there was a bowl with juice-looking stuff in it but I was worried it might have fancy mo-shmancy wine in it or something and was trying to get the bald guys' attention but they were ignoring me so I asked this guy next to me if he knew what it was, and he leaned really close and whispered, "It's non-achoholic punch." and I was too fascinated by the fact that he leaned in really close and practically read my mind to wonder if he was lying but I tried the stuff and it was quite delicious and didn't taste achoholey at all. OH AND I LOOKED FOR SERGIO BUT HE WASN'T THERE! But guess who was, this irritating woman who volunteered at Cinema Paradise. I went over to her in hopes that Sergio would be somewhere nearby, and we said, "HEY YOU!" and we hugged one of those fake friend hugs and she said I looked great and I was like well I DIDN'T DRESS UP FOR YOU WHERE IS SERGIO. Actually, I didn't ask where Sergio was because I wanted to find him myself. But she didn't say he was there and she probably would've mentioned it if he was, so I guess he wasn't. Plus I circled the exhibit three times looking for him. Oh, the exhibit itself was really lovely. When I was looking at the little Poltergeist chairs, this old man in a Tuxedo was looking at it too and said to me, "I like how you can look at it from all angles." and I got super excited that this cool opera tuxedo man was talking to me because he was super cool and I said, "Yeah! And did you notice those moniters up on the wall, they look different if you go up on the balconey thing and see them from a different angle!" and he smiled and said, "I know, I looked at them from above first ..." and we stared at the one with the heads of basketball players for like twenty seconds. I spent a lot of time staring at the Hockey trophy one (and I really really really want that silver t.v. it's so outer space oh my gosh), it was almost mezmerizing. In the back corner there was a little bulliten board where you could post comments, and I wrote, "Crispin Glover in 'Like Mike'." OH MAN AND THERE WAS THIS ONE PICTURE AND IT WAS LIKE YOU KNOW THE RENNAISANCE ARCHITECTUAL BLUEPRINTS THEY HAVE IN ART BOOKS USUALLY OF CHURCHES AND STUFF AND I WAS LIKE WOW THAT'S COOL AND THEN I LOOKED CLOSER AND THE DESIGN WAS MADE COMPLETELY OUT OF FACES AND IT WAS SO AMAZING AND I LOOKED AT THE TITLE AND IT WAS SOMETHING ABOUT VETRUVIAN AND SOMETHING ITALIAN AND I WAS COMPLETELY DELIGHTED. Oh, and I loved the old man coming out of the curtain, and the one of Tom Cruise having a seizure on a couch.

Then I drove home listening to 'The Big Three Killed My Baby' and when I got home I had some Chinese desserts mum & dad got from Chinatown.

xoxo,

Sheena B. Dinosaur

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MUTTON CHOP SEA SHANTY [03 Dec 2003|07:51pm]
[ mood | Capt'n Crunch ]

Ooooh, chop me a piece of that salted mutton,
We must find another island 'fore it goes rotton!
Our proud pink sails were twilled outta cotton,
My scallyskirts are torn and missing a button!

Rockin' and Rollin' free on the high high seas,
We can sing as long as we please, we please,
No twillywankers to straighten our knees,
Rockin' and Rollin free on the high high seas!

I miss me home and my dear 'ol ma,
Landshore nowhere t'be seen oh so far!
I got salt forever in my jaw,
Was that a merman I just saw?

Rockin' and Rollin' free on the high high seas,
We can sing as long as we please, we please,
No twillywankers to straighten our knees,
Rockin' and Rollin free on the high high seas!

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I Wrote a Lamey Poem For Akiko-San [02 Dec 2003|07:53pm]
[ mood | Happy Birthday ]

The Strawberry Dance will kill you dead, glee hop dead! Kiddy times, dinosaurs, power rangers, ballerinas, arts'n'crafts, little bugs! Ice Cream Meltdown in my red lunchbox, meltdown times of older teenage nostalgia wish I was a kiddy again so I could have an excuse for eating candy and talking to in-animate objects. All day long, methinks about this candy kid-ness. Am I the only kiddy who hasn't smoked a single thing once or even twice? One, two, three, nights inside house cooler then out of the town, cooler then it'll ever be: upside-down popsicles, popcorn movies, lack of creepies and dark wet roads, no smoky coughs or boom crap music. Just me and my best chum eating chocolate chips and discussing Elvis's present where-a-bouts.


Sheena B. Dinosaur

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[30 Nov 2003|06:36pm]
[ mood | Hi, Akiko-San! ]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CLAY AIKEN WE ♥ YOU

Dear Dinosaur Kiddies,

Yesterday, I went to a birthday party. It was fantastic and little Aaryk turned one years old, and I was the official party picture taker and got paid $45 as a result, which also resulted in two AMAZINGLY BEAUTIFUL LOVELY OH MY HOLY GOSH DRESSES THAT I BOUGHT AND I AM GOING TO DIE OF GASP BEAUTY LOVE CHARM EXPLODING HEART OF DOOM SIGH. The first one is practically Margot from the Royal Tenenbaums, and the second one is 1960 high school prom with a fake rose. Yegads of Delight!

The party featured clowns (List of Things That Frighten Sheena: a) Gary Sinise b) Clowns c) the Wiggles), a Chinese lion dance (Oh so cool, way too cool, mighty cool, much too cool), a magician (Poof!), a cheerleading squad (shoot me in the skull), a slide show (how very nostalgic), and a man + guitar = Hawai'ian Loungey Music. My faveorite part was the delicious Serve Yourself Ice Cream With Delicious Toppings Such as Cherries and Crunchy Magical Yum Yums, and the Chinese lion dance, which I have never seen before. I want to have a party just for the lion dance. Like, holy wow neat neat neat!

Three berry ice cream!
xoxo♥
Sheena B. Dinosaur

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[30 Nov 2003|11:41am]
Dear Dinosaur Kiddies,

I like Monsters.




Sheena B. Dinosaur
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[29 Nov 2003|05:29pm]
[ mood | I MISS YOU COW ]


One!
Pom Pom!
Two!
Tiki!
Three!
Pret-ty dresses!

Like, holy crap. I have been suffering major lack of C vitamins* this past week. Like, an entire five days of stolen bicycles! I swear to Mr. T I'm going to pass out and die a horrible death. I have so much big news and I know Cow does too and I'm going to see Master & Commander tommorrow and I'm going to DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE. Every night after an exhausting day of relatives and extravaganza, I've whispered out the window, "Oh, the stars at night, are big and bright" hoping that Cow hears it and whispers back, "Deep in the heart of Texas!" Tonight I'm going to make a list of all the things I need to talk about with Cow tomorrow and like totally yeah. YEGADS I SWEAR I'M GOING TO STAB MYSELF IT'S BEEN SO FREAKIN LONG!!!

ONLY LIKE 17 MORE HOURS,
I AM DEAD,
XOXO,
SHEENA
B.
Dino-saur

* C = Cow

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[28 Nov 2003|09:02pm]
[ mood | EXHAUSTING EXTRAVAGANZA ]

Sheena B. Dinosaur Is Thankful For Dinosaurs, And ...

Pretty stores full of pretty things! Milling among Japanese tourists who are dishing out crisp $100 bills in Louis Vuitton and the sweet old British man in the tuxedo asking me if I needed assistance! Other fancy stores full of glittering dinosaur thingies! The most prettiest high heels you ever did see! Lite pink dresses with twill that cost $365! Finding Sheena black shiny pumps at the stupid girly glitzy store for 7 bucks! And my aunt from L.A. buying me a glittery 198o's black dress! Like a virgin touched for the very first time!

Tacky paradise! Polynesian Culture Center ... Bare chested Samoans and mormons (rhymes, kind of)! Coconut tree climbing contests! Fire dancing! Buffets full of totally non-local food! Hearing a tourist say, "We went to HA-numaw Bay" in a southern accent! Talking about evil umbrellas with a mormon! Buying tacky coconut thingies in the gift shop!

High heels! Again, finding Sheena black shiny pumps at the stupid girly glitzy store for 7 bucks!

Tea parties! At Kahala Mandarin! Dolphins, homie G's, and fancy macaroons and tiny sandwhiches and chocolates and delicacies and peppermint tea! Don't mind if I do! Japanese tourists getting married nearby! Clouds having parties in the sky! Playing Psychiatrist and being fooled like a sucker! Making friends with tourists!

Friendly dinosaurs! All my dear'st dinosaur children! I LOVE YOU ALL!

A VERY GLAMOROUS DINOSAUR TIRED FROM A WEEK OF EXTRAVAGANZA! I'm going to get some sleepy zzz's now!

xoxo,

Sheena B. Dinosaur!

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[22 Nov 2003|10:08am]
[ mood | dino meow ]

Mr. Dinosaur walkin' down the street,

Got a jive stompin' beat in his feet,

Blowin' kisses to all the t-rex girls he meets,

Whistlin' a tune that can't be beat!

Dear Dinosaur Kiddies,

How are you all today? TODAY IS THE LAST DAY OF THEATRE FEST MAKE A SAD FACE. THEN AGAIN, IT'S BEEN A YEAR SINCE THE DAWN OF THE PINK MUTTON CHOPS REVOLUTION. I MEAN, ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY IS "R. FIENNES" AND VOILA MIRACLES ARE PROVEN. LIKE, HOLY CRAP. YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE HOW EXCITED I AM ABOUT ALL THE AMAZING SPECIAL THINGS THAT ARE ABOUT TO EXPLODE AS WE ALL GROW UP. R. FIENNES/D. DAY-LEWIS/P. RUEBENS/C. GLOVER/MR.T/G. SINISE/H. KEITEL/A. HOPKINS/E. BANANAMAN/G. STRYKER/H. JACKMAN/S. GOES/MR. TIGHT PANTS MAN ♥ ♥ ♥ !!! Hee hee hee! Can't stop the beat!

Sheena B. Dinosaur

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[21 Nov 2003|01:45pm]
MWAHAHA SOMEONE JUST LEFT A MESSAGE ON MY XANGA THAT SAID, "THIS IS A SERIOUSLY WEIRD SITE AND I DON'T UNDERSTAND IT AT ALL." I THINK THAT IS ABSOLUTELY HILARIOUS
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[21 Nov 2003|09:12am]
[ mood | Meow ]

♥ SECOND TO LAST DAY OF THEATRE FEST ♥

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[20 Nov 2003|06:02pm]
On Wed., Nov. 12 at approximately 11:35 p.m. eyewitnesses report seeing, what they think was a tiny T.Rex attacking and disfiguring a Lot of Vintage 1960's Barbie Dolls. "I was just standing here waiting for the shoot when I heard a scream. I turned around and saw Cindy's arm being dragged away", gagges one of the dolls present. "It was horrible", she sobbes. Mindy, a red hair doll from the group stated, "I had no idea anything had happened, and now my finger is gone!" Other girls in the group say that this glassy-eyed doll isn't aware of much. Apparently she didn't even notice her finger had been slowly chewed off until someone pointed it out to her. Much confusion still surrounds the event. Everyone was so shaken, they didn't notice the T.Rex return in all the excitement. A tall blonde doll said she felt something rub against her leg and reached down expecting to pet a cat, which she then picked up. "I didn't realize it was someones head! I thought it was a frightened kitty!", she exclaimed. After a brief struggle, the dino made off with the head and has not been seen since. No one is sure who's head it was and all the dolls claim to have never seen her before. Officials are still searching area garbage cans for the body and recommend that all Barbies should stay indoors. A spokesperson from the photo company has made no comment on this gruesome incident. Although, one eyewitness claims he saw the dino earlier on the set posed in a pair of running shoes. We are uncertain about the dino's current whereabouts, but you may want to pay close attention to our other Barbie listings.
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Mr. Star [20 Nov 2003|10:37am]
[ mood | I ♥ the cold weather ]

A star landed on my head.
Ouch! I cried,
but no one died
The star fluttered up and said
A wish you may
Request today
As long as it
For you be fit!
And so I pondered carefully
Money lots?
Love 4ever?
Peace on earth?
Pain never?
Finally, I shouted with glee,
"MY WISH IS THIS
FOR YOU TO GRANT
PLEASE OH STAR,
(fill in wish here on the dotted line.)

Sheena B. Dinosaur considers potential wishes:
1. I wish Squirt Dino Mike would come to Theatre Fest
2. I wish my hair was always covered in glitter
3. I wish I had a little time machine in a cool 80's car like in Back to the Future
4. I wish Mr. Stan Bittleman lived next door
5. I wish that instead of money you had to make up rhyming poems to buy things
6. I wish all my friends got jell-O hearts in their refridgerators
7. I wish love would shoot me in the chest
8. I wish hair grew a foot a night, then you could cut it however you liked in the morning and it'd stay like that for the day
9. I wish hot pink was edible
10. I wish birthdays were every day ♥

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[18 Nov 2003|05:17pm]
[ mood | where is king kong? ]

1. HOLY CRAP.
2. If Dino Mike from Teddy's Burgers dosen't come to Theatre Fest, I will DIE. DIE. DIE. In fact, if any of you dinosaur children don't come I'll kill you. 839-9885 the tickets are free you just have to reserve them SO BE THERE OR BE SQUARE & I WILL HACK YOU TO DEATH WITH GARY SINISE KNIVES.
3. I want to cut my hair short but I like side ponytails that I've been doing lately so I'm really really confused and don't know which one to keep/cut. Help.
4. Pink Mutton Chops: the opera.


Sheena B. Dinosaur

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[17 Nov 2003|08:46pm]
[ mood | wonderous ]

♥ Dear Dinosaur Children,

Hullo, dearies, how are you all today? I am quite exhausted, but in a good way; you know with all the endorphins glowing out of the skin. I woke up at six and was unusually cheerful to do so, most likely because TODAY WAS OUR FIRST DAY OF PERFORMANCES. Bam Bam drove us there, and on the way I looked at all the people in other cars through windows: a lady putting on mascara haphazardly, an old man, a young man, a bald man. (Chocolates By the Bald Man, Elvis Swift, I ♥ You.)

The nervous buzz before the first performance, then the exploding cotton candy balls of splendid exhileration creatures as the plays rapidly delved and dipped and hollered and blew on by. I get to wear a cool secret agent headset during the performance and call cues/crack jokes with Shen up in the light room. He likes to pretend to snore. I think what I ♥ the most is the giggles and coos and bobbles and noises and sounds and snorts that the audience makes, every audience responds differently and every audience has one kid that laughs so hard I'm worried for his health, and it's all simply fantastic. Afterwards, we all go out on the stage and the audience asks questions. One kid asked, "Who's the oldest?" and it ended up being me, and then a kid asked, "Does Doogie really dance like that in real life?" and one kid asked if the gun was breakable on purpose except he asked it in this really long question that was too adorable 4 school. I have to remember to wear panther black tommorrow!

Dinosaur adventures on the way to Jamba Juice, Robert's reading the first novel ever written, I had an orange creamy thing™, Bam Bam had a strawberries wild™, and Robert was craving something warm so he went elsewhere. Catching the Mommy Cab home. Giggling and discussing the performances. Stuffing stars into pockets.

Coming home and getting TEN THINGS IN THE MAIL FOR ME ME ME, art college brochures and TWO LETTERS FROM COW INCLUDING A DINOSAUR PAINTING AND RENNAISANCE FANTASTICA AND OTHER WONDEROUS CONTRAPTIONS, and dying from quixotic dinosaur nonsense.

xoxo,

Sheena B. Dinosaur.

A picture of me in London with some other skeletons at The Dungeon.

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[16 Nov 2003|09:26am]
THEATREFEST IS TOMORROW

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[14 Nov 2003|10:55am]
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Dear Dinosaur Kiddies,

Pink Mutton Chops is going to produce several volumes on History! I am so excited I just might explode. The Munster Uprising and more! $♥$♥$♥! Yegads!

Yesterday we rehearsed at Tenney Theatre for the first time. Has a year flown by on watermelon wings?! I ♥ how it's so doubly freezing there. Unity Church was like hot hot hot, and now at Tenney I can wear my dinosaur hoodie over my wee little chilly head! We need to go to Jamba Juice sometime before one of the dress rehearsals.

When we got there, I hopped onstage and got flashbacks of that one guy in the audience who said, "AWWWW" when I hugged Andrew. Kawai - yo! Then I got to go backstage and learn how to do all the music which obviously I didn't get to do last year. I totally fussed it up the first run-through but I think I have a hang of the beastie now. I ♥ the music, it's so Sean Connery 1960 to the rescue dig the beat.

ALL YOU WEE LITTLE BEASTIES PLEASE READ THE T.G.I.F. SECTION ON YOUR NEWSPAPER IF YOU STUDY IT CAREFULLY YOU WILL FIND A GIANT PICTURE OF CAPTAIN ASTRO AND JAMES WITH HIS AFRO AND FUNNY LITTLE DESCRIPTIONS OF THE PLAYS! "Out of Orbit by Emily Lau, a sort of 1960's-style TV space thriller with special effects." Our play has special effects?! Oh like my gosh! I ♥ how you can see the hot pink plastic gun in James' hand. And it's backwards. ♥ I wish Cap'n Astro and James were wearing their costumes in the picture, though. Cap'n Astro's space hoodie and jet pack, James' debonaire suave slick Secret Agent Lover Man suit. And DOOGIE! WHERE IS DOOGIE? Cooking muffins, I suppose!

Other things that happened at rehearsals include slamming food into our exploding mouths in ten minutes flat during our first break without the knowledge that we were going to have a 30-minute dinner break later on, taking pictures of shoes, trying to have an Italian conversation with Wade backstage, giggling up a storm, playing with eskimo puppets, getting strangled by Robert, co-writing an exploding poem, sweeping Rath off the stage with my broom, making mad dashes every time Dan decided he needed music again, N ... O ... 2, and stealing a cookie from Bam Bam.

Sheena B. Dinosaur

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