Below are the 9 most recent journal entries recorded in Peaches the Pig's LiveJournal:

Thursday, November 6th, 2003
9:10 pm	the return of the pig FINALLY! i am back home again- i have absolutely no idea how long i have been gone- tucked away in some soft strange darkness. but i do know that i am back where i belong. many things have happened- both to myself and the friends that i have been apart from for so long. the most horrifying of the events in this land during my absense seems to have been the absolute desimation of herb's mobile performance arena one night when the mighty giants had a great battle. apparently the entire structure was crushed down to bits- herb was even caught under a large chunk of it and had to be hospitalized for quite some time! the revenue he lost from being unable to do shows during that time was devastating, and he had to come under the management of pickles, a mean-spirited purple jew-hippo who handles 'business' for cookie and kreme, herbs hair makeup and costume guys. there have also been renovations to fog-hat, the lesbian stage coach. ah- i have much to catch myself up on. i think that my time away has put a strain on the odd friendship that herb and i had been developing. when i introduced him to del monte- the new friend i made abroad, herb just looked at me and said- "what are you talking about?" "del monte- my new pig friend here," i reitereated. "that pig isn't real- its made of wood," herb scoffed. i couldn't believe his gaul! i looked over at del monte- i could see the tension, the awkwardness building up on his brow- so i rushed off with him for a drive in my cabriolet. "listen, del monte- its a difficult group to get used to. everything will be okay," i said. del monte was silent. isolation often falls in silence. (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, October 13th, 2003
11:28 pm	all shall be well i was blessed with a great vision last night. just as i was settling in to my cabriolet to get some sleep, i spied something pink out of the corner of my eye. i got up to inspect- hoping that it might be a new friend to make in this place. the thing was a flat, wooden block, shaped like a pig- just about my size. "hello," i said- "are you a native of this land?" i got no reply. "my name is peaches- what is yours?" he looked as if his name would be del monte- there was a spanish air about him. "well del monte," i continued, "i don't see how you put up with this place. it seems like it has no end- and that furry beast! i can barely get any sleep for fear that i be eaten! i am from another planet- i was brought here by aliens- oh, but i do so wish to return home. i come from such a magical place- where pigs like us dress up like women and sing of marvelous wonders in glimmering sparkling light. i miss it all so very much." at the thought of it all, i began to cry. del monte's stillness was quite comforting in the moment. "oh del monte, you do understand don't you? i'm so relieved i can finally talk about this with someone. i simply have to find a way back home! how am i ever going to manage? your silence portends some great meaning- perhaps you are my spirit guide- is that true? am i about to experience a great vision quest of some kind?" at that moment the air around me began to shift into a thrashing gale and the land was bleached by a great white light. i turned around- and high up on the plateau was a giant pig that must have been ten times my size- with an equally vast expanse of white wings that were flapping steadily. "heavens be!" i squealed- "by my little hooves! an angel has appeared to me! angel- please- i beg of you- where am i? how can i bring myself home? i am desperate to know the answers!" there was a moment of silence- and then- a booming snort came down from the flying pig: "all shall be well, all shall be well, and all manner of things shall be well." then- the flying pig vanished- and all was back to normal again. i felt a great comfort come over me. i looked at my flat wooden friend, who was left quite stoic from the experience as well, "oh del monte- i just know i'm going to find my way back home- and i'm going to take you with me- i have a great many wonderful things to show you." (Comment on this)
12:50 am	not again!! it seems that i am the pawn of fate, perhaps john calvin was right. YET AGAIN- i find myself in a strange new land blah blah blah. this is getting ridiculous! i was just driving along the other day when SWOOOSH i was abducted by a fleshy alien tractor beam and transported to ship with dark linnen innards. when i was released i found myself in an entirely different world! this land is much more vast than the last, and it is inhabited by a terrifying furry beast that seems determined to have me for his supper! i've camped out high up on a slick plateau, next to the glowing letter box where i am able to make this entry. and i was just getting used to the last place! and herb! how will he get to his shows?? he'll think i've abandoned him! oh this is horrible- it cannot possibly last, surely some mistake has been made! HEAR ME OUT YOU ALIEN FIENDS! I WANT TO GO HOME- AND I WANT TO GO THERE NOW!! i must find a way to escape. (Comment on this)
Friday, October 10th, 2003
4:24 am	the silent witness applause like the shaddow of a ghost in my ear- oh how they adore him- no one here now- no one to see the show that i do- those bright black eyes shut into a peace of sleep- soft pink fuzz shifting with each exhale- i watch him. he is naked of all the makeup, all the sequins- and here- bare- he is just as beautiful in my eyes as he ever thinks he is on stage- behind all those masks. this is the real show- tucked up in the rafters, a serenade of crickets and solo automobiles on the rain slicked streets. this is the real performance. life. life like a sleeping song. oh how they adore him. (Comment on this)
Thursday, October 9th, 2003
9:49 am	the great terror heavens be! by my little hooves- last night was the scariest i've experinced since i came to this land. there were more giants here than ever before- giants with great roars and funny smells. i could barely steer my cabriolet between them without nearly getting stepped on. and then, to add terrors to terrors- two of the regular giants had a battle! the smaller of the two regular giants got thrown halfway across the country, and fell many times from the great heavenly green plateau in the northwest corridor of the land. i retreated back to the cavern beneath teacup mountain, where herb did very little to comfort me by saying, "this is nothing- you havent even met the dragon yet." (Comment on this)
Tuesday, October 7th, 2003
7:29 pm	gypsies tramps & thieves (or, how i came upon herb, the dragqueen pig) last night was pretty crazy- but at least i've made a new friend from it. his name is herb. i had set out upon the day determined to fashion a home for myself in this new land. i was passing by a strange cavern in the landscape- formed by a brittle, anciet wood, the quality of which i have never encountered. i decided to name this place teacup mountain, as it appeared much like an inverted mountain peak- its valley flush with green- the wood cavern lurking beneath. as i drove past its trunks, i heard the sound of cher's "believe" wafting through the air- and then- i heard a sobbing. i decided it was worth investigating, and pulled into the cavern. what i found there was truly an amazing sight- it appeared i had stumbled upon a trailer park of some kind. one of the trailers was obviously someones home, and well lived in it seemed- with various garmets strewn about the red and yellow windows- panties- wigs.... i called inside, to see if anyone was home, but got no reply. still- i heard the sobbing. i looked out back, and furhter into the cavern i spyed the second, more lumbersome of the two contraptions. it was dark and hard to make out- but appeared to be a stage of some kind- bedazzled and bedecked by christmas lights tinsel and glitter. it has been hoisted aboard a trailer of its own- like some forgotten ghost float from a gay pride parade of yesteryear. and sprawled across it was a pink pig, slightly smaller than myself, writhing in complete hysterics. "hello? hello- i'm sorry to bother- is everything alright?" i asked. "oh the horrors!" he replied- "the absolute horrors! my life is in complete shambles! what am i to do?" the miserable thing cried. i came a bit closer and could see that there was mascerra running all down his face, and that shreds of a blonde wig hung between his ears. "you poor fellow!" i exclaimed, "what ever is the matter with you?" the response i got was as follows: i had come upon herb. herb is a pig, like me. unlike me, he is a female impersonator. the two contraptions i had ocme upon both belonged to him- the first was his home- the second was a mobile "performace arena" that he had towed to various venues and bars for the shows he did. herb relied on the kindliness of his friends to lug him around to the various places he needed to be. among these friends were percy- a lesbian dump truck driver who could haul the "mobile performace areana" around- and two other pigs, cookie & kreme, who took care of herb's wigs and makeup and such. cookie & kreme were employed in less favorable occupations as well that herb refused to go into on our first encounter. the problem herb was having at that present moment in time was that none of these three were anywhere to be found despite the fact that herb had a very important show to do in just a matter of hours. "well," i said, "i could hook your stage up to the back of my cabriolet and try to get you there myself." herb looked at me for a moment, then he looked at my car, as if he hadn't even seen it the first time. "you're an angel!" he squealed. the relief on his face was quite breif- "but look at me! i'm an absolute mess! here- come with me." herb led me back into his dressing room, and even though i professed a complete lack of knowledge in all things cosmetic, he began to instruct me on what sorts of things to apply where. within a miraculous thirty minutes the humble sniveling creature i had come upon was transformed into a towering monument of sparkly femininity. herb stood proud on his stage as i hooked it up to the cabriolet, and we drove it all the way across the fuzzy tan land to a little corner where many others were eagerly awaiting his arrival. herb twirled out into the shimmer of christmas lights and regailed us with such numbers as "gypsies, tramps & thieves" and "survivor". i sat back and took in the show- wondering what other adventures would accompany these characters i had stumbled upon. (Comment on this)
Monday, October 6th, 2003
4:33 am	Heard the noises of aftermath Day after day, I sit. I do not move. I watch, and though I cannot shake this feeling that I, too, am being watched, I bide my time. My motorcar is becoming rusty. Perhaps I will take a leisurely drive around this land tomorrow when "The Big Ones" (as I now refer to them) leave. The landscape has changed. Giants have come and gone. They come and go still. This is my one truth. Damn these infernal cloven feet! How they VEX me! If perhaps I could sneak into one of the Big Ones' domiciles, ascend their wooden towers and play on their boxboards for more than an hour (for this is how long it takes me to write in my journal at any given time, though I am learning), then perhaps I would write more. As it stands, my emotions guide me. I would write more, allow myself to learn more. Nevertheless, I will share what little knowledge I have. - There seems to be a period of time when the giants sleep a little longer. So far, this has only lasted 2 days. I shall continue to study them further until I can find a pattern. - At any given time, any one of the giants will retire to his particular room for 10-30 minutes. He will come out looking a little more relaxed than normal. It is so strange! What are they doing in there? Is it a muscle relaxer they are taking? I must find more information. - Any other giant who does not live here seems to be a bit smarter than the common three that reside in this particular land. Perhaps the big ones who roam this country are kinder, simpler folk. Peaches Current Mood: contemplative (Comment on this)
Tuesday, September 30th, 2003
8:43 pm	the return of the giants i have spotted a new giant in this land. he appeared suddenly, and then all three of them vanished. for a short while there the land was empty of their presense, but now they have decended upon it again smelling of salsa, cheese dip and magaritas. a strange gas perfumes the air here now- like the mystic fog of the amazon. Current Mood: contemplative (Comment on this)
6:49 pm	new beginnings what a strange new world i have stumbled upon. just this morning i was safe in my home- with others of my kind. i can't exactly say that means it was a good day. occassionally the small hand of a child will grace my plastic shell of a skin and trot me about- but those occassions are seldom these days. ever since the village of the train sprung up near my home, all the child traffic ended up there. it was a lonely place. it was mundane, unchainging, sterile. my days were uninterupted by circumstance. anyway, today- to escape the boredom, i decided to take my red cabriolet out for a spin, when suddenly i was surrounded by the dull whiteness of a paperbag and rendered completely immobile. i must have completely passed out from the complete shock of it all- and when i awoke- i was here. yet- where here is- exactly- is no matter of clarity. the land is much softer here, made up of soft tan fuzzies- not like the slick speckled whitness of my homeland. and it spans many countless miles as well- i have yet to even see all the stretches of its border. there are many strange exotic things here, and it smells funny. yet the most peculiar things of all are the giants who inhabit this land. thus far i have spotted two, towering in their grumbly magnificence. for the time-being i shal call them giants one and two, as that is the order in which they have appeared to me. there are many adventures ahead of me- i amdetermined to explore this brave new world and the creatures who inhabit it. fortunately i will be able to document all of my adventures here- from a monumental glowing machine i found high upon a cliff. i shal relate more later, for now- i must explore! Current Mood: bewildered (1 Comment |Comment on this)