Today I feel like I feel fine,
Cuz I've had a full bloody breakfast,
And half a sip of wine.

Can't say everything's alright,
Cuz it's all over too fast,
But I'm still holding up a losing fight.

They say nothing in life comes easy,
Nothing but me apparently,
And the boys I fuck unfortunately.

Everything I say comes in bursts,
I'm a whore for temporary comfort,
& anything feels better when it hurts.

I feel no hunger
But that for cancer.
I spread disease
Where I shed my needs.
You should fear my feel,
But you'll love my fear.

I don't feel like feeling,
So I live without meaning.

Nothing is allowed in
& no one comes out alive...

Greetings living beings of the planet Suicide,
I've come to make thee aware of the presence of my new set, Purple Lips, in member review.
Check it out.

Their insides are cold
& their parts pulse hate
Here, happiness is
in the looking glass
Unappealing things,
a miserable class,
are allowed contempt
with no one's consent

Insects invade your interior? ...
Your layer of flesh covers it well.

Merry fukin X-mas to everyone... whenever that was... special dates arent so special anymore. But seen as this is the holidays I decided that I too, should celebrate the birth of baby Jesus fukin Christ... or was it his death..... or his rebirth..?.... Any religion related forgotten crucial date is a good excuse nowadays to encourage brainless consumption... except for that one very special day though, where the whole fukin world stops functioning normally... as normally as normal may be.
Anyways, all this blabbering to say, all in all, I'm pretty damn glad that baby Jesus was born some time around today, cuz I've decided to celebrate his birth tonight(it felt right), and for once I get to have an excuse to spend the night drinking his delicious blood

Now, here is a look inside my evening... because I know the only thing all you voyeurs are craving are the sexy curves of my cup o' wine

Could I have your attention please!
My room mates' band called Arvida Crew is on bande à part's top ten bands and they need YOU to vote to keep them there. Go check out their music and if your ears are pleased give them a vote(if you understand french you'll take a lot more pleasure in listening to their stuff)



www.myspace.com/arvidacrew to listen to their shit!

http://bandeapart.fm/palmares.asp to vote for their shit!

Thanks for your time intern net voyeurs and until next time!

-Twig

NEW SET IN MEMBER REVIEW! Sound & Lights is officially in the member review section. Feast your eyes and feed me back, hope you all like it!

Other than that well I'm pretty damn happy that the biggest part of Montreal's summer festivities has ended this week. I love my job but my body loves and requires sleep(unlike what many people seem to think about sound and lighting technicians), which I hadn't truly gotten for a while. To give you an idea, here is a peek at what my hectic schedule was like for the last couple of days. So, on friday night, 9:30pm I had a gig which ended at 3:30am. Then, after 2hours of sleep I had another gig at 9:00am, ending at 3pm, and then that same day a gig at 11pm(which was the taking down of the last 2 francofolies stages)which ended at 6:30am. And then, having no time to sleep I went home, took a quick shower, ate a bit, saturated my body with caffeine and left for another gig, lasting from 8:00am to noon. After which I went home, inhaled a spring roll and fell asleep on my couch.

Anyways, I guess I just had to get the feeling that someone listened, seen as in this business exhaustion and absence of sleep is normal. Thanks for lending an attentive ear... or eyes... I guess, seen as you're more reading than listening.

My new set Sound and Lights has been accepted for member review, so keep an eye out for it! It should be available for all you voyeurs to take a peek at on august the 6th!
Here is a slight preview of what awaits your hungry eyes... hope your eyes like what I feed them!

Greetings to you all suicidal surfers.
It's been a while since I've taken the time to take some time so here I am, taking some time.
The saddest and weirdest thing happened to me. I live on a third floor, and let my cats and dog out on the balcony frequently. Yesterday, I realised that I was missing one of my cats(Leslie, who is featured in the mad tea party set), and her only way out had to be jumping off the balcony. The thing is, were I still in my cozy hometown this wouldn't worry me too much, but seen as I currently live in Montreal, where people drive their cars like fukin go carts I'm really worried. She has never really been outside before and therefor has never previously encountered a moving vehicule. Anyways, I'm really sad about this and am praying that she finds her way back safe.

Other than that, well I recently shot a new set with Ms. Shazzy. It has yet to be submitted to the SG staff... and actually to be viewed by myself. I can't wait to see how it turns out. The concept revolves around sound and lights, and I will say no more... So I guess you will all just have to be patient.
Well, until next time... and til then, keep on surfing in a suicidal net!

-Twig

Alright, so here I am, editing this post with my newly acquired knowledge of my landlord's invasion of my appartment, so hear this.
I was out at the groceries the other day and had to come back for cause of forgotten wallet. I walk up the steps to my appartment and the door opens up to my great surprise. I am greeted by my landlord and 2 strangers. It turns out that my landlord has been having appartment visits without my conscent and knowledge. So, I go searching for my cats and Herpes and Leslie(a neighbour luckily found her several days ago) and they are nowhere to be found. Turns out my landlord opened up the doors to show the balconies to the visitors and let both cats out without giving a fuck about it. We found them before they could get too far, but I feel like my privacy has been raped and violated.
Plus, I previously thought Leslie had jumped off the third floor balcony, which was really awkward, but I now realise that I almost lost my cat due to my landlord's sneeking around behind my back. Not only that, but the other day, I came home and the back door was unlocked... and I never ever use that door. I am so fukin pissed right now, it's indescribable. I can't wait to move and get the fuck out of this appartment where I apparently pay to feel like I'm not even at home and safe from the violation of my privacy.
And what really sucks about this is, I don't have a lease, so I can't file a complaint. I didn't mind at first because it allows me to leave whenever I want, but I now know why he didnt't mind either. He can do whatever the fuck he wants and I can't say a thing.
Anyways, I just had to tell someone and figured that random suicidal surfers would to the job... So, I guess I'm done releasing my frustration out on you...

Fuck Yeah! Armand the Texan Roadkill Purse has arrived!...



Found this on ebay in the weird stuff category and I just couldn't help myself... I mean.. look at him.... how ugly is he!? Seriously, I don't know of anyone who might want to carry this around... well except for me of course, but I'm just weird. Were I for sale, odds are you could probably find me in ebay's weird stuff section as well.
Anyways... I was just aching to parade my Armadillo handbag, for personal satisfaction maybe....Or is it that I'm just helplessly trying to convince myself that this wasnt a waste of green paper...
Either way, I truly couldn't care less... cuz Armand fukin rocks!!