finnegan

This is the funniest fucking thing I hae everseen in my life.
http://www.ps260.com/molly/SHINING%20FINAL.mov

Left my roger wilco in the faded sands
Left my paper trail in a bucket behind the barn
Left my Tuesdays in Toledo
Left my wisdom keys in a forgone conclusion
Got just enough change for a used book and some cheap beer
Filthy considerations
These old odd notions


Strange thing; I'm happy in my sarcastic melancholy way. Ill have to get used to that....
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Danger was a dream
Her hands cold as corpses
Soothed my fervor
Brittle days
Fell to hazel teeth
And so he slept
Upon the peaceful shards
Dreaming of her daggers
And the freedoms of the flesh pierced

I suppose it might not be immediately apparent that this is a very happy poem.

Today I approach the simplicity of sovereign thought with the casual arrogance of yesterdays child. Forgotten flavors linger on my old tongue and remind me why I learned to speak.

Well it's been sometime since I have written anything here. This is typical of all the journals I have kept in my life. When things are slow I write in my journal. When things are interesting I am too busy to write. It seems somewhat counterproductive to only write in your journal when there is nothing to write about. So I will now endeavor to...
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Well someone complained that my former profile picture was too old so, I changed to a picture of me being a scientist. Do you like the blue hardhat because I like the blue hardhat. Problem is I just don't own many pictures of myself. My impulse is take pictures of other people and other people who take my picture (arresting officers, CIA, and the like)...
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Well I'm back in the saddle again. This time I'm going to go be a scientist in (this is the real name of this place) Knob Lick, Missouri. I shiver with the antcipation at dicovering the what the school mascot is. "and here to dance for the basketball championship halftime show is the Knob Licking Racoon." My quest this journey is come back with incidental...
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A caustic solution drips from my nails
Hissing holes breadcrumb trail
Tears taste like cum
In the moonlight strewn
Like opals
Across your belly
Five times five
Left needle marks
But please, don't spare the rod
Shit thatll never come out of the carpet

I was in a mood last night and decided to join SG. Im working on my house. Rewiring, replumbing, and reinsulating everything. Putting in two new bathrooms, a new kitchen, and a new deck (eventually). Today I wired the kitchen while cruising around sg for the first time. It was very enjoyable. The girls casual, almost arrogant, sensuality contrasts marvelously with the innocent glint of...
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