I'm in the mood for a fantastic storm, like the one from the end of the summerin the space of five minutes the sky went from calm to absolutely black and the light went green and yellow; for a few hours it was like living under a bruise.
The song #1 Crush by Garbage still makes me feel like my chest is going to collapse...
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The song #1 Crush by Garbage still makes me feel like my chest is going to collapse...
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Damn. Dinner and a mandolin serenade in a room painted red. I feel so lucky and yet I've never been more confused in my life. She speaks russian!? It's okay, this is all probably not even happening
This is me in rotting pastel.
5.0 grams of sodium penthol (in 20cc of diluent), add 50cc pancuronium bromide, saline flush, finally, 50cc potassium chloride.
This is me in rotting pastel.
5.0 grams of sodium penthol (in 20cc of diluent), add 50cc pancuronium bromide, saline flush, finally, 50cc potassium chloride.
Can someone please explain to me why I just found a tiny image of the Tristero post horn stamped on a random page of a this secondhand-bookshop acquisition?
I suspect there are strange forces at work among us, forces either deeply unnerving, phenomenally geeky, or both.
Oh and I'm pretty sure I was just uninvited out this weekend
Let's not shit ourselves
I suspect there are strange forces at work among us, forces either deeply unnerving, phenomenally geeky, or both.
Oh and I'm pretty sure I was just uninvited out this weekend
Let's not shit ourselves
Then there are bad, bad things, the unholy terrors. I love that they show no signs of rehabilitating. And I love the general lack of happy endings (excepting dull obedient drudges and a few blessed fools). Red gets eaten by the wolf. Curtain. Fine. I'll find her myself...just gotta listen...and a droning engine throbs in time with her beating heart. Lights- stage left. "I'd love...
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incorect:
everyone shut up 
venna:
Hey there, thanks for the add. Hope you are feeling a little better (reading your journal, you seem a little down). Where is Denville, btw? It sounds familiar..... 
I finally slept last night. I'd been up so long I started losing it...speaking in tongues, finding things to glue to the wall... My dreams are becoming progressively stranger and more vivid than waking life. Weirder than the typical visceral chaos and odd textures that find their way into my thoughts. I kinda want it to stop. I really don't get why I like this...
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tadzi:
insomnia sucks....ive had random bouts with that over the course of my life, the longest being 3 months. i was seeing shit out of the corner of my eye and occasionally having full one auditory hallucinations...nothing too crazy. id hear laughing, the phone ringing when it wasnt, stuff like that.
knowing how much that sucks, im glad you got to sleep.
knowing how much that sucks, im glad you got to sleep.
iggy:
yeah sometimes the girls here makes my head almost asplode too....and I am supposedly one of them...though I think there is an eliment of coolness they were handing out to suicidegirls and they purposely missed me...because I am still a big dork.
and you like that set so much cause Bailey is damn hot.
and you like that set so much cause Bailey is damn hot.
I'm now called King Louis? What the fucking hell is that? First they call me Mogli..now King Louis? Oh now, let's not forget Nuprin (random perscription medication) "Little, yellow, different". Not going to stick. and it's just as well...shitty nicknames all of them; doggie, rufio, riggs...well riggs was ok. Still. King Louis is pretty shitty. It's fun for people to give me new names? my...
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oh that's cute.
i always do this. the journal/blog i update most is the one fewest people know i have. subconsciously hiding? or just stupid?
lack of sleep. I was once asked "Why are you alive?" yes? what?! stop talking to me, your eyebrows make me nervous.
there is a gash on my hairline from passing out on a filing cabinet. fact.
lack of sleep. I was once asked "Why are you alive?" yes? what?! stop talking to me, your eyebrows make me nervous.
there is a gash on my hairline from passing out on a filing cabinet. fact.
iggy:
are you going to qxts tonight? please say yes. 
Went to see a doctor about my troublesome circadian cycle and my strange eating habits. It could be thyroid related, vitamin/mineral difficiency or overabundance. I am to get bloodwork done Saturday if I don't feel better. BUT!! the doctor has granted me two days rest...joy. I'm not even really ill. "Stay home the rest of the week, eat whatever you want, don't worry about it."...
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Today I peed in a cathedral.
Came home an hour ago and immediately reverted to glumness. Slithery animals make me happy. People, on the whole, do not. It's an odd day today. Everything seems obscene and acid washed. I dreamed I had a terrible gash in one breast. I kept prodding at the filmy snarls of tissue and odd-colored oozes that apparently lurk in thereit...
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Came home an hour ago and immediately reverted to glumness. Slithery animals make me happy. People, on the whole, do not. It's an odd day today. Everything seems obscene and acid washed. I dreamed I had a terrible gash in one breast. I kept prodding at the filmy snarls of tissue and odd-colored oozes that apparently lurk in thereit...
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quietlythere:
bring your Remington, and i'll bring my collection and we'll defend Iggy
quietlythere:
Iggy once saw a picture of the "toys" or "collection" before i had to sell most of them. i am right now in the process of re-building the firearms collection above and beyond what it once was 
"You made a lot of enemies tonight" [more on that later]
My palm pilot's got amnesia. I'd been using it as an annex to my human memory; who knows, but those lost little scribblings could have given issue to the only thing that matters, the perfect conjunction of words, the holy light in the skull. So here I am mourning a handful of aborted electrons....
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My palm pilot's got amnesia. I'd been using it as an annex to my human memory; who knows, but those lost little scribblings could have given issue to the only thing that matters, the perfect conjunction of words, the holy light in the skull. So here I am mourning a handful of aborted electrons....
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derceto:
it was nice meeting you the other night even though i wasn't actually that social considering how trashed i was 
derceto:
and yeah, i almost forgot.... welcome to SGNJ