rippedandtwisted

hmmmm, my boss called after I walked out. He was like, are you ok? and I was like, yeah why? And he was like where'd you go? And I was like I'm going home. And he was like, oh ok, I'll just see you tommorrow then? And there was a long pause and I siad, sure, same bat time same bat channel? And that was...
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hahahahahaha. I just walked out of my job. Well, not walked out per se, I kinda just didn't show up and called in sick, but tommorrrow I will turn in my monkey suit and keys and say good bye to the night audit world. It just struck me today, that it was stupid to assume so much responsability fer something so lame and only 11...
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oh man, I keep having this oddball nightmare that I trip on something but fall away from the ground. Kinda like falling into the sky. And I wake up terrified, still reeling from the sensation of flying higher and higher. I wonder if it is my fear of heights creeping into my unconscious to torment me.
I finally found a new job. I am the...
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I hate it when you hear your ex's favorite song on the radio at 4:30 in the morning. It's just so depressing. But maybe that just because it that kinda of hour in the morning.

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key ingredients (how to fit stars in my pocket like grains of sand):

old, battered, 4 pane, white window frame (each pane at least 8.5 by 11 in)
Venitian Carnival mask
floodlight
digital camera
a plain 2ft by 3ft wooden board
and
a black back drop perferably with white christmas lights (but unikely for today), a black background is all I can really wish...
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Greg Dulli is my new found hero. He's just so fucking cool. Needless to say the Uptown Lights show on Saturday was pretty amazing. It was just probably the best gig I've been to in a while.Dulli got the crowd going and it just seemed like everyone there was having a blast, totally into the music and just having fun, ya know?
The gay bars...
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you...create me with your eyes

as afterthoughts....what is this residue of feeling, a trail escaping the mouth of cavernous thoughts that changes daily, ordinary life into something else, something different? It is like looking at a kitchen table where you have sat for everyday for years and years and suddenly seeing it in a new light even though nothing about it or its atmosphere has...
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I need a new job like bad. I grow weary of this night auditing adventure. How I feel so very blase right now. Yep, a very blase and painfully lazy afternoon. I suppose that will all change at the shoot tonight...

the story of the persistent theory and of how the electronic anvil started to fuck with my head:

As a child my parents used to take me and my sisters to the travelling circus. We would see the sights, eat some popcorn and watch the shows. There was nothing particularly special about this event other than it was transitory, here one minute an empty dirt...
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e3 reminds me of vegas. It is like a casino where you win at each stop. yay for free stuff. My trunk is suitable full of an assortment of flashing necklaces and shirts and useless crap. hehehe.