Bianca enters the room. soaking wet, she glides into this moment.
-i know i have been remiss. it's just that malibu was so nice. so dreamy.
Her eyes are still glassy.
-remiss? its that what you calll dissapearing for 4 months?
-i know. i guess. yes.
her head is nodding in repentance. her melting smile says more than ian could fathom right now. yet now...
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-i know i have been remiss. it's just that malibu was so nice. so dreamy.
Her eyes are still glassy.
-remiss? its that what you calll dissapearing for 4 months?
-i know. i guess. yes.
her head is nodding in repentance. her melting smile says more than ian could fathom right now. yet now...
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Bianca & Jack
3.
She stares out of the window. Her boss, Jack Laudner, paces back & forthback & forth. He is speaking. What exactly, is unclear. Bianca contemplates the clear skyline. Wilshire. Great view. Such a view isn't cheap. Bianca wonders if Jack had ever taken notice of the exact cost that this view had extracted from his life. She shifts her attention back...
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3.
She stares out of the window. Her boss, Jack Laudner, paces back & forthback & forth. He is speaking. What exactly, is unclear. Bianca contemplates the clear skyline. Wilshire. Great view. Such a view isn't cheap. Bianca wonders if Jack had ever taken notice of the exact cost that this view had extracted from his life. She shifts her attention back...
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itsalivemedia:
Hey quiet one...Happy Birthday! Where you been Laker?
_v_:
happy birthday lady
where have you run off to
where have you run off to
Bianca
2.
Bianca sits at her PC. Her Malibu Barbie hair is pulled back ever so tightly. She sips at a glass of red wine, toying with the stem. Running her hands up and down and twisting and down. She takes notice of her phallic gestures and smiles to herself. No one else is in the house.
Books line the shelves. The home is decorated...
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Bianca sits at her PC. Her Malibu Barbie hair is pulled back ever so tightly. She sips at a glass of red wine, toying with the stem. Running her hands up and down and twisting and down. She takes notice of her phallic gestures and smiles to herself. No one else is in the house.
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_v_:
neither does victor
jnthn:
somehow I'm wondering about the light in that room. I don't know why that's what I was looking for. hmmm...
waiting for the next one!!
drove the "fargo" highway today. snow blew across it, sinusoidal waves of white, everything was like tripping today driving through "Siberia" as the band kept shouting. I feel like Dad cause I've done this so many times. in 24 hours I'll touch the west coast, barring any errant bitching and moaning. xo
[Edited on Mar 03, 2004 11:49PM]
waiting for the next one!!
drove the "fargo" highway today. snow blew across it, sinusoidal waves of white, everything was like tripping today driving through "Siberia" as the band kept shouting. I feel like Dad cause I've done this so many times. in 24 hours I'll touch the west coast, barring any errant bitching and moaning. xo
[Edited on Mar 03, 2004 11:49PM]
Welcome back, friendly viewers. Let me tell you a little story I like to call, "Tangled Web"...
Ian & Liz
1.
The living room is empty. The assembly is that of cold, modern furniture. Not the warmth of Le Corbusier or Eames, but the lackluster fare of DIVA and that hack shit by Armani home.
Moans are heard down the hall, cutting through the heavy...
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Ian & Liz
1.
The living room is empty. The assembly is that of cold, modern furniture. Not the warmth of Le Corbusier or Eames, but the lackluster fare of DIVA and that hack shit by Armani home.
Moans are heard down the hall, cutting through the heavy...
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jnthn:
coming on her cherries. nostalgia is in the air. keep your cherries around, I suppose, only to be covered in 'love'.
xo
xo
_v_:
you should write intelligent porn
this concludes the episodes of, "don't move, i love you." thank you for tuning in. don't go away, as we will soon air "tangled web" - a soap opera of nihilistic indulgence, self-discovery, and ultimately, survival.
xox
xox
When I met Gabriel in the park next, something had changed. Real, sublime, faint. His touch seemed thicker, morethere. The grass was damp and the air in Paris was cold. But I barely noticed. I was wearing next to nothing and I barely noticed. The stars watched as I unzipped his pants and took him out. I licked the length of his dick. I stroked...
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jnthn:
mmm...a treat to carry me through cold new england days. I have a date w/liquid toxins, presumably the best and most stable company I can ask for tonight. hope you liked my note.
update: multiple whiskey's. yo ho!
[Edited on Feb 24, 2004 11:55PM]
update: multiple whiskey's. yo ho!
[Edited on Feb 24, 2004 11:55PM]
_v_:
ha
great visual images of my home
great visual images of my home
The lighting has been magnificent every morning, but I have not heard from Serge. I found myself speaking. And quite loudly, like never before. Gabriel & I have so much to talk about. His love of art and design, especially Norwegian wood, is captivating. I never want to wake up. My right arm doesn't seem to be moving very well. I don't remember why. However,...
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lilith:
Oh and I've totally got the hots for Andre 3000 too. Heehee....
jnthn:
ahhh...new york....turned the frown upside down. I've been here for 4 days now. 3 of which were completely toxic...been watching the sun come up and being stupid. last night was chill...
no it WILL be x's and o'x. muuaaahh!
no it WILL be x's and o'x. muuaaahh!
Tonight, Serge and I went for a walk down the Rue de Something. Serge had three new originals he was working on and he needed the night sky to shine just so upon my skin. So we walked a while, pausing here, stopping there. Serge was talking in tounges. I sat on a set of cool, marble steps. I was wearing a wool pea coat,...
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escapegoat:
well........i wouldnt say its just because shes young.......and now that a couple of days have past, i cannot remember who it was.......but there will always be something about young,good smelling,fresh skin, young girls........i dont think it ever goes away.........but then, we older men arent supposed to admit that........but god damn some of them are so fucking cute.......eeeeeerrrrrrrr.........
thanx about the b-day.......hows yer world?
and arent young boys cute too??
thanx about the b-day.......hows yer world?
and arent young boys cute too??
strangeattractor:
yay for pervs! yay yay!
i am a
(supposed to be a monkey). how bout yourself, love?
i actually haven't gotten "in" yet...have an interview at harvard med next week. it would be nice to be in though!
[Edited on Jan 29, 2004 4:06PM]
i am a
(supposed to be a monkey). how bout yourself, love?
i actually haven't gotten "in" yet...have an interview at harvard med next week. it would be nice to be in though!
[Edited on Jan 29, 2004 4:06PM]
I finally got a little catnap in towards the end of the flight and I had a dream. Dahlia & Gabriel & I were driving over to the flat. Dahlia said:
-Fina, what would we be without each other's love?"
All at once, I knew who I was, even without the gossamer slip of my mask. I was a simple girl who had simple needs....
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-Fina, what would we be without each other's love?"
All at once, I knew who I was, even without the gossamer slip of my mask. I was a simple girl who had simple needs....
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_v_:
then D is a very lucky man
jnthn:
thanks, I was (almost) drunkly thinking, "Is is 213? What can she be thinking?!?"
You rock. thanks, doll.
bring the erotishop!
You rock. thanks, doll.
bring the erotishop!
Dahlia has invited me to go to Paris with her. She is opening a new gallery on the Rue de Olivittes. Serge will go, too, of course, but he will stay at his own flat. I'm sure Tocca will get his panties all in a wad when he hears that Serge is not inviting him along. Poor Tocca. It's not easy being such a pursed-lipped...
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jnthn:
heheheh...yes, that would be the west coast.
the weekend continues 3 days later.
the weekend continues 3 days later.
abra:
mrowr! you are quite sexy. have fun in paris, doll. when are you returning?
p.s. i have read the alchemist, but not the valkryies (fuck, i know i spelled that wrong).
xoxo
p.s. i have read the alchemist, but not the valkryies (fuck, i know i spelled that wrong).
xoxo
Standing in a lucite box may seem very boring to some, but to a muse, nothing could be more fascinating. I witnessed the Countess Von Sheister, sans the Count, snuggled up to her driver I heard that the Count was off in Monte Carlo with Veronica, his power-call girl. Of course, lucite is not the most conductive of sound catalystsoh what am I talking about?...
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jnthn:
kleenex pls.
We made pasta primavera. With pesto and asparagus only. So it wasnt really primavera at all. But thats what Dahlia called it and I didnt care. We ate in bed. At 2am. Thats when we finally finished devouring each others every drop...and we were hungry. Before and after. She had the sweetest pussy I had ever tasted. It was like fresh honey and cantaloupe juice....
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jnthn:
aloha! 
yeah, CD's...I see it as an opportunity to reevalute, get some new stuff...blah blah blah. As it happened, I ended up replacing the Kraftwerk last night. So it's ON!
seee ya.
yeah, CD's...I see it as an opportunity to reevalute, get some new stuff...blah blah blah. As it happened, I ended up replacing the Kraftwerk last night. So it's ON!
seee ya.
thanks for a sweet compliment, you superstar!
Your writing's smashing. I'll have to befriend you
....the lakes just didn't shine as much with you gone. now, again, they are truly silver....and don't i look good staring back at me.