echo

Please, we're MUCH cooler than those livejournal fools.

Actually. I have studied into JohnC lilly exstensively, and he was far more into Ketamine than he was into LSD. Both wonderful drugs that someday will be more appreciated..When extra-terrestrials do visit this planet and we need to spkeak to them threw dolphins...hey just a theory...But yeah,,you're the shit.. come and get loose in Minnesota girl..missionhillbillee@hotmail.com

sorry we don't see each other more. i let my work gobble me up. play inside the belly. see what i can find. forgot to find the rhyme. question the time. tick tick tick. you should be sleeping right now.

I think dargould mean "bubbly sweet personality" but on SG it's hard to tell. I guess if I'm going to pick apart spelling I'm in the wrong journal. Said with love, dear heart. Said with love.

Thank you for coming and playing with us! Yum yum. That dreamy smile will stay with me for awhile. Until next time.

you are right, I am my fucking Carhartts.
cheers.

i don't need no stinkin' pants

Sprain no more ladies
Sprain no more.

Planes were decievers ever.
One wing on sea
and wheel on shore.
To one saturated continent never.

So sprain not so
but let them gorge,
and be you blithe and brittle.
Converting all your wounds of red
into chocolate, chocolate, fix!

Sprain no more apples
sprain no more of drains so dull and hearty.
The fraud of steel was ever so,
since summer first was leveled.

Then sprain not so
but let them gasp
and be you blithe and brittle
Converting all your calculated co-ordinates
Into milk chocolate, minx!

OK, that was seriously clever. My hat is off to Cobalt. Not to dis the bard or anything - he does rule.

Mmmmm Cheerios! The cereal I grew up on.

Can I get a copy of the guide to new disillusionment?
or any other writings you have? Will trade for some of my cheesey stuff.

Unfortunately some people don't know any other things to speak than utter shite. Spose we can live in the knowledge that if these people have to make stuff up about their lives they effectively don't exist in reality and in my world, that's the way i like to see it anyway! Good to hear from you Echo, peace x

The last time I saw fire dancers was the Parahara festival in Sri Lanka. they also had guys suspended by hooks in their backs over hot coals. it was spiffy. I decided I want to run away with a circus so I can be a tightrope walker. the only prob is I'm way afraid of heights and I have almost no coordination. It would be a short career.

Hey hey Hi! Visiting with you was just lovely. We must do it again sometime. I'll be at the SG thing at Dante's tonight; maybe I'll see you there.

Until next time.

Re: Balance. Balance is nearly impossible for me. I throw myself into things 100% and neglect everything else. To an extent I strive for balance, but it's largely a futile effort. I try to add balance to my life by having friends with different views and perspectives, and balance myself vicariously. Limited success with that - I can only connect at the deepest levels with people who think like I do. So I end up sacrificing intimacy for balance. Balance: easier said than done.

why hello -- i am a dirty old man who loves aphex twin. i have a beard too. christ, i think this is the dumbest thing i've yet written in anyone's journal!!! you are just too unbearably cute and you make my fingers not work right!!! only typing dumbn things... must stop...

hopw you stop by sometime. it'd make my hour. if not day!

Your gift with prose is very energetic - like it...

hooray for echinacea. zinc and vitamin c do wonders for me, though not for all.

*confusion* as to what exactly you were "but i will"ing about (the charging up of the phone to call in sick, or the going into work despite the sickness), but either way it's a win-win. The way I see it, if you've called in sick, you more speedily recover from your illness. But if you went into work, you'll most likely be spreading whatever virus you may have, thus causing more discomfort, and we all know that few things are more gratifying than making the people around us feel just as, if not more, crappy as we ourselves do.

but seriously, please get better.

Echo you are a gem, and you know why, i'll sort out what is needed. I'm forever in your debt. x x

Mr. Rogers was Americas Longest running Pedophile Program...

It's scary to think that Mr Rogers was once a jarhead. The only idea that scares me worse is that Barney Fife was the most feared drill instructor ever to walk Parris Island. I don't know about anyone else, but I don't think I could have made it through boot camp with a straight face.

Yes, and when it rained, the ink in those books would eventually run. pooling into a vast, black ocean wherein bookworms would surf, frolic and, on the pulpy beaches, build miniture castles of binding glue.

i totally feel what you're saying, i've been feeling the same way.

ok, so i live in the midwest. just put 'midwest' in your teleport machine and it'll work! i'll look extra cute to pay for my teleportation fee's and i'm a hot date i swear! yahoo!

keep your head on the ground, and your body in the clouds