wild_zero

various experiences condensed into one - a sense of longing, long made distraught by the tide and other forms. to wait in silence as the shadow is held at bay to my self - the minutia of life marches forward, dressing itself in the colors of the long past dead and gone. reincarnation? it's not just a way to bob ross a flower in the...
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my nomenclature is distraught often, but there are frequent omissions of truth which have to be held close, like a marmot or spinach dish. think! for the love of noodles and other great things in this world, imagine for a moment, suspended in time, there you are.

it's been quite established that the schizophrenic do not assemble without regard for decorum, but the reality is...
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there was writ in this space a profound commentary on destinies and nomenclature. but it was lost by a stray link on aim. damn the fates!

aye - strange happenings. my car has been rear-ended. no major damage, just another hassle to keep me distracted and occupied from other such things.

in other news, i'm working on exorcising the excesses. i need sneakers. also, i must destroy the demons that lurk inside of my garbage disposal. without the garbage disposal, my dishwasher refuses to function accordingly.

see, entropy is always to...
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bored, bored, bored, BORED.

waiting to hear from jobs is the most aggravating thing ever. on the upside, my mail service finally came back. that was an irritating experience. i'm also freezing my arse off here since i've turned off my heat, expecting to cut down the power bill some.

i'm going to get coffee.

i am a bohemian, and this is truth, not some self-righteous pretentious crap whilst diesel shoes strapped onto my nomenclature. perhaps a tattoo of potato shall appear, but it will neither confirm nor deny the true essence of the self. it will merely be a signal of great fortitude, and perhaps somewhat scrawled above my left ankle. i will be exploring other options as an...
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well, it was a pretty surreal day.

as my first act as an unemployed person, i shall first go to the bank and obtain lots of those coin roll things. i've got more change than you can shake a stick at, and that's worth something. i will cash them in, and earn weekly expenses.

second act, i'm going to finally clean my house. what else...
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i got fired.

in case you ever wanted to know, here is a dream i had last night, which disturbed me profoundly in the morning and made me trace my roots. more on that later, but here is the dream itself.

i'm at some kind of strip club. the lights are dim and the music is loud. i feel alienated when i walk in. i am alone. i...
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another year of restlessness and want. simply put - tired of having the vestiges of peace trampled upon by interlopers and inoperable robots. waiting always. thinking of tomorrow. the sink of full of disgusting forms. the bathtub reeks of discarded hair. and yet - i threw out some trash and removed expired items from my fridge. moving at the pace of a cubic meter per...
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the zany moment
by: me

it has been a good series of events. let me explain. you see, i used to play pool in the APA league until quite a short while ago. my old team abandoned me, failing to return phone calls that inquired about joining up for the new season. so it turns out - at my watering hole, el myr, i ran...
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just onward - simply moving in step with the cowbells of the post-modern nightmare our grandparents created. with the exception of the occasional ziggurat or shamanistic ritual, all remains fairly stable and dull, like the royal fork.

no, i really don't know what happened to the tricycle.

they will descend upon my home like a nest of jheri curls and iron, those atonal species -...
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