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i'm due to grow into it one of these days.. and i'll get those pictures soon, i swear! i have that webcam working now, but, need to download a capture program.

haha.. how could we not document the horror that is CATPIKE?

note: Crematorium is a death metal band, i finally found their cd in a shop the other day, and it's, already, damn near my favorite metal album ever.

yes, it's name is darjum

yes you can spray me down with whipped cream and lick it off!!! where do you live? lol

xoxox csilla

p.s. i wanna taste your temptation baby

hey
great as usual.hows things
did you get that zombie record?
or check out planet of the vampires and see how much alien ripped it off.

indeed i will be uploading it all, hopefully this weekend..

I have been watching the southwest sky all night, but have yet to catch sight of your flare...

Fallen... broken... lost.
Digested into the earth,
drawn into shadow.

Excellent choice.

P.S. Start with Neverwhere. It'll knock your socks off. That is, if you are wearing socks.

Thanks for the compliments on my photos, there will be more as my photo classes continue. Working on polaroid transfers right now - me thinks this method is the one for me. It really seems to lend itself to my work. If someone looks at my pictures and doesn't say "Oh, that's cool... um... what is it?" I know I've not done my job properly.

I definitely want to read it, so I'm going to send you my electronic mail address. I know what you're saying about showing people your work. SG is the only real outlet I have for my poetry, only 2 other people have ever read any of it. I guess it feels safer here because you can't see people's immediate reactions. Speaking of:

Enter blue beneath.
Instrument raped by deceit.
Exit blue belief.

More RnR to come this weekend, Friday night my friend's band is having a CD release party, Saturday I'm hanging out with another friend, and Monday I'm ditching class to go to Six Flags with like 10 people.

Talk to you soon

P.S. My tattoo wraps around most of my left bicep.

[Edited on Jun 17, 2003]

Hey they make dummies books for everything else, you never know...

What part of Louisiana if you don't mind my asking? I actually lived in Metarie for a few years when I was growing up.

The individuals in question aren't politically correct, just sensitive to the word I think. I have to admit, it's a funny thing to be thin-skinned about. I think I'll keep the title and change the cover a bit...

trilo

Killer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
where ? when? in what?
tell me tell me tell me!!!!

Spiral, oh Spiral... my Looziana sybil... or maybe you're more of an oracle. but the sybils were always female.
xoxo. Hyena.

I feel the same way about my entries...

Sharp cone of yellow.
Paralyzed by the scrappers -
eyes intent on scars.

So... he... ate my triforce? But I was... but he... *crestfallen sigh* Then my quest is at its end - another failure. *Knecht lays down his sword and falls to his knees, a single tear slips from his eye*

No pics yet, forgot to get them from my locker at school after work tonight. Probably won't be up 'til Sunday now. My brain feels fuzzy today.

Catch you on the flipside.

hey
the show was o.k.a stylist pulled some stuff for outcast.so that mayturn up on a mag cover.great words from you as well.
i think you would like old white zombie stuff.love your new photo!creepy

Arrrrr matey Dirty Harry Rackham's the name. I pillage and plunder looking for prime booty. I JUST LOVE BOOTY!!!

Good luck on your story. Where have your poems been published?

Cool poem.
Nice Eye too.

In deference to the bright shiny rainbow firing out of your mind like a frozen bromine laser, I say the colors of the rainbow shall be the next subject to tackle. I guess that'll be 6ix all together (red, orange, yellow, green, blue, violet)

Enter red release.
Particles trapped by static.
Exit red respond.

Hmm... orange is going to suck. Mebbe this wasna such a gude idea. But now it is time to attempt my sleepings - I wish you luck in yours.

still beautiful as always

i dig no hair as well, nobody else i know seems to, everyone bitched at me for shaving it off.

In light of recent events in my life, I would have to say that honesty is the only thing that can keep a friendship going during hardships. If one person can't be honest (either with you or themselves), then that person isn't capable of being a true friend.

Barren, desolate,
stomach bloated with empty.
Destructive famine.

I've been planning to upload some of my photo stuff, but I'm just so goddamn lazy. I'd have to take all the crap that's piled on my scanner off, and that might take a whole 5 minutes. P'raps I shall tomorrow.

Merci beaucoup pour le hug. All for the best though, I did get the afternoon class I wanted and now I won't have to wake up so early. Which is definitely good because it's 3:48 for me and I still can't sleep.

Chaos and fury,
my hands are cold with your blood.
War screams of havoc.

Was it the content/meaning of the poem that confused you?