bruiser_boy

So after a nap and some asparin for my hangover, I went to see Kill Bill Vol. 2 with my sister, Kate. I loved the film, but in a very different way than the first. It's less like Versus meets Saturday Night Fever this time around, more like Buffalo '66 meets Full House meets 5 Fingers of Death. There was signifigantly less gore this time...
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Last night, I went bar hopping with my friend Ophelia from Boston.

I got in to Portland around 3:30, and hit up the USM library for some more articles for my thesis. Apparently it was the library's grand opening following soem renovations. As I sat rifling through the periodicals, wave after wave of suits, scholars and trustees kept passing boy. At one point, I was...
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I felt awful this afternoon due to sleep problems, gloomy weather, and stress, and suddenly felt myself overcome by the need to quietly unwind and study in a familiar environment. With that in mind, I ducked into the Den at Bates College, and ordered a cup of tea.
When I was in high school, I used to at least three to six hours a week...
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I don't have too much to allow this week. I bought Kill Bill yesterday. I fucking love that movie. I'm still annoyed that it didn't even get an oscar nomination for best original score.
I've been running 2 miles a day lately, and I feel great because of it. I have so much more energy, and my spirits have been much improved.
The weekend should...
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Well, I've managed to go three days without being shot at, ( See Tuesday's entry for a rundown of the "drive by" ) so things seem to be looking up. I love living on the edge of the world's lamest ghetto.

I've been pricing plane tickets for my flight out west for the Macabre Festival LA rumble. I can't decide whether to stay for a...
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I found myself ducking for cover yesterday evening when someone driving by fired several bbs through the front window. That's such a fucking chickenshit form of vandalism. At least have the balls to get out of a car and tag the house or something.

If the snow from the other night would finish melting, one might actually think it was early spring. The grass is...
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For some reason insomnia and its after effects seem to lend themselves to composition.

-Graveyard Shift-

Ghosts of the mills haunt this town,
dead from times of greater vitality
Phantom limbs, and gaunt, exhausted children
coughing black soot like a tail pipe, they
wander the avenues in the dreams of denizens
walking along the abandoned trolley tracks,
burried beneath the cold concrete streets,
asphalt headstones...
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Being a regular at the local record store has its perks. I was just handed a free, complete, advanced copy of the new Nekromantix album, "Dead Girls Don't Cry" upon stepping into Bull Moose today, three weeks before its street release. From what I have heard so far, I like it better than "Return of the Loving Dead". Its more of a solid, consitant effort....
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Its another rainy april day here in Lewiston. I spent the morning sifting through photocopied medical and psych journals, looking for relavent materiel for my thesis, (Political Violence and The Child) listening to the Misfits, Samhain, and Son of Sam.
The afternoon looks like it will be spent making salsa and working on a writing project. I'm not quite sure what the weekend has in...
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AAAAAHH!! Procrastinated a little too much on my thesis paper!!
I am feeling hyperactive right now, and the idea of typing out 12 pages of bullshit is not appealing.
::konks head on desk::

Off to the library to look up several more sources. Catch you later, bats.