fuji

im scared.

i'm drunk and oh so vain. perennially concerned with making sure people get the same picture of me that i have. maybe i just want everyone on the same page or maybe i have something to hide. if so it's well hidden, for all intents and purposes lost, or very badly misplaced.

now it's gotten sloppy and i can't go on here. things that have...
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what a beautiful face i have found in this place
that is circling all round the sun

18 years and all is well.

nothing to say, except i'm wearing pajamas that make my butt look luscious and i'm listening to ben kweller.

here's a random paragraph from random page of a random book from my bookshelf:

"to discover the rules of society that are best suited to nations there would need to exist a superior intelligence, who could understand the passions of...
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the artist is the creater of beautiful things.
to reveal art and conceal the artist is art's aim. the critic is he who can translate into another manner or new material his impression of beautiful things.
the highest, as the lowest, form of criticism is a mode of autobiography.
those who find ugly meanings in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming. this is a...
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consistency is terrific:
shark-mouth
grubby interior with an
almost perfect body,
long blazing hair--
it confuses me
and others

she runs from man to man
offering endearments

she speaks of love

then breaks each man
to her will

shark-mouthed
grubby interior

we see it too late:
after the cock gets swallowed
the heart then follows

her long blazing hair
her almost perfect body
walks down...
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sick with the flu
drinking beer
my radio on loud
enough to overcome
the sounds of the
stereo people who
have just moved
into the court
across the way.
asleep or awake
they play their
set at top volume
leaving their
doors and windows
open.

they are each
18, married, wear
red shoes,
are blonde,
slim.
they play
everything: jazz,
classical, rock,
country, modern,
as...
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heart broken

lifes not a bitch its a beautiful woman
you only call her a bitch cause she wouldnt let you get that pussy
or maybe she didnt feel ya'll shared any similar interests
or maybe youre just an asshole who couldnt sweet talk the princess

to the winddooowwwwwwwww, TO THE WALL!
to the sweat drop down my balls
to allllll these bitches crawl
to all skeez skeez skeezz muthafuckas
to all skeez skeez skeez skeez skeez skeez got dam

T3 was a fucking travesty. it doesn't make any sense that the robots should keep coming back in time to different points, and that you can somehow change the future when the future has already taken place... there are like a million time travel paradoxes invoked, seemingly accidentally. anyway the movie was god awful, but i must say it was pretty funny.

speaking of movies,...
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