gnunat

Wow.
Time is fast lately.

More sun is smoothing the brain bubbles to normal gyri and chemicals. So much to do, but so much to wait for. It's better than yesterday {repeat}. It's nice to sweat, but it's sweeter to rub against sweat.

5'thow'er

Whaaaa...? I'm fucked... up. Not much happening...yet. Leavin' this town soon. Got a car and no job or place, but Something will happen, right? Want to party and not do any thinking....but somehow i don't think that will get me anywhere. Crazy brains. So, anyone know about an IC SG meeting coming up? Hopefully within the next month. Blah.

5000000000000000000000000000....er, i mean five thousand.

Up, up, up and down,
Turn, turn, turn around,
Round, round, roundabout,
And over again.
Son of a Gun, son of a gun,
you are the only one,
that makes any difference
to what I say.

Here is no why[, just do].

I am too horny for my own good.

Sioux City again neccesarily rears its dirty face, grinning its gold teeth (the real ones...
Read More

oh extended self...you talk too much for my meager human ears. how about i just live through the boundries of layers making it all stick and explode mushy on your walls.

enflamed moans haunt your night if flames live above you. dry-out deserts and desperate hands sigh, aghast by disinclusion. now, when blood drips through the ceiling, i choke on my own chain, and scream...
Read More

Hump day. what a virtuous phrase. today life jumps. es muss sein! a slew of messages will expedite, not overwhelm.

just saw "I [heart] Huckabees". the blanket is primed in my mind. how about them weaves of experience? the non-conciousness, purely existential has to spurt out the salient notions in common modes of perception.

get out there.

Stupid V D week, reminding us of how alone we really are. Work days and slighted nights. Been inside my apartment way too many nights in a row. Guess I got caught up with Daily show episodes.

Wasn't i going to play at the yacht club tonight? Oops. Someday i gotta get on this whole musician train thing.

So, supposedly i'll be helping some dude...
Read More

slated for destruction and reapplication. other's vamps dwindle exuberance. shafted mirrors spit-dry your cloudy monsoons to scathe the infinite sadness lurking in. torn eyes reveal little more than open megaplexes, and she empties again. i hate wrapping paper.

.

blah.

alloh peoples. long days and thoughtfulness make me tired of myself. smoking free time. parsed feelings. twilight seems to last forever. maybe my vision is carved into the moonlight.

i'm outie.

yo yo yo. que pasa? working at work again (not community service), which is good for money. but, those bastards are giving me less money than any of us expected. cheap fucks. other than that, been sleeping not enough and too much. waiting to hang with alt115 and fix 'puter con un burner. yay. not much else.

5er

hmmmm.... i don't know how long that picture will be there.

'sup cyber-storage mind projection....or...people. keepin' it real, right? yeah, me three. so just hanging out, cs'in and filling the computer with stuff to record...yay. met alt115 and had great nights. The poor woman even had to meet my fiendish friends. ah, good times.

not much else happening but a struggle to slumber in my...
Read More