ionno

when it comes on, I always have advance warnings, but for some reason, I never see the warnings until I look back.

The nausia and waves of sensation break the helplessness, and the moments of pure relaxed bliss break the inescapable bleakness. The cigarette in my hand was not precieved, and the waves emminating from the wrist drown out all other sensations, real or precieved....
Read More

Just got in from Mardi Gras.
I camelbacked that motherfucker with redbull, gatoraid, and everclear.

it was better than anything else. pictures, kindof.

Um yeah. So I got this membership, strangely after I attended an SGATLiens party down in cabbagetown. I had heard something about costumes, so I showed up in an orange prison jumpsuit for the hell of it, while it seemed that most the rest of the guys had dressed a buissness casual. Rock. Was fun stuff, got to spin fire and make fireballs outside. Frightened...
Read More