Monday Nov 01, 2004

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What is it about mondays that make me want to put my .45 in my mouth and pulled trigger until it goes click?

Everything/everyone bugs the shit out of me.

Yeah on mondays I'm a real charmer to be sure.

Word to the wise, stear clear of grumbling vikings on monday.

Sunday Oct 31, 2004

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Was it the shock of the blood it self, or the the amount that shocked me most? Hard to believe a small human could hide so much liquid inside its self.

Friday Oct 29, 2004

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I spent this afternoon with B, a Czech dancer. Ah she makes me laugh, and I know given a chance she will break my heart or I'll break hers. You know those relationships that from the get you know will end in tears, and yet some how you know it will be worth every salt eye jewel.

Tonight I write.... My mind drifts down south...
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Saturday Oct 23, 2004

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Wet slick and sticky, boxers cling with our scent
why don't i stay enfolded in her arms?
as she snores those soft sounds I creep to my barn
drift into mexico
People to save other to fry
Redhawk roars, little mouse batter run and hide
a writer stalks his dream
lock up yo bitches
hide the flash
psycho boys on creep
road dog, road hard...
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marigold:
i could conquer the world with a bike like that. my mother gave my bike away unbeknownst to me while i was at school years ago. it would be the perfet opportunity to exact revenge. like bringing home gritty bads boys to spite her. "hi mom, this is my new bike. and i don't wear a helmet to ride it!"
voltaire:
oct 30 at the wiltern.... I'm the opening act of the SG live show that night......

Wednesday Oct 20, 2004

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Rain is beating a tattoo on the roof as I type, the rhythm is steady and fast like a speed freaks heart just after a big score. a 12 gauge blast of thunder rocks the window panes sending me scurrying back the ghetto gun blasts of my youth. Still all these years removed from the danger I duck and cover. I know its only thunder...
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soldatka:
if only the dead romans were contactable by ouija...but i reckon i might have done okay without them. wink Just.
corvinus:
I branded myself in order to make my excessive mind
understand the limitations of my body; to understand
mortality, and the fact that some things are permanent
throughout the duration of a lifespan,

A scarred mind and a callous heart.

The Vikings had a saying: "Wotan, replace my heart with a
stone".

I think it is one of the lines or fragments in the "Poetic Edda's"

Tuesday Oct 19, 2004

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I flew into LA to find it had been raining wile I was in Texas, YAY! My garden needs the water. I was staying smack dab in the middle of Bush country and was pleased to see more Kerry signs than Bush. There may be hope for my kin folk yet.

On a political note, we need to switch away from winner take all and...
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Wednesday Oct 13, 2004

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I'm hitting the road, going' down Texas way. I'm in need of chicken fried steak and gravy. Soak up some of my roots before returning to city of angeles.

"Everything a writer learns about the art or craft of fiction takes just a little away from his need or desire to write at all. In the end he knows all the tricks and has nothing...
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corvinus:
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darklis:
That's very true! I've never been a weak delicate cowgirl! Thanks for the comments! kiss *Ahem* Yeehaw?

Tuesday Oct 12, 2004

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Damn, I fell in crush with a Czech dancer, I'm too damn old and cynical for this but the fact is we clicked and laughed our asses off. It didn't hurt that she was 6' and in heels could almost look me in eye. Being a tall motherfucker I'm not used to seeing eye to eye with many people and almost no women.

When attraction...
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tangledupinblue:
totallly geat idea. You got to just shut the past and the many different futures out and roll with the everloving present.

Monday Oct 11, 2004

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Rough weekend... wrote all night friday, Sat I spent stripping, the paint in my bathroom. My house was built in 1907 and is in need of repares. Wrote sat night, lead a late night meeting, sanded wood sunday, went o rose bowl, found a way cool cabnet there, ended up whiped and played Shell shock Nam '67 on PS2, in a minor comma.

Ah this...
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