rippedandtwisted

Speech is always in excess of poetry as print is always inadequate for speech, or so I've read.
I changed my profile picture once again...I'll find an adaquate representation one of these days.
Work is...odd. The computers crashed last night and I thought I'd get lucky and have to leave, but they got the system up and running so I did my thing with the reports and accounting and other crap. And I sat there trying to puzzle out if I should start a MySpace account, it seems superfluous since I already have a Friendster account but I'd like the extra space...I want kilos and kilos of digital residence. And more damned time too, while I'm thinking of it. I work tonight then have an hour off and go back to work for this meeting. It'll be 18 hours of bullshit. I figure I'll sleep during the meeting.
I've been wandering around the site here in the tidbits of free time I have. I visited lots of SS member pages, which has been a pretty good time. I never knew it was such a complex web of relationships between SG members. A motley crew, pretty cool people though. Such intamacy and how!
I got a laserdisc machine! And a box of laserdiscs! Fuck yeah! A whole slew of cool stuff. Blue Velvet...Drop Dead Fred....The Secret of Nihm, and tons of others. Now there will be some movie being played at all times, and never shall I live without distraction again.
But one day I'll forget all of this....