44 days and counting
arachnequarius:
until?
my prone and curled form, wracked with cough and simple but maddening case of the sniffles.
but i vacuumed
cold, cold, i'm sweating sickness out from under the sheets, not a loving sight to be sure
but i balanced my checkbook
i'm deep in desire, in the bones of my earth, the streaks in my sky, only my own ragged voice to hear it all...
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but i vacuumed
cold, cold, i'm sweating sickness out from under the sheets, not a loving sight to be sure
but i balanced my checkbook
i'm deep in desire, in the bones of my earth, the streaks in my sky, only my own ragged voice to hear it all...
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toolgirl:
Nice. 
Thanks for the kind words. If he goes, he goes. We had beer on Friday and I just tried to enjoy his company without worrying. We had a great time.
Thanks for the kind words. If he goes, he goes. We had beer on Friday and I just tried to enjoy his company without worrying. We had a great time.
arachnequarius:
as do bloody kisses, my precious.
oh, how long until the melancholy dissapates into fond memory - or vice versa - so hard to guage. wishing you comfort in your reflections.
oh, how long until the melancholy dissapates into fond memory - or vice versa - so hard to guage. wishing you comfort in your reflections.
have you ever seen a prize fight, wherein one boxer lands a brutal blow, the kind the annoucer winces at. and the guy just doesn't go down, doesn't drop, even to one knee, even though it's for the best to just get the hell out of there, call it a day, take the big L and a smaller ridiculous paycheck. and the other guy struts...
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merf, ugh, ... tuumptuummp. Thag sleepy, no see sun for many moon.
well, i've got some advice for you little buddy
Before you point your finger you should know that I'm the man,
and if I'm the man,
then you're the man,
and he's the man as well
so you can point that fuckin' finger up your ass
~~~
there i was, out and about on my errands, unknowing, unsuspecting. just putting tire (ire?) to road, foot...
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Before you point your finger you should know that I'm the man,
and if I'm the man,
then you're the man,
and he's the man as well
so you can point that fuckin' finger up your ass
~~~
there i was, out and about on my errands, unknowing, unsuspecting. just putting tire (ire?) to road, foot...
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trixel:
that made me laugh.
and by the way, they were pesky CLONING vampire nazi zombies. totally different situation.
and by the way, they were pesky CLONING vampire nazi zombies. totally different situation.
well, now. that little bout of melancholy seems to have abated. so i guess things are lookin up (haha, manic-depresso humour) so, still no details to tell, those sorts of things get somewhat tedious after i've run them through my head about 10 thousand times, but alas, i can't seem to stop myself, it must be fun in some way. I'll not subject you.
right,...
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toolgirl:
hold your head up? Well, try, anyway.
I gotta pay more attention when I put on hats, huh?
I gotta pay more attention when I put on hats, huh?
lyrics in my head,
burn
and
you are
~~~
House is haunted
I just want to go for a ride
Out and on
Before I set this room alight
Left alone forever and for crimes unclear
With my patience gone
Someone take me far from here
Burning that gasoline
New day ywaning another day of solitaire
House is honest
Clearly more than I bear
Drag...
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burn
and
you are
~~~
House is haunted
I just want to go for a ride
Out and on
Before I set this room alight
Left alone forever and for crimes unclear
With my patience gone
Someone take me far from here
Burning that gasoline
New day ywaning another day of solitaire
House is honest
Clearly more than I bear
Drag...
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need a change
email will be checked
it is what it is
later
e
email will be checked
it is what it is
later
e
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woodstock:
Woo, your name change threw off my friends list and I was confused for a moment. Hope all is well.
arachnequarius:
hey you ~ hope that you are okay. sending you warm and loving thoughts, as ever.
i am a broken dinner plate, imitation china, oddly symmetrical pieces in silent immobile explosion from the center.
i am the bull, sightless and plodding, gentle and slow, and destructive.
i am the bull, sightless and plodding, gentle and slow, and destructive.
tomorrow determines much for the immediate future.
will i do well?
will it be enough?
can i make my own space?
should i stay to do so?
how long til i go?
what stops me?
am i running?
how far?
~~~
when cats blink languidly at you, it's not as we think. they say i like you i love you, you are no threat. blink...
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will i do well?
will it be enough?
can i make my own space?
should i stay to do so?
how long til i go?
what stops me?
am i running?
how far?
~~~
when cats blink languidly at you, it's not as we think. they say i like you i love you, you are no threat. blink...
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chloe:
No adventures, unless you could navagating a huge Uhaul uphill through snow. But I wasn't driving, so thank goodness. Things have been mellow so far. I think I'll have to bust loose soon!
toolgirl:
It was actually zero at Whistler! Then you add the wind chill. Now that WAS cold!