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|Tuesday, October 18th, 2005|
..and she'll be the death of me.
How I've grown to love and appreciate what I have.
I saw a contributor today, a very fine one, we smoked.
Good night, good fucking night. Current Mood: Demisified.
|Sunday, October 2nd, 2005|
I've been in shock, in therapy, in love, in awe and a million other things.
Sirens, alarms, beeps, tings.. I have had my share this week. I needn't ask for more, or less.
She mistakes boredom for sleep soemtimes. I mistake her good intentions for hidden facts. How fucking weird is it when you fear for someone? fear for someone you've been afraid of?
' Did he call?
Did it rain?
Did she walk off? '
I'm sorry. He's sorry. Orion's indifferent. and It's coming soon, days where they released themselves and realised each other. Quite fucking beautiful if you ask me.
and there shall be light.
|Sunday, September 11th, 2005|
|She wakes up..
..and I go to sleep.It's been going on since we hit tenth.
I cruised for my parents' nicotine pleasure last night, nearly lost a couple of ankle ligaments to a park bench trying to pull a stunt, I might just get the brakes fixed on that excuse for a bike, heh.
WHERE HAS MY REDBULL BEEN?
Havn't written anything since Zaid, it's a fuckign shame haha..muse, time for a prostate-stimulation-cylinder now. anytime. soon.
She's having her mirror-time. Current Mood: Phlegmisted
|Monday, September 5th, 2005|
|Vitamin K abuse
..it was fun.
I'm tripped out of my fucking brain. everyone should give this a go at some point.
I fell into the 'hole' of my conscience, it was more of body trail and instable gravity that freefall, yet I sensed presence of others, I couldn't count. fun fun fun
I spoke to her on the phone as she slept in the GMT. She's on the way, a few more hours, let's see how I'm smuggling myself out of my house-arrest joke..pish pash
Toodles Current Mood: Trippinationalism
|Friday, September 2nd, 2005|
..she's coming back.
Few have left, fewer are returning. I find myself indifferent at times..Overreacting at others.
I choose to look forward to things, and overlook other.
My skin is burning, 8 to 9 hours of meditation, I got somewhere.
My eyes constantly keep finding multiple ways to embarrass me. I might be getting my hands on a sitar soon..
Soon. Current Mood: Fuxhausted
|Monday, August 29th, 2005|
|Pissibility, Probability, Getting-byility
I don't know, it's starting to get to me.
Human-nature or the unnatural aspect of humans appeals to me and at most times shocks me.
Well, oh well, apparently nothing, nothing at all..
I'll go now Current Mood: discontent
|Friday, August 26th, 2005|
|Down the drain.
So she's coming back on the fifth, only no one knows when I'm seeing her though.
I was accepted, I went to my prof to register for courses classes and cacas..but alas, there was this big fat ugly administrative hold sitting on my fucking file screaming and yelling that I shouldn't be allowed to attend until spring.
Long story short, I start only in January, hopefully by then I'd have my car and some cash in the bank from a job in Virgin, hopefully.
Zaid's almost finished, I'm liking how it's turning out, I havn't been yet molested for it's content, but with the amount of metaphor it's doused in and the riddles placed in it, I'm not at all surprised.
Everyone's coming back from vacation within the next two weeks, lets see how this fucker goes, it's gonna be a long fucker this 2005-2006 fucker..fucker.
|Tuesday, August 23rd, 2005|
I began work on the epic, Zaid.
Soon to be over.
I just missed her, I bet she was on a few seconds ago.. Current Mood: creative
|Monday, August 22nd, 2005|
One of the days where you sit around between sobriety and le tip-c-nessism.
I shan't continue abusing water, I need to speak to Her more often, for longer, She's been away for a while.
Reason..batata Current Mood: loved