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Monday, May 01, 2006

when fruit goes bad
Current mood:

dirty

'nough said.

-d

Currently listening:
Relationship of Command
By At the Drive In
Release date: 09 November, 2004

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Monday, May 01, 2006

yo! yo!?
Current mood:

giddy

yo! yo!?

where are the interrobangs (look it up) on the keyboard? anyone?
cause that's what i would have used at the end of the title in this particular narrative.
punctuation awesome or not?

the case for:
yes. for one thing they have the coolest names, such as the aforementioned interrobang, ampersand (my personal favourite), asterik, circumflex, apostrophe, hyphen, tilde, etc. also if it is used correctly it can greatly add to whatever you're trying to convey! see...

the case against:
not it just meens i has to study + learn more taking up valueable space in me brain that i can use to remember other stuff stuff like where i is left me keys + or wot i have planned for 2morro n so on and if u use it in wrong place people could be critical of u txt msging rulz

and the winner by a landslide:

for!!! punctuation is totally copasetic. bam!

hasta el mañana

microsoft paint w/ mouse

-d

Currently listening:
And the Glass Handed Kites
By Mew
Release date: 18 October, 2005

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Thursday, April 27, 2006

rules of SX!SCUM
Current mood:

happy

rules of Super Xtreme! Social Club of Underground Marblers

#1 - the first rule of SX!SCUM is, you do not talk about SX!SCUM.

#2 - the second rule of SX!SCUM is, you DO NOT talk about SX!SCUM.

#3 - if someone says stop, hyperventilates, cries, the match is over.

#4 - two people to a match (unless you feel like more).

#5 - one match at a time (per area).

#6 - no ties, no rings.

#7 - matches will go on as long as they have to (see #3).

#8 - if this is your first night at SX!SCUM, you have to play.

ms paint and mouse (you gots to love it)

-d

Currently listening:
Every Day
By Cinematic Orchestra
Release date: 28 May, 2002

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Thursday, April 20, 2006

rubik's cubed
Current mood:

cheerful
Category: Art and Photography

rubik's cubed

33.69 seconds. my personal best on the famed rubik's cube. the trick is not to follow the layer-by-layer method, this will just cost you time as you keep doing then undoing sides... sloooooowly getting there. i used the Petrus method for that personal best, conceived by Lars Petrus. though he himself has obliterated that time having won the Swedish Championships and coming fourth in the 1982 World Championships, during the hey-day of the sport (do you mind if i call it a sport?).

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you don't speak much do you? ... a bit of the silent type... mysterious... i can't shut myself up when i'm stoned. i'll just talk complete and utter shit, and i'll know it at the time but can't help myself and will just keep talking and going off on complete tangents. each to their own i suppose... go on say something.

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remember that time we had a race from the pub all the way home, at 4 am. all the shortcuts we took, running through apartment block backyards, scaling small cliff faces, jumping over fences (and that one where the dog chased us though the backyard). trying to jump between rooftops. fuck that was funny. ha!Ha!HA!haaa

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and then when we finally got back, tired as all hell, we just got some beers and sat on the roof. watching the shooting stars and relaxing. until J got home about half hour later and brought out the tequila and shot glasses. convincing us that we needed to go back out into the city to find some bar that was open. back at the judgie, where you're always welcome unless you are obviously too messed up. he!he!

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yo-yos. they were cool back in the day as well. had all sorts but my favourite were the old-school coke ones. never did get too good at those. well, not as good as at the rubik i suppose... how about that weird eye poster at Tysons party that one time. man i'd hate to be the paranoid type. that guy what's his name? you know the one. t something... tiii... taaa... trroo...

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Aidan, thats it, Aidan! man he was freaking out big time. remember that? the scottish guy. you know him. he was at that warehouse party in chippendale as well. the party with the giant plastic chairs. he tried to pick up Shelby, the canadian girl, just before freaking out and that in turn freaked her out a bit. she spent rest of night just avoiding him. haaaa good times, good times!

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microsoft paint and mouse

-d

Currently listening:
Yanqui U.X.O.
By Godspeed You Black Emperor!
Release date: 19 November, 2002

11:30 AM

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Monday, April 17, 2006

1806, the shoot
Current mood:

indescribable

1806, the shoot

she had a fading tattoo on her upper right arm of a rose surrounded by nine leaves. posing in that corset like someone who had somehow lost themselves in time, harking to a bygone era where women (ladies, girls, femmes, whatever you want to call them) would wear corsets. that is, if they were anyone in society they would wear corsets. her breasts being thrust out at anyone around as though they were begging for attention, and this they did get. though most were discreet in their furtive gazes at said cleavage.
in the next scene she would be posing as a mermaid. she was glad of this fact, at least she would be able to breathe properly then. 'how could they do it back then.' she pondered 'i mean most women back in those days had a bit more meat as well and weren't waif thin as most models these days.' a few more slight adjustments to her pose, a wicked smile coming across her face for the camera. 'fuck it!' she thought 'the money was definitely worth a few moments of agony. plus it did make her feel sexy.'
-'now turn to your left and tilt your head back a bit' he said to her.

-d

Currently listening:
Facing Future
By Israel Kamakawiwo'ole
Release date: 01 September, 1993

4:20 PM

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Thursday, April 13, 2006

chapitre XXII
Current mood:

cheerful

CHAPITRE XXII

- Bonjour, dit le petit prince.

- Bonjour, dit l'aiguilleur.

- Que fais-tu ici? dit le petit prince.

- Je trie les voyageurs, par paquets de mille, dit l'aiguilleur. J'expedie les trains qui les emportent, tantot vers la droite, tantot vers la gauche.

Et un rapide illumine, grondant comme le tonnere, fit trembler la cabine d'aiguillage.

- Ils sont bien presses, dit le petit prince. Que cherchent-ils?

- L'homme de la locomotive l'ignore lui-meme, dit l'aiguilleur.

Et gronda, en sens inverse, un second rapide illumine.

- Ils reviennent deja? demanda le petit prince...

- Ce ne sont pas les memes, dit l'aiguilleur. C'est un echange.

- Ils n'etaient pas contents, la ou ils taient?

- On n'est jamais content la ou on est, dit l'aiguilleur.

Et gronda le tonnaire d'un troisieme rapide illumine.

- Ils poursuivent les premiers voyageur demanda le petit prince.

- Ils ne poursuivent rien du tout, dit l'aiguilleur. Ils dorment la-dedans, ou bien ils baillent. Les enfants seuls ecrasent leur nez contre les vitres.

- Les enfants seuls savent ce qu'ils cherchent, fit le petit prince. Ils perdent du temps pour une poupee de chiffons, et elle devient tres importante, et si on la leur enleve, ils pleurent...

- Ils ont de la chance, dit l'aiguilleur.

pour Celine :)

exerpt from 'Le Petit Prince' above

-d

Currently listening:
Lift Your Skinny Fists Like Antennas To Heaven
By Godspeed You Black Emperor
Release date: 07 November, 2000

9:46 AM

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Tuesday, April 04, 2006

fireflies
Current mood:

okay

fireflies

i used to catch fireflies when younger, there was this paddock out by my grandparents farm where they could be found after dusk every night during summer. my cousins, friends and i would spend a lot of fun times there in this expanse by the edge of the woods. coniferous trees lining the edges and therefore our boundaries as we wouldn't dare venture into the woods after dark. even though during daytime running, hiding and playing in them posed no problem, with our homemade swords and slingshots we'd fight off invading enemies and keep them off our kingdom. always after that one more victory before summers end.

we'd bring jars on those summer nights, with a piece of material and a rubber band serving as lids, to use as holders for the fireflies wed catch. these would be our castle lanterns, lighting up when the fireflies mixed their luciferin, luciferase and adenosine triphosphate with oxygen. our castles were four metres high, made up of stacked bunches of rolled up vines (like hay rolls. we even had two haystacks in the distance which were our outposts) that our grandparents would keep all year round after pruning their numerous vineyards. we would then climb our way to the top and arrange the battlement with alternating single stack merlons and crenels. raining our arrows down from in-between the merlons at the advancing army with our homemade bows.

not once during all those years did we lose a battle. we were unconquerable, the product of too much imagination given free reign on those great outdoors we made into our own worlds. running wild, hurting ourselves once in a while only to get up again and run some more.

-d

Currently listening:
The Throes
By Two Gallants
Release date: 18 May, 2004

10:05 AM

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Friday, March 31, 2006

blimps!
Current mood:

cynical

blimps!

falling out of blimp with no parachute. what can i say? it's not a hobby!

here is the message i'd received just an hour or so earlier:

'eu tenho a sorte de uma pessoa que vai cair de costa e quebrar o nariz.'

attached was another piece of paper with a much longer coded message, also in Portuguese. by the time I figured it all out I f i had minutes to react. so here i am falling out of a blimp with no parachute.

-d

Currently listening:
Return to the Sea (Dig)
By Islands
Release date: 18 April, 2006

4:24 AM

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Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Audrey and I
Current mood:

indifferent

Audrey and I

we go way back. we met on the set of one of her movies, 'Roman' something or other, back in 1953. i'd like to think it was love at first sight, she was just the most strikingly beautiful girl i had ever seen. all was happy and rosy for a while, we travelled the globe together, we partied (oh! did we ever), we dinned, we danced, we romanced.
then inexplicably a few months into it the headaches started, just mild migraines at first. i'd forget some time, just completely miss it, a few minutes a day first. gradually these migraines started getting painful and intense. i could go missing for days then, eventually days dragged into weeks, months and then years.
i was still as young as ever as though i was travelling through time, not just passing out with the headaches to wake up later. this doomed our romance. for the first decade or so we'd still meet up and hang out but... things change. when we met she was twenty three and i twenty four. but by 1966, the last time we met, she was all of thirty six while i remained as though still in my mid twenties. this could not go on, it was just to bizarre and weird.
i went through a deep stage of depression after the moment finally arrived when we made said decision, but it was for the best. i could not love again while people around me were aging and dying at a much faster pace. not as i watched them die (or so i thought) right before my eyes. i was afraid to get close to anyone.
so i moved to london, hung out with Brian and Jimi mostly back at Edith in Chelsea. that time was also a haze, in more ways than one, even my waking moments then were on some drug and so flew by just klike all the other time i was missing.
last time these migraines occurred was a few years ago. i registered my birth in 1977 and am going from there. i am 28 years old at the moment. i am ready to live for the now.

-d
(all apologies to Ms Audrey Hepburn, her family and fans)

Currently listening:
Skeleton
By Figurines
Release date: 07 March, 2006

12:25 PM

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