Thursday, March 16, 2006
Brought to you by the 'Soulreefer-Sleepymaggie Timepass Club'
K - Squirm all over your what? Stop speaking to me like this, you’re making me feel uncomfortable.
G - Would you like to go away with me?
K - Where to..
G - A place where it wont be possible to find us.
K - We’ve never been found to begin with...
Have a light? I need a cancer break..
K - So.. what was it like when your mom died ?
She was just like any other woman to me.
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G - If you could kill any one person in the world and get a wish granted in return, would you ?
K - Yeah. I'd probably kill someone who needed to be killed...
G - No. Suppose you had to kill someone you knew and maybe even liked... ?
K - Arg! There should be a law against asking these questions.
G - There are no laws... pass the J...
K - You know sometimes I feel dulled by your sharpness, blank in comparison. I wish you'd treasure the veil you've pulled from over my eyes...
G - Youre like a caged animal, somebody must have changed you, it's like youre jaded, you were different when we first met.
K - I change with the seasons...
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K - Oi Sparky, am I really the best thing thats ever happened to you ?
G - No, but if I could, I would paint words for you in the sky..
K - What shit! Like thats supposed to make me feel better ? Words in the sky ? You're one of the most pretentious people I've ever met.
G – And you love me. : D
K - I love the way I feel when I'm with you. I love being with you, because you see past me and through me without hesitation. I'm deliciously ignored, therefore uninhibited. It's as if I'm looking into a mirror with my eyes closed….let me count the ways I thrive on your absence/presence...
G - Shut up, you're destroying me.
Friday, March 10, 2006
You complete me, Sir.
But for now, I will look after the Marijuana sapling he leaves me tomorrow.
He is to me what bullets are to a Desert Eagle .44 magnum, , what a beer belly is to Homer, what nose jobs are to MJ, what Gabbar is to Sholey, what the batterypack is to my Lumix-lx1, what the midnight sky is to a vampirebat... So undeniably vital it almost hurts.
You complete me, Sir.
And in reference to the weather... it rained at dawn today and I woke up to the smell of wet mud. Bliss. There was venomous thunder in the afternoon while I was molding lumps of terracotta which was followed by a cold and slimy maggot festering belly of a rotting wild boar evening...
The vase BOT bought me took a suicide dive off the shelf when I wasnt paying attention. I picked up its remains from my marble floor and placed them back on the shelf near Hellhammer. It isnt time to let go.
It will never be time. : )
Sunday, March 05, 2006
Symbolic
'Shit , I can't cut a girl... I could... I mean, I would, but...'
I understand. You'd be broken, because that is symbolic of the barriers you support yourself on.
Thursday, March 02, 2006
Continuation of Survey Treatment for Mr Entry
Knock me out by Linda Perry and Grace Slick.
(Note latent obsession that will be potentially annoying to persons with limited patience)
Current Personal Issue -
I can never find any cookies in the word-cookie-jar during snacktime.
Last movie seen -
Crash. Woven and directed extremely intricately.
(On account of being severly baked during most of this brilliant movie, new tickets must be bought and made use of.)
Accomplishments for Feb 2006 -
I'm trying, trying really hard and failing...
holding back...holding back... holding back...giving in....starting over. Being a foodie is a bitch.
A bouquet of gasses in a bulging female abdomen. My first tattoo drawn yesterday, for BOT.
Current support system -
Calvin and Hobbes save me in a number of ways almost every day.
Bedtime Prayer -
'God bless Cetzine. Thank you'
Details of last imp meeting attended -
(Time - 2:48am)
Parties present:
Ms K. Nagpal.
Agenda:
Guitar lessons for technique, advanced pottery course and appt to complete tattoo on left arm are in order.
Details:
2 month pottery workshop will commence end march, tattoo appt scheduled for next week and guitar lessons the week after.
Meeting adjourned.
(Time - 2:49am)
Personal fact -
I've discovered that molding clay makes you forget the knot thats been present in your stomach for as long as you can rememeber. So does feeling skin on skin. *insert pleasant explicit memory here*: )
General fact not many are aware of -
Men were women for the first 6 weeks of their lives in the womb till the chromosome kicked in and THATS why they have those tiny useless nipples on their potential boobies. : o
*No furthur questions will be asked or answered henceforth in this entry. *nod**