My woman lies in the other room on the bed with a book. The only words she has spoken to me since I returned from work were sarcastic or scurrilous. She claims her mood springs from our Skype chat earlier. I invited her to go to a film tonight and she asked why I liked sitting down so much. She said she'd go, but I have to go to power yoga with her in return. I told her I would not feel comfortable in a group exercise environment (which is certainly true) and she was patently offended, it seems. W...
At this moment, a techno/hip hop version of Zarozinia by Hawkwind is permeating the office from the speakers attached to the laptop of my officemate, Petr. Well, what should I expect, really, considering the abortion I heard yesterday? (Baba ORiley by The Who.) I yearn for the peace of my own office space. So ...
Strange how these days remind me of six years prior. SIX YEARS! Can I enumerate the situations which have held me in limbo since then? They are not to be numbered. They cannot be. I shall go out to smoke a cigarette, down the spiral stairs and onto the parking lot. Delivery men will watch me passively. Oh, the boss is here. What shall I do? If I have to sit here all day doing nothing important, I shall squeeze my own liver out of my torso and feed it to the bastards who make me live a life which is unimpor...
This is really just a test post, so don't get your hopes up for something deep, philisophical, lurid or otherwise interesting at all. My desk is a bordel. My brain is foggy with notions which are half-formed. I need to flee my workplace and hop on bus 49, on which I'll be sped away to a liaison (sortof) with bus 44, which will whisk me to a patch of cement which is within 7 minutes walk of my place. I should definately implement "multiple topics" per entry. I am wondering about the user interface, howe...
I have just finished a rather large plate of millet, dates, honey and pears. My stomach is relatively happy. I shall most probably be late to work again since I am procrastinating that diabolical shower thing, but no-one will say a word when I arrive. They will only place aggrivated glances on my back at poisoned times during the day.
This appears to be the first entry in the brand new, fantastic, orgasmic Fucksheep Blog. May more come with regularity. Ooouh, baby.
...In my opinion a piece of music doesn't "require" anything except that it does what it does because whoever made it did it that way. -Bob Drake > onionist (Ashley Spradlin) on November 24th, 2006 04:58 pm (UTC) > I love this quote, and completely agree. ...
> Note: The subject line is a quote from 29/1/2006 by Habosh. It's Saturday morning in the semi filthy flat I share with Habosh. He is still lolling and groaning in his room whist I sit in the combination kitchen-everything room scribbling and contemplating the tea, bramborovy salat and tuna sitting before me. My flatmate finished off the perfect *Indian Pulan* I concocted yesterday after stumbling home from one of his thrice weekly pub nights at circa 3.30 (I was already holed up in my room, covered tight...
I received books from MENSHEVIK this morning after waiting a week expectantly. I began The Long Walk by Slavomir Rawicz and was impressed from the first page. What a brilliant idea the Soviets had to give their prisoners overlarge trousers with no buttons or ties under the assumption that someone concerned with holding their pants up would be less likely to concentrate on escaping! **Music:** Neu! - Hallogallo ...
Xmas day boredom and Solnitchka inspired this. **1.** I am sterile. **2.** I have a child that I have never met. **3.** I like wearing non-matching socks. **4.** I worked in the porn business. **5.** I don't like porn at all. **6.** Genmaicha tea is my favourite drink. **7.** Very strong English (especially American) accents annoy me. **8.** I was baptised twice. **9.** I am an atheist. **10.** Capitalism disgusts me. **11.** The only things I like to do on a beach are smoke, drink wine and be in...
I have drunk so much green tea that I doubt very seriously if I could sleep even if I wished to do so. Things progress slowly in this lazy land. The days ooze lethargically from morning to night. They seem to echo each other, yet time still drags. Today was punctuated with one oddity. And a disturbing oddity it was. My parents took me out to the local cemetery to show me where my grandparents on my father's side are buried. Surely I have been there before, but the wash of bleakness the graveyard presented ...
I have drunk so much green tea that I doubt very seriously if I could sleep even if I wished to do so. Things progress slowly in this lazy land. The days ooze lethargically from morning to night. They seem to echo each other, yet time still drags. Today was punctuated with one oddity. And a disturbing oddity it was. My parents took me out to the local cemetery to show me where my grandparents on my father's side are buried. Surely I have been there before, but the wash of bleakness the graveyard presented ...
