with a vague regret i venture outside...

the threats of chinese proverbs lay thick in the air.

life is just fucking weird adn busy right now...

i have no clue whats going on, or what to do.

ah, the sheer force and speed at which events move leaves me more than a little disoriented. that wonderous sense of vertigo. freefalling in consciousness. out of the frying pan, in the fire. ready aim?

a well deserved paycheck spending spree.

cds:
nkvd "prolog"
gary numan "exile"
dvds:
bangkok dangerous - pretty good stylish drama. love asian hitmen movies. and asian cult films in general ( Read more... )

i love that old feeling of decent.
of placing myself in a situational that i can't escape.
letting it flow over me and drowning in it.
some seek an assurance of life.
i just seek the knowledge that i'm not dead yet...

i don't know your mind anymore.
i know your base reaction, i know the carnal drive. i can read your formative scars,
as they trace beneath finger tips. i have tasted your salient anger,
and held back your choke-breathed fears.
i know your stimuli, and your re/active responce,
but i lost your circumstance.

back from work trip.

8 days, 98 hours.

i'm dead.

gonna be out of town, and in communicado for the next 5-6 days or so for work.

see you when i get back.

Ch: Four o'clock in the morning and still we cannot sleep ( Read more... )

last couple nights i have been going through old posts here on livejournal. remembering who i was, and trying to learn who i am. what brought me here. as memories fade, they are locked here for gratuity and masochism. like peeling away a fresh scab ( Read more... )