Feels like a fetish experience being strapped into work today. Am I working or deconstructing my life in slow mechanical pieces? There’s an engine at work here, bilious smoke retching itself out around me. The chair I’m on wheels itself around and keeps making me wondering if I’m sitting in it or watching someone else in waxen profusion attempt ( Read more... )

Terminal anguish. Some days it’s a fish market in my life: I have to avoid the stalls amid all the gutting and stench. It gets on my suit, ruins my tie, and sticks in the soles of my shoes like plastering over some cheap bed-sit wall. The telephone handset is a lethal weapon only when attacking store mannequins, who else is going to succumb to a ( Read more... )

Ok, so I have the mp3 of the new song if you want to hear let me know, I'll send you the link, I'm not 100% happy with the way the first verse sounds, but I've been backed up that the rest sounds more confident. I hate the first few seconds of a song when I feel nervous that I'll mess the whole thing up. Then as soon as I hear my voice coming back ( Read more... )

Today I’m pretty sure I’m existing just so my clothes will have someway to move. I could talk about my job since I had my performance evaluation today, but I’d really rather not be defined by my job. I come here to work so they’ll pay me. If they like what I’m doing, that just means I don’t have to worry about them looking over my shoulder all ( Read more... )

Ok, last night recorded 3 new pieces (dropped the idea of a cover in favour of an original). First song, off the bat, instant classic for us. One vocal take (nearly had my throat hanging on the floor and my lungs gasping) and it was over, but it did something we've never done before, it 'rocked.' Which we found very amusing, because we're not ( Read more... )

After this weekend I’m left not contemplating very much at all, rather. This is most likely due to the not-quite-obscene amount of drugs that were ingested in one state or another. All in all, it led to a rather mindless Saturday-Night-Out, not cruising the local queers, but rather ogling some of the chicas they show up with. Oh, and the working ( Read more... )

For no good reason I was paying attention last night when an ad for the Barnum and Bailey Elephant Conservation Fund or something of that ilk. It was a 45 second spot, and in the last five seconds it hit me: I hadn’t had a thought of the concept ‘elephant’ in so long; they were like an alien species to me. The whole thing suddenly made itself ( Read more... )

In the event of a straight thought from invading my mind this morning, I provide myself a life saver. Yes, the kind you suck on.


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I’ve been listening to the same contemptibly-childish darkwave cyberpunk CD at work for the past 3 work days. All day long it spins. The monotony of it rather quickly became a rhythm I have grown so accustomed to that, when I switched discs all I could think about was listening to the other one. The patterns of the all-too-simplistic hooks and ( Read more... )

The greatest praise I can heap upon Adam Sandler's new movie is that I didn't have to pay the money to see it. A forgettable film, with some weak jokes, and that was the thrust of my weekend. I did indulge my shopping needs, but I feel it was justified as I'm in some pain at the moment from what I hope is just a minor infection from my fickle cat ( Read more... )