feeling better now. its all just a bit weird i guess. always is. don't know if I'll end up at the funeral, depends whether Liam can get out of work or not. he had his WAAPA call back today; seems that encompasses the top 21 in the state, so I'm pretty proud of the bunny. Now he's just got to be one of the 5 or so they select from WA. its a brutal ( Read more... )

now its just a creeping sadness, lingering. but I don't really want to talk or not talk or scream or cry or laugh. I just feel an absence, one I can see for its momentary substantiality. soon life's continental drift will begin to efface this emotion, singlularising memory into a lying coherency. it doesn't feel like that though. images drift ( Read more... )

My brother, while watching the latest piece of Snoop Dogg/Pharrell shit hop ( Read more... )

The sun casually drifts over a slow moving spring morning. Summer hangs in the air, reeling with anticipation, and I stare blankly at a computer screen, waiting for a moment of contact with the outside world. I'm pretending to do work, looking out the window for the 5th time in the past minute. And I'm gripped with this quasi-claustrophobia. I need ( Read more... )

See, this is why the Simpsons are/were fantastic. This little exchange seems creepily and depressingly applicable these days ( Read more... )

Want to see one of the more impressive bits of movement you will ever see? Well download this:

http://www.nata2.info/humor/movies/kolla2001.wmv

And check out the guy in the orange jumper. Its fucking amazing. I especially like the strobe light effect bit.

Alright, you want weird links to break up study? Then try this.

http://www.fat-pie.com/salad2.htm

Its not so much funny, as fucked up. seriously, unnervingly fucked up. My brain's still a bit spun.

Alright, now I may have explained to some of you the fact that my ( Read more... )

you seemed so happy tonight. And for the first time in a while, I felt like I was missing something. not from you. but a feeling i want to recapture ( Read more... )

Woo! Thats 4500 words of english thoroughly expunged from my life. Ah, what a wonderful discipline it is. Any essay where you are wholly expected to use words like entelechial, narratological, apotheosis, heteronormativity and synecdochal while talking about imagistic reorderings of a representational economy works well for me. Although as it goes ( Read more... )