Don't wallow in the pigs
for the muck is a thousand flames.
Eat once of the trailing vampire string carts
and you will
you will
to their sky pickles
which engulf
engulf the sea and its tree with the faces.
Paper burns.
As does flesh.

really really really knackered. The week has caught up with me today. Work was insanely hard today, not that it was much more to do than yesterday, just that my body was rebelling something shocking. At least it's only 7:30-3pm tomorrow and should be fairly quiet as all the northeners on site (there's a lot of them) fuck off home early to get ( Read more... )

Yes, I'm still around. Started working on a construction site last thursday to pay the bills while waiting to get a real job. I'm a muck shoveler, I shovel muck to give to the muck spreaders. Yes, 8 years as a UNIX admin and I now mix concrete. I move a few tonnes of sand, cement and water a day. Fun ( Read more... )

urgh. I feel bad.
Blues jam at the boatrace, blues jam at the haymakers, party, beer, my mothers homebrew red wine (vintage march 2003 no less), too much to smoke. And that was just last night.
This weekend has been rather full on. I might take it easy for a couple of days. Maybe.

I've just seen Ministry, the murder dolls, marilyn manson, HiM and Iron Maiden (plus a couple of shite bands I can't be arsed remembering).
I also stowed away on a bus to get back to cambridge tonight so I don't have to spend the night alone.
I'm a happy little bunny.

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How the fuck could I forget about the psychedelic furs for so long.
I'm in little erik heaven right now. Lots of the furs on vinyl.
*drools*

Umm. Wow. Long time. Wednesday night was Skelliga at the Buffalo Bar in islington area. That was ace. I'll upload the photos I have from the gig ( Read more... )

Truth is a gargoyle. A hulking beast with a heart of stone. Any significantly ( Read more... )

There was once a young Englishman living in colonial India during the time of ( Read more... )