This weekend was undoubtedly an interesting one. While it was most definitely taken on with heroic measures of enthusiasm, I am fairly certain of a good number of decisions/inactions which were perhaps less than replete with tact.

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I've just been to the Slimelight, where I got completely and utterly mashed. (Whey ( Read more... )

Which is more ordered, the empty page, the endless sea stretching to the horizon, the limitless posibilities of the unknowing, the unpedictable, or the story, the harbour, the intricate and minute reality of truth, certainty and sureness. Verbosity and silence challenge each other to a duel for which holds more meaning, while both ignore the ( Read more... )

Another successful night's testing. I'm not quite sure how many bottles were "tested", although I do know we ended up drinking in our new uber-cool "ancillary room". However, whilst extremely effective at rapidly procuring passing-out space, in retrospect I think my intervention with a nearby riding crop in to the debate on who was going to do whom ( Read more... )

We started the preparations this evening by testing the wine. After testing four bottles results are inconclusive, experiments are due to be resumed tomorrow. However, in between our rigorous testing schedule we manged to make several other enhancements, including adding a customised ancillary room to the flat. For those of you "familiar" with the ( Read more... )

If I could die right here today
Lay down my arms and walk away
Don't hold me down, I won't escape
A willing victim of your rape
In surrender is no peace
No forgiveness, no release
Though the battle rages on
This is not me, for I am gone

Mmmm, but I guess,
I'll save the world today
I'm just trying to survive
And perhaps I'll dream again
But I will find my cross
And I will take us home,
Mmm, but I guess
I'll save the world today
I'm just trying to survive
And perhaps I'll dream again
But I will find my cross
And I will take us home
Mmm, But I guess
I'll save the world today...

I'm so tired - all I want to do is curl up somewhere dark and go to sleep. Everything else seems all too superfluous.

For there shall be sent flames of cleansing fire and their computers who did arrogantly recompile in the very throes of Devil's Drink and reckless muntedness shall burn, burn, burn in to the ground ( Read more... )

It appears to be Sunday evening and a pleasant lack of clarity testifies to the weekend. Easily the most over-the-top weekend I've had for a while, but then that is precisely the way I like weekends to be :-)