T'was the night before Christmas, and all in this house but one creature was stirring...

Flurries are gathering outside. And although I grew up in the tropics, there is something quite nostalgic about this scene. A Gift from the Faeries. Long nights spent at Jessica's house come to mind. Waking up one day to see her whole backyard covered with a ( Read more... )

1. Pick a band and answer only using the band's song titles: Cradle of Filth
2. Are you male or female: Lord Abortion
3. Describe how you feel about yourself: Ebony Dressed for Sunset
4. Your best piece of advice: No Time to Cry
5. Describe your last relationship: Sodomy and Lust
6. Describe your last or current crush: Filthy Little Secret
7. Say ( Read more... )

The party at Matt and Cory's went splendidly!

Among the glorious attendees were Amanda & Austin, Dan, Olivia, Caleb, Joey, Jason, John Arterbury, the Norris brothers, and Christine. I'll let the reader's imagination soar from there.

There was, however, an eye-catching movie playing: "Equilibrium", which all those reading this post right now must ( Read more... )

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I want to be a Hitman. No, make that 'Hitfag.' I want to bring a new face into the world of contract killing. I don't want to be a petty killer who is motivated by emotion. No, I want to be motivated by principles and by my own brand of ethics. I don't want to be a Lee Harvey Oswalt. No, I want to be the Gavrilo Princip of whichever cause I choose ( Read more... )

Modest Mouse covered Slayer's "South of Heaven" and Cradle of Filth is nominated for a Grammy? Bah, what is this world coming to...? Ye ghouls! Most interesting turn of events indeed.

Nay, 'tis truly the reason for lamenting this season. Oh Dido, you're fate was much worse than the curse of Sardonicus choking on his own saliva. Brueghel did you ( Read more... )

Yesterday was fruitful. After a nap that lasted more than half of the daylight hours,

(I've realized that I have a tendency to live out the nosferatu lifestyle during the holidays; "bah! humbug!")

I headed down to Rice Village with Olivia. We checked out Cactus Records, Planet Anime, and Borders (where I purchased my own copies of Jude the ( Read more... )

One nation under the gun where forward thinking is shunned,
A morbid tradition of archaic value systems where violence, justified,
Is just another pride.
Under the surface lies a holy plastic empire with guarded golden fences,
Where misfortune shelters decisions
A pain wrought from blood flowing green: the myth of protection is a sick fascination
A ( Read more... )

I wonder if my increased boredome with the daily tragedies that befall my contemporaries is not good for me. I wonder if an increasingly jaded state is a portent of my inevitable 'dehumanization.' I should be above all this-- at least, that I'd like to fancy. Frequently I dread that, should a friend die, I would not shed a tear for their passing. ( Read more... )

My reputation as an extremely irate person is by far the biggest understatement in my pseudo-illustrious. I look around, behold the filth and decadance prevalent in this gruesome society, and perceive it as is: filth. For years I have wasted space with aeons-worth of odious rantings, incessant ramblings, stark ravings, grim mutterings, and inane  ( Read more... )