Olivia awoke with a terrible headache. She had barely opened her eyes when a flash of white pain struck directly between them. She squinted, creasing her mahogany brow, trying to drive the pain away. Whorls and splatters of neon lights danced in the darkness under her lids, like chanting pagans around the white bonfire of her migraine. Tears welled ( Read more... )

Since everyone is making a big deal out of today's date, I'd just thought I'd give a shout-out to my man, Lucifer. Way to go. Fear of hell has moved more asses into church pews than Christ's message of love ever has (and ever will). And congrats on the birth of your son, wherever he is. Biblical scholars say the Antichrist will arise in Italy as a ( Read more... )

It feels kind of silly always updating about music. Oh well. The Boris/Sunn0))) concert was pretty awesome. Boris was damn good. The highlight of their act was when the guitar and bass players pulled electric razors out of their pockets and used them as picks. For about ten minutes. By the time they were finished with their set, my ears weren't ( Read more... )

Boris is playing with Sunn0))) at the Wexner Center in Columbus on the 27th, 9:00 PM. I don't suppose anyone else is going? I wouldn't mind going by my lonesome, but I would also like a companion, you know, to make sure everything that happens really does happen. A witness of sorts. Right ( Read more... )

Questions from Eli. Comment to receive five questions designed to stroke your ego ( Read more... )

For all the bitching and self-indulgent pity that goes on in LJ, I have recognized a good use. It's diary format appeals to the person who is both too shy to express themselves in face-to-face social situations and yet hopes to make connections with his/her peers. You can pretend to be writing solely for yourself, post your entry believing that, ( Read more... )

I was lying in bed the other night, staring at the walls and ceiling, trying to coax sleep out of my head, when it occurred to me that for all my denial and rejection, that I am a very superstitious and (I'm typing this with a straight face) spiritual person. I mean, hanging directly over my head is a poster of Hieronymus Bosch's "The Last Judgment ( Read more... )

The surgery went off without a hitch. The bastard lied to me - the last thing I recall is him saying "Now just take some deep breaths..." before I woke up in a wheelchair on an elevator with bloodstains all over the front of my shirt. I wanted to see ( Read more... )

Ever had one of those days where it's hard to tell where you end and everybody else begins ( Read more... )

I was bored the other day at work, so I approached a cop and asked him about the ethics of using a cattle prod. He wasn't sure about it's lethality in comparison to his tazer, but he recommended I forgo the legal penumbra and just apply for a concealed arms permit. Duly noted. Still, a gun is kinda typical, while a prod is both surprising and nasty ( Read more... )