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Who Will Save the Sane?
Type O (of course)
Periodic tableware
psychotropic science fare
But who will - save the sane
some beings - just can't change
now - crawl on by - a fake - tear in your eye
and think - isn't he strange
Pseudogasmic chemistry
necromorphic apathy
But who will - save the sane
some beings - just can't change
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Mmmmm.
It's too damn early to be awake. Argh to work. The software I have to use to do my job is currently down which would be why I'm wasting time here. :) Went to bed way too late, strangely no one's fault but my own. Couldn't sleep, then had some amazing dreams. And even though I've only had like 4 hours of real sleep, I feel fabulous. I actually ( Read more... ) -
Off teh Deep End part Deux
Dear Evil Dani,
I have given your offer alot of thought, and have decided that I am going to let you "drive" every now and again. I'm afraid that I can't let you take over permanently because there's really no telling what you would do. Yet this "P"ower thing is intriguing to me. We'll see where it takes the two of us. Just remember when you ( Read more... ) -
Oh, the nose
Mother Nature is thoroughly kicking my ass. Breathing is important. Oi. I think on my way home from work I am going to have to go buy some drugs. And a new nose, because mine is red and swollen, and I'm pitiful. ;) -
Gone off teh deep end
So, this is what my head has been like for a few months now. It amuses me, and I thought I would share ( Read more... ) -
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Wow, long days, filled with stuff and stuff. Don't want to go into all that, so we'll skip to the good parts. Failed miserably with the toga sewing project. In my head it was going to be fabulous, and simple. Ha! Not sew. Literally. Apparently my motor coordination leaves alot to be desired when I try to handle a needle and thread. It was ( Read more... ) -
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I've been having rather violent bloody dreams lately. Made all the better, (or worse) by the fact that I dream in color. I think I can safely say that every person that I have been unhappy with, or has wronged me in some way died a very slow painful hypothetical death this week. Maybe that's why I'm so mellow today... -
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When I look at you
I have a dream...
We're as close as
Two lovers can ever be
But this time,
instead,
of you standing on my soul...
I'm gripping your heart
in my tightened fist
I squeeze it,
once,
twice,
blood flowing with every pulse
down my arm
to the floor
soaking the earth
Oh, I have a dream
