the ah.. the fear.. the fear has finally settled in ( Read more... )

'i am drowning. there is no sign of land. you are coming down with me.. hand in unlovable hand.'

ahgods, thank you mountain goats, you man, you have encapsulated the most baddest of my escapades in tallhassle, and then went and did it again with my escapades on the furthest corner of the country from there. may the mighty booze keep you preserved ( Read more... )

there is something terribly potent about the way he sings that line. the weakerthans really get me off, sometimes. they did a song 'plea from a cat named (fuckme, iforget)' in which the first person is a cat singing to his master to get the fuck up off his ass ( Read more... )

with every exhale this wine turns my throat into some numb tube, soft and wet, and stinking of wine just barely not vinegar. the crass, the crass, they are crass. they make one bob involuntarily and speak in accents from somewhere else. i am a whore for accents, though. i imagine i'd have a very hard time overseas not affecting one. and that's ( Read more... )

och, jesus. it's grey. grey, wet, damp, seeping, dismal moldy grey ( Read more... )

i feel spooked.. i just woke up, from what i think was a dream ( Read more... )

mundane stuff. just, you know, sitting here. no adventure or nothing ( Read more... )

not with excitement. not genuine excitement at least. with coffee. synthetic, biting, acidic excitement. speaking of acid, i'm scared. not realistically, but i realised last night that if asked now, i would turn down a dose. i have things going on in such a way that i have no desire for the two week spell of everything turned upside down. and ( Read more... )

and yeah, that is the right order ( Read more... )

so we have this rooster, right? well, it's not really ours. one of the farms around here, i suppose. but this rooster, eats all the cat food and poops all over the porch. so that's not cool ( Read more... )