I don't know what it means when Geraldo at Large does a report on auto-erotic-asphyxiation... does anyone? Kids these days. Goodness.

I'm counfuesd. How is it that when our nation is at war with terror our border officials would allow Terror Himself to gain admittance, despite the fact that he sported a chain saw stained with human blood.

In the beginning there was the word, and the word was ODIN! A price will be paid by those who challenge Scripture.

There are some days when I cannot stomach the bullshit-knee-jerk-pseudo-liberal mentality when people blindly ignore the hurt they are causing to those in need for the sake of some higher ideal. I don’t like it when people make moral decisions for others, and I can’t stand it when people claiming to be liberals do. You can’t conscript people into ( Read more... )

So the other night I was at this rave, which was in all fairness more of a drum circle 'round a fire type nonsense, and, long story short, I got a fireball kicked directly into my eyesocket--which is totally cool because I can still see out of that eye, my lashes just aint what they once were. The moral of this story is that I put myself in ( Read more... )

I had a fucked up dream last night ( Read more... )

What a creepy day it’s been. Not your normal kind of creep, but some super kind of creep. I hate my wanderlust; I hate my constant thinking. This house is in a state of unrest, and said unrest permeates and matriculates through all of us (some more so than others.) There’s no escape for me-people outside ramble on about strange sick things, and ( Read more... )

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I just have to remind myself that the third day is the worst; that this isn’t so bad; that I might still get some sleep. I hate insomnia. I hate when people talk about it lightly, it seems the trend to regard it as nothing-because everyone claims to have it-everyone claims to live with it; some even talk as though they fucking enjoy it. I can’t. It ( Read more... )

I had an interesting night, all things considered. I packed up my things, played my didg’ and waited for my girlfriend. She came, very sad she was, had to rub her feet and kiss her a lot, wasn’t too hellish. We went to the bathroom, had sex on the toilet, and took a shower. I’d finished shaving, so I got out first… the door was stuck; the knob was ( Read more... )