Comments | terrorgore: i was only nineteen

terrorgore

i was only nineteen

Oct 04, 2010 01:56

winter coming in vienna. can feel it outside of this orange-walled flat, nay, orange-walled love nest am holed up in with him. him! holy mackeral!! i think you'd all laugh uproariously if you saw how spiffing this boy is for me, like somebody went in to my head when i wasn't looking & drew up a blueprint. with walled-up, heart-holed girl wading ( Read more... )

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jinxremoving October 4 2010, 01:36:20 UTC

I've experienced winter in Vienna and I'd rather not again. Um, enjoy!
Hooray for love. I am almost managing to not be bitter and cynical when I say that, following semi-recent events. But at least I know what it feels like to be that happy with someone, so long may it continue for you.
And I never got a copy of your zine. Are they all gone now?

terrorgore October 4 2010, 12:24:22 UTC

cheers yo! but if stuff goes to plan the deepest winter months will be spent further south. european winter, euurghgh. migration ahoj!
yeah, i just printed up some more! wanna trade? what with a nice fixed address here n all..

jinxremoving October 4 2010, 13:14:42 UTC

Yes yes! Except the only zine I can offer currently is Sex Industry Apologist. Of interest? I have a fixed address too! Till, like, 1 November! Oh, the times, how they change.

terrorgore October 4 2010, 13:20:33 UTC

check us ouuut, with our grownup mailboxes & shit! &&yeahyeah! i'll mail you. x

danbok October 4 2010, 06:00:08 UTC

The Magic Pudding is A+++

If you see anyone playing Footbag in Vienna, they are probably good friends of mine. Say hello, they are super nice. They play a lot in the MuseumsQuartier area.

terrorgore October 4 2010, 12:16:53 UTC

ha! i will f'sure. d'you know any folks in prague? footbag looked like big news there

danbok October 5 2010, 03:19:05 UTC

Footbag is bigtime in Prague/CZ in general.

I know some of the guys but I wouldn't really call them pals. The current world champion is from some shitbox town in the north...Jyvgeny or something...

One of the other guys from Prague (Vasek Klouda) has won pretty much all competitions between 2002-2009, except a minor glitch with a 2nd place in 2008, in funnily enough, Prague.

Poland, Czech and Finland are probably the strongest places in Europe at the moment, but my best friends in Footbag are in Austria and Switzerland.

terrorgore October 24 2010, 22:01:36 UTC

ha, apparently finland is the european capital of the primitavist scene also. ungh.

niaid October 4 2010, 07:30:41 UTC

tired, maybe, gypsy queen? rest and love and breathe for a bit, and then move again. that is your home, i think... the road.. the movement, the being-in-becoming.

xxxxx

terrorgore October 4 2010, 12:16:09 UTC

i feel that it's not. i know that i thrive off the new stimulus it always brings, but it makes me feel a bit empty to think that i don't know the feeling of the hinterland, the niche for myself somewhere, with basil plants & brightly painted walls & exciting projects & oodles of good friends just down the road. nahm'sayin? fuck the road. i want a place that's my own..

niaid October 6 2010, 03:06:42 UTC

/nods/ i know how you feel. i crave it, so much. getting occasional corners and moments of it here, that slip away when people, inevitably leave, and i am without a foundation, without much really apart from two wide eyed rabbits and a pile of books.

i wonder if you have found a lot of the things you were running from/or to...

and now it is time to go home.

xxxxx

terrorgore October 13 2010, 19:08:04 UTC

heavens to betsy yes. i've located more than google maps ever made me believe possible. & when i get tired of looking at my big, pulsating, renewable world, i have newfound ways of squinting or turning my neck to look at it from excitingly different, possibly vertigo-inducing angles. & for this i am grateful. thanks b, youre awright.

i still hellllllllll get the impression that i'm running though. the cold shiver i involuntarily shake off as i look over my shoulder, & how grateful i am that i was never a child star & little of my past is documented, & thus can be easily wiped clean from the memory slate. who am i, fucking madonna? i'm clumsy like everybody else. live with it. now i'm babbling.