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there's no proof of you!
dreams about Bourek ≠ good mental health. ah, you know ( Read more... ) -
krev vře jako láva, lev řve jako kráva
for the past two weeks, the weather has been strange. i walked home late one day from the library and it was misty and really just creepy in a lurid, Gothic sense; it was the kind of night that makes you think of headless horsemen and Dracula turning English maidens into bloody nymphomaniacs. i walked past all the dorms, these very mundane ( Read more... ) -
i'm the only member of my generation
my toes are crooked from sitting inside my shoes. i'm a fan of slippers, which is one of the other things i admire the Czechs for [apparently Czechs are surprised to hear that i admire them for certain things]. i wish we had a culture of slippers; slippers are either novel and funny, with bunny or frog heads on the fronts, or slightly pathetic, ( Read more... ) -
dada poetry in your inbox
JOSEF SNELL to novaman71, novaprime, novastarit's atmospheric on tuneful ( Read more... ) -
so, anyway.
this is just a way i'm trying to make sense of something that confuses me. i don't think it's the only way to view the hurricane, and even i find it a little ludicrous in parts. but here.
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misonou made this long post, a week or so ago, questions about the hurricane, and i tried to clarify, not because i know anything specific about the hurricane or ( Read more... ) -
i have an enlightenment hangover
occasionally, i feel like i really don't get enough credit for just existing, for surviving nearly nineteen years as a relatively sane, morally upright, intelligent being. i'd like to start a support group for Survivors of Post-Industrial Society, for people affected by [including but not limited to]: the information age, the Internet, capitalism, ( Read more... ) -
ideš ticho ako vrah!
because i watched those videoclips before i went to bed, i dreamt last night that i was lost in Bratislava with my little sister.
because i like to translate songs, because i love this one, because somehow it reminds me of my street in Chicago, and also everywhere else i've been, all manner of nostalgic associations.
( na mojej ulici / on my street ) -
život je krátky, oh ho ho
i found these videoclips on the Živé Kvety website, which i hadn't seen before. Živé Kvety is probably what i would call my favorite band, even if they are completely not-famous, from a completely not-famous country. their guitarist emailed me last year, he found my livejournal through Google, he said something like he was happy that even if nearly ( Read more... ) -
no tak.
so i've been at school for four days now, classes have started [although i've had schedule trouble and haven't been able to get to a number of them], everything is unpacked, everything is in order. the Bulgarian roommate didn't show up, she has her own room in another building, so i'm alone. i've pushed the two double beds together. i also put a ( Read more... )
