i dreamt about my grandfather this morning..
odd that as soon as i got bad news, i dreamt of him… i don’t know what to think of the potential outcome of all …
erk..
the dream i had this morning was somewhat disturbing… there was a rather ugly argument on the board.. i wasn’t disturbed by what was said …
hrm.. i took a moment to think about this..
here.. what? here! wtf? what are you giving me that for? put it over there! fuck you! i’m doing something. so am i. you’re closer. …
Couldn’t sleep, so i wrote this:
so i was lying in bed, listening to the rain hitting the roof, which was out of sync with the clock set to the time …
this is a true story..
we’re in the new house.. pretty much settled.. its trash night.. i’m taking the bin out.. and i hear a rattling coming from next door’s …
i’m shocked..
the mountain came to mohammed today.. i can’t believe it.. they came.. they saw.. they said things that i would be upset about, if i …
i’m over it, lovey.
i want the fairies to come and finish the rest off.. there isn’t really much to tell.. i moved house.. almost.. there’s just bits and …
critical mass [a collection of snippets from the last few days]
*from M’s ICQ info: “Nothing is static. Everything is falling apart.” *from a song I saw on TV (didn’t catch the name or artist): “Forget …
polarities
worlds apart.. and thats just inside my head. but what would i know? i’m too close to read it, and to far away to understand. …
rant letter
i know you dont read this, but on the off chance that you do find it, i want you know that i think that your …
damn slippery hard things..
well i’m back, in mostly one piece.. i’m surprised i didn’t break my wrist when i fell.. rapids are fun.. oh oh.. the cutest thing …
he can’t be trusted… not even with coffee..
oh oh oh… speaking of the crazy princess.. i can’t leave him alone for less than a minute.. ok.. here’s the story… we went to …
hmm…we can’t stop here…
so Lou and i were wandering around Toowong..somewhat manic.. i looked at her.. i looked at the shelf.. she looked at me.. “why the hell …
pack your bags, we’re going on a guilt trip..
argh.. christmas plans.. i called mum, and said that i may not be able to make it down south to see them, as i have …
uh…stuff?
erg.. ok .. i’m still alive.. i’ve been neglecting my stalkers.. to tell you the truth, i just can’t think of anything to write.. well.. …
pods and words..
hooboy… talk about dreams.. in the dream i had this morning, i was in a military athletics team, who were competing in these pod things, …
wow..
sorry i havent written much here lately.. im still not very well, and im kinda in shock about the grant.. i cant think.. my dreams …
vladimir and nina
vladimir and nina went out for dinner last night.. nina is heartbroken since the KGB officially closed.. she misses the phone calls from the kremlin, …
this actually happened..
wp: is it supposed to do that? angel: no its not wp: then why did it do it? angel: you were pulling too hard wp: …