Asta Baby
i’ve got a few lil things in the works.. i’m transferring the asta.lj into a blog, on a site of its own.. as per usual, …
Cue Chorus
i think… i think i’ve got it. “By George, I think she’s got it!”.. so anyway, after much much fiddling, this is finished.. and now …
static
never found. never lost. never heard. never seen. accuse me of what? static on the signal, i think i heard wrong. i hope i heard …
god damn. relax, would you?
why are you defending him? wtf? i’m not defending him. i’m just showing you the other side of what you’re saying. what the hell is …
because why not
mind you…. this is after i had to reinstall the system on this computer.. ah, it’s a life 😉
bowoup bowoup
redesign on the way for .f2g… it’s getting there.. if i have time tomorrow, there may also be an addition….
Funk.
time and sense. under such heat i can barely think. i have an urge to catch up with Glen, and an urge to play with …
can’t explain.
somewhere along the line (at a specific time, brought about by a specific event), i dropped into a place i didn’t/don’t want to be. i …
horror-scope
Virgo: Race contestants face a penalty if they jump the gun. Give everyone a fair chance, in spite of your obvious advantage. To the outside …
bitter pill you take you take today..
bongos, bass guitar, keyboards, and a DJ all jamming, and me with a headache brewing, and a mega-storm brewing outside, and it was fun, but …
*sigh*
incredulously hot again.. when asked why i kept walking away, all i could think of was “cause i do..” dunno. a mass of dunno’s apart …
asta news
also spent time unlocking the entries in asta di pesca. i had locked them, as that journal is one that i view as an odd …
are you listening?
pause this, follow that, nothing finds a way to make me notice it. excitation, curiousness, want to know how, find the perfect form of representation. …
Ziggy ‘an me..
it’s too hot today. currently 29.4C in the fabulous Brisvegas (according to the BOM). can’t think of what to say — odd to be lost …
babble..
amongst everything else, i got time on tuesday to go through everything in my room, and work out exactly what was stolen.. the candle still …
losing touch
don’t know where i am.. i turn around for a second and things are missing, people look different, and whatever people are there are acting …
Mornin’ Sunshine..
a missing duck, a grounded lizzard, M is never on at the same time, ditto with t – around but we never run into each …