oi vey…
i had a vAry disturbing dream this morning… it wasn’t a nightmare, it just dealt with an issue that, until now, i have refused to …
Category: Angelish
Angelish. Archive copy of various online journals held at various places dating from 2000 to 2003.
Read with caution – this is generally a dark self-analysis.
“ohh, but now i realise what you’ve DONE…”
i have so much to talk about.. and i should leave some of it for another time.. but for the moment, i’ll talk about art. …
framed, and wondering…
this time yesterday, i was sitting in the little courtyard at the back of the gallery.. its this tiny little paved space, that is surrounded …
pandora, eh?
“There are clues everywhere–all around us. But the puzzle maker is clever. The clues, although surrounding us, are somehow mistaken for something else. And the …
sunday, bloody sunday
i woke at midday, feeling ‘liek a bags of hell’.. so, what’s the first thing i decided to do? yes! that’s right! go play with …
time is ticking away now..
bleh.. there are so many things i have been refusing to comment on. i kinda feel like i want to talk about a few of …
uhh… needles…?
i received an odd package in the mail from mum.. sewing machine needles, and a newspaper from my home town.. i have no idea why …
black boxes..
so i went to my doctor today.. diagnosis unconfirmed. more tests. whee. end discussion. i’m waiting for mum to ring.. she rang this morning as …
oooh, procrastination
hmm.. what did i do today..? i slept in (YYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYY) i got 15 hrs sleep or something like that.. hoo boy, and aren’t i awake …
thinking of this..
i have a couple of comments to make about this thing. diary, archive, journal, whatever.. three seperate incidents spawned these thoughts of mine.. the first, …
people are funny creatures…
i spent so much time procrastinating today.. i haven’t finished everything i needed to, but it’s not really anything i can rush, it has to …
can i lend you some glue..?
somewhere in between everything that happened today, i somehow ended up feeling like Moniqe.. i want to rain on someone’s parade. i watched fight club …
piercing..
my skin is so sensitive.. i felt the needle prick the surface, push through the skin, drive forward, then start sucking back the blood… then …
“wars are never won without spies working on the inside”
eh… i tried to write an entry.. and this is the third attempt. the first one, the computer got accidently unplugged, and i lost it …
uhhh…. i dunno, i can’t think of a title…
the dream i had this morning: i was walking home from i don’t know where, but home was the other side of the city (Ashgrove, …
the return…
i’m so fucking philosophical lately.. this is the problem with my life at the moment: a huge part of me has this need to analyse …
be gentle with me
it was huge.. a huge bank of clouds.. rolling in towards the city, coming in from the east. i was sitting on the back steps, …
deliver me…..
i’m exhausted.. after 4 nights in a row with less than 5 hours sleep, i slept for 13 hours last night.. and i woke up …
bathe me…
i’m in no frame of mind to be thinking about the past.. yet its there.. right there.. front and center… after a series of possibly …