psychololological analyisiliis.. and what
i am so exhausted.. the meeting with Lou went for fivefuckinghours .. and we have another meeting tomorrow.. whee.. it was good though.. we got …
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.
does anyone understand?
“Letters are symbols. They are building blocks of words which form our languages. Languages help us communicate. Even with complicated languages used by intelligent people, …
well this day sucked..
yes, i’m still in babblX0r mode.. i woke up this morning, feeling incredibly ill, thanking every deity i could think of that Lou had postponed …
babble..
yes.. babble.. rather than post something deep and meaningful, or some odd snippet of my day, i thought i’d post a few odd babblish thoughts …
a lighthouse..
i dreamt that my sister and i went touristy-visiting a lighthouse… we got there, and this asian woman took my cat (god knows why i …
hmm… i came across this little gem..
..and in my half-asleep state, i found it quite thought provoking: “Sometimes I think the surest sign that intelligent life exists elsewhere in the universe …
i had my teeth dream again last night..
that just tells me that i have no control over the situation.. which is so fucking true. there isn’t a damn thing i can do..and …
up and down and back again..
i finally got hold of my sister.. they went camping for the long weekend, and didn’t tell anyone they were going. great timing…. she rang …
i am on auto-pilot..
sleep, wake, shower, dizzy, eat, dizzy, sick, shower, sleep.. the thought of being around people at the moment scares me.. not scare, as in fear, …
today… today was an odd day..
my dreams are quite insane.. intense, but insane.. i can’t remember them though, dammit..it’s times like this when i need them most.. anywho.. i didn’t …
dammit dammit dammit.
why is it so difficult to find someone on this godforsaken planet? erg.. why can’t i get in touch with the one person that could …
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 …