April 11th, 2004


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so we fucked again last night- end of the world sex. we're fucking on airforce one, like i've instituted my policy of mutual annihilation, grabbed my favorite intern & headed for the bunker. its violent, again- last night's theme. i'm pinning her down & its a no means yes sort of ravishing. at least, the parts of her below her neck all say yes- her mouth, her traitorous mouth, betrays her as well. she can't keep from kissing me, kissing me with that patented candyland kiss of hers. she's fallen into me like a girl falls into a well.

you might as well ascribe magical powers to me. i'm awfully eldritch.

last night in my dream, i got awfully, door slammingly angry at jenny. we decided to skip some dinner her parents were throwing & read in bed. so i made an excuse & jenny sent her robot duplicate. then after the dinner, & her parents had left, we went in scavanging through the left-overs. there were too pieces of cake left, a really good special cake, but jenny wouldn't let me have one. she said her robot had eaten too much during dinner, & now all the food it had eaten was wasted, because robots don't need to eat.
  • Current Music
    crown me king- the last narwhal
m-ouse ears.

prince lotor's black robolion.

how can the voltron team really be described as heroes? sure, they fight off robobeasts in their spare time, but what else were they going to do. they have a giant fighting robot! the only reasonable thing to do with it is to fight giant monsters. i suppose the thing thats diffrent in me is that i've got this tendency to kick over sandcastles. voltron never did step on the castle like i kept meaning for it to do. man, the hopes of a small child. a small, wicked child. screw you voltron! rick hunter was smashing into buildings from day one! form blazing fucking sword? the sdf-1 macross will form fucking reflex cannon! man, thanks japan for having such a weird bunch of television think-tanks. who approved this stuff? who is the guy who was like "HONTO? airplane transform into ROBOT!? KAKKAOI!" (shit, now that i think about it, macross was probably sold to some suit as "a space opera with important things to say about the nature of war & interpersonal relationships." & by interpersonal relationships they mean innapropriately dating your cousin, or your commanding officer, or an alien spy who's mission is to assassinate you.

i adopted a cute lil' poison fetus
from Fetusmart! i don't know why but i was compelled to! mind control! manchurian canidate fetus!
  • Current Music
    crown me king- hyrule has too many jim crow laws.
cigarette burns

(no subject)

just had sex again. i like things in multiples of three. my sexual trifecta. i'm laying around naked in bed with her talking about mutual assured annihilation, & the next thing you know we're making out & talking with our fingers. oh how these spidery hands have wandered over the silk of her body. i pause to crack jokes about my little ponies. but mostly its the sounds of gasping & pleasure, eyelashes rasping open & shut. sweetly missionary. oh mutual annihilation. afterwords, she counts the wounds she left on me last night.
  • Current Music
    crown me king- i choose wire mother