August 2nd, 2004


(no subject)

woke up this morning wide-eyed, shedding a perfume of living machines, smaller than anything. swarms of microscopic nanites who don't worry about becoming obsolete because they're always engaged in self-evolution. strains of the mechanical microbes going to war against others. this fog of hate & diamond dust roiling around me like steam cascading off dry ice. in otherwords: having a girl to love you might make sleeping better, but it doesn't make waking up any easier.
  • Current Music
    crown me king- iel'svar
modern nazgul

robbing graves, dig?

there is all this junk up in orbit. stuff thats lonely, weapons left over from the cold war. i know what if feels like, discaded while still loaded. now deteriorating. trying to think up new blasphemies. in space, blades stay sharp, without the corrosive air to touch them. they're covered in strange alien barnacles, ready to slice & dice, ready to open parasitic organic-technology eyes & look upon a moon turned a third to blood. right? me & the hybrid robot things of outer space have dangerous agendas.
  • Current Music
    crown me king- calliope grinder

"why don't you click your heels together three times...& go back to africa."

you know- i hate fat women in control top underwear. you know, those fucking girls with rolls of fat hanging out over the edge of their super-elastic panties. pretty fucking disgusting. thanks for making my train ride suck this morning, barf-whore! you & goiterman should think about, i dunno, throwing yourselves on the tracks. or joining the circus. or jumping into my sphere of fucking annihilation.

okay; here is the plan. i am going to hang out with terra on her birthday, on friday. this will allow me to avoid leigh, who i fucking hate. that, in turn, will mean that i won't have to half-heartedly pretend not to hate her guts. hate hate hate. also, i like terra, so. not a hard choice, right? right! in exchange, jenny isn't going to give me a hard time about blowing the scene, & i won't resent her for letting the bitch who stranded me in minnasota stay in our apartment. i'm feeln' confident about this plan.
  • Current Music
    crown me king- the crawling chaos (shoggoth! dub)