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January 2006
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Sun, Jan. 1st, 2006 09:24 pm
Careful, it's graphic! :)Collapse )

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Mon, Dec. 12th, 2005 10:51 pm

Dear Santa...

Dear Santa,

This year I've been busy!

Last month I gave nyxie a wet willie, then I took it back (-5 points). Last week I ruled Iran as a kind and benevolent dictator (700 points). In July I bought porn for lilmissnever (10 points). Last Wednesday I put gum in thatseasongirl's hair (-12 points). Last Sunday I turned ooshiegordon in for farting in church (3 points).

Overall, I've been nice (696 points). For Christmas I deserve a shiny red ball!

Sincerely,
4thwall

Write your letter to Santa! Enter your LJ username:

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Thu, Dec. 8th, 2005 11:17 am
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now,
(even if we don't speak often) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY
MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me. It can be anything you want
- good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.

When you're finished,
post this little paragraph on your LJ and be surprised (or mortified)
about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.


Ripped from madwriter, seen on many others.

Current Mood: amused amused
Current Music: "Dance Music", The Mountain Goats

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Wed, Nov. 30th, 2005 02:38 pm

Wherein I rant about writing for far too long...Collapse )

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Wed, Nov. 16th, 2005 12:01 pm

I counter colubra's horrid movie link with Sheer Genius!

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Tue, Oct. 18th, 2005 11:48 pm

The tragic tale of Purple Druid LadyCollapse )

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Mon, Feb. 21st, 2005 10:14 pm

Spring is heavy in the air tonight. That sort of negativity is infectious, the kind of cancer that makes all good smokers mouth breathers before they die. Slow rot in soft tissue. Still, sucking in life for a later explosion. It's a frightening time, machine-gun rain exploding all over my roof.

I've been shopping for a car lately. The key to a getting a good car is a slow walk up to the track, lazy, measuring the distance accurately before you plunge headlong down it towards and over the salesman at the other end. Gouge his heart out with your fingers, that's the way. I'm inclined to be practical for once. Something sleek and Japanese. My heart, though, aches for some great boat, one with fins that eats gas like a lion with a roar to match. This, I think to myself, is the car for marriage, a car to hurtle cross country in, hell bent for some desert chapel.

It's a thing you should do right if you're going to do it at all.

It's a war zone out there now. Two men gunned down in a crowd in broad daylight, no witnesses, some massive coverup. The police tape is three bands thick around a whole block, their cruisers flashing blue blue blue into the void.

What gets me, though, is how we never hear the shots. 200 yards away, gas station, 3000 miles away, Colorado, is there any difference? Violent death is wrong when it's so silent, when it creeps in like a thief and leaves brains splattered, spleens ripped, lives taken. That's all we ever seem to know of it in this America, where the ghoul reporters circle to feed at the corpse of one of their own, suckling to the teet of misery, paint faced and teary. This tragic loss of hope, expectation, talent, future glorified by cowards and miscreants. This is our media now that its heart is gone.

No, friends, we must not let it be a sad day. Do not feed these vultures. Open your windows and your doors. Breath deep of the coming change in the wind. Exhale. Let the first, long note come deep from the pit of your stomach, gaining strength as it burns through your chest, throat, explosive as it tears from your lips.

Sing with me.

---

Mahalo, Doc. It's been weird.

Current Mood: indescribable
Current Music: Camper Van Beethoven - Take the Skinheads Bowling

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Fri, Oct. 22nd, 2004 01:09 am

My eyes, my precious eyes!

Totally worksafe. There might be other reasons to censor it though.

Current Mood: scared scared

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Wed, Oct. 13th, 2004 08:55 pm

Read:

Jonathan Strange & Mister Norrell, Sussanna Clarke

Really entertaining read, highly recommended.

The Amulet of Samarkand, Jonathan Stroud

Decent young adult fantasy. Not as rich as Harry Potter, but a more grayscale hero.

The Queue:

The Eyre Affair, Jasper Fford

Flow My Tears, The Policeman Said

Others. Will update next week.

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Wed, Oct. 13th, 2004 08:15 pm

Wherein maddening ghosts assail us on all sides. Ghosts of POLITICS!Collapse )

Current Mood: contemplative contemplative

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