The Bastard Child of Cervantes and Ayn Rand rides again (into a wall)

Feb 04, 2007 01:24

I couldn't sleep, and when I know where this is mobile disaster of evolution in reverse gone wrong is headed I'll let you know too. THIS is a yakuza journal entry. It is trained to kill yakuzas and what's left of the sponge between your ears.

this entry is like if keeping it real went wrong involved soup.

-Listen to the ISIS' 'hym' to get the feeling for how 2006 ended cause it's the official soundtrack for staring into the abyss and those mental self apocalypses, by asking the universal question. Work went from terrible to Shitstorm royale without cheese. Basically a lack of Vitamin Bean made the world rather uneven and a lot of those demons I thought were gone, were actually waiting for my fall with pointy toed boots and nailbats. But I did end up in England somehow, keep in mind this is all backwards a bit and there will be a post with pics, and chock full of brit later. Just know it is as good and much better there. Regardless it was one of those introspective months that made me wonder if in some remote part of the world there is an island full of voodoo doctors and shamans working around the clock to bring about my doom and upon word of said doom will kick off a holiday that will rival christmas in a couple of years. I guess christmas is a bit played out.

two thousand seven has promise, at least the entertainment value thus far is decent. Congratulations boston the moon is cooler than you now. At present jack dink is goin on. As for the horizon there's some promise. Nothing right now in terms of music, but I assure you that I am biding my time in every sense of the shifty-eyed villain terminology and that something will give sooner than later.
I am by no means giving up I just wish I could montage all this down time away and get on with the ass-kicking and world domination. Artwise between this hack and the Beany there is some sort of artness on the way, affordable cheap and mass-producable so start some saving some dough, you know you should support the local arts. Somehow Rose, Vanita and all those other crazy simmons womens were going to DC for anime related shenanigans, then Sarah and now me. Good times lest I was lied to, or the government makes good on thier threats.

Not much else, this is just a line in the sand for reference, like pocket rocket boy is just a sidekick.
Wait, The Tenacious D movie was in fact the best movie ever.
Brought to you by The Red Chord (whimsical), Harvey Danger (ho '98 dang), Devotchka (damn), Doomriders, and The_Network (soundtrack at present).
and the fact I miss my two favorite kittens.

But if you know any suicidal drummers we're accepting any submissions at this point.
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