Random things from my Twitter [mostly bad micro-stories]:
This is from August 2008-the time of this post. [from oldest-newest]:
"You can't put crazy in a box." and my random response was; "Of course you can! You're just not trying hard enough!" I have no idea...bwzut?
I dont know if blonds have more fun, but I know they need to use more conditioner...is that fun?
I dont know how I'll take on today. But it must be done.Now I hope nothing cracks,because it is easy to shatter it seems. Just there always.
"Hmf...The thing is most Tremere-well Kindred in general-dont have a temperment for humour...at least not the typical type..."
"...With some, you really dont want to find it out either."
"Next Monday? Back again? Like the sea; But I am just sand along the shore. And the waves came so soon." written after I died on Waterbirth.
Reminder to we to post the scary dream I had to LJ later; "What do you mean 'they come back?!'" "The dead come back, they always come back."
"But Doctor; on this planet, the dead always come back." with lots of stiff people & 'back to the wall and stare straight ahead' protection.
So beautiful, but so dangerous. Caricaturers of humanity, but so much more like concentrations. All that love & cruelity amplified to a point of unreality. Taken too far with the lose of limites. They are gorgeous & they defiantly know it. The rockstars of Kindred. But they are so much more. They are all unique in the end.
"Im still not used to this whole thing. It's been around 3 years and it still sometimes scares me to wake-up cold."
I had to force my eyes to stay open. All my body wanted to do was sleep now that the sun was up. If only my landlord hadnt left a note
Damn, what the fuck was that? I felt the rattle as I hit the ground, but I managed to kick and slide a foot farther away. I guess I need to replace my jacket now.
March 1st, 2009:
The landscape was eteral in it's beauty. The way the planet's surface seemed to glow[ed] against the contrasting darkness of space. And these shoes! Fuck, so bouncy.
"You can't put crazy in a box." and my random response was; "Of course you can! You're just not trying hard enough!" I have no idea...bwzut?
I dont know if blonds have more fun, but I know they need to use more conditioner...is that fun?
I dont know how I'll take on today. But it must be done.Now I hope nothing cracks,because it is easy to shatter it seems. Just there always.
"Hmf...The thing is most Tremere-well Kindred in general-dont have a temperment for humour...at least not the typical type..."
"...With some, you really dont want to find it out either."
"Next Monday? Back again? Like the sea; But I am just sand along the shore. And the waves came so soon." written after I died on Waterbirth.
Reminder to we to post the scary dream I had to LJ later; "What do you mean 'they come back?!'" "The dead come back, they always come back."
"But Doctor; on this planet, the dead always come back." with lots of stiff people & 'back to the wall and stare straight ahead' protection.
So beautiful, but so dangerous. Caricaturers of humanity, but so much more like concentrations. All that love & cruelity amplified to a point of unreality. Taken too far with the lose of limites. They are gorgeous & they defiantly know it. The rockstars of Kindred. But they are so much more. They are all unique in the end.
"Im still not used to this whole thing. It's been around 3 years and it still sometimes scares me to wake-up cold."
I had to force my eyes to stay open. All my body wanted to do was sleep now that the sun was up. If only my landlord hadnt left a note
Damn, what the fuck was that? I felt the rattle as I hit the ground, but I managed to kick and slide a foot farther away. I guess I need to replace my jacket now.
March 1st, 2009:
The landscape was eteral in it's beauty. The way the planet's surface seemed to glow[ed] against the contrasting darkness of space. And these shoes! Fuck, so bouncy.