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Damn, the weather today was sexy.
This weekend shall be filled with doubles at work, which will make me an unhappy camper until the paycheck is in hand.
I actually purchased Ticket #1 to the Lacuna Coil show. I guess that makes me a fanboy, or possibly gay. Either way, I'll have fun.
Also on the way from the internets:
-My book "Demonic Males: Apes & the Origins of Human Violence" for the book review project in Biology class.
-This Godless Endeavor poster flag
-And, pending some jerk bidding at the last minute, a Genitorturers - Sin City CD signed by the band, one of only 20 out there.
Finally, the last matter of business is the following poem, which I have needed to write for a very long time. I don't think anyone here will understand it except someone who has not appeared on LJ for quite some time.
"Cold Black Marble"
Long we longed to lie with love
in one another's arms.
Arid North joined Southern dark,
heedless of the harms.
Thick and dusty was the air
when first we touched alone;
Twined up in the dark, we shared
our hearts upon the stone.
Into morning ho'rs I lay
dreaming of your charm.
Still, our cold black marble floor
was never to be warm.
This weekend shall be filled with doubles at work, which will make me an unhappy camper until the paycheck is in hand.
I actually purchased Ticket #1 to the Lacuna Coil show. I guess that makes me a fanboy, or possibly gay. Either way, I'll have fun.
Also on the way from the internets:
-My book "Demonic Males: Apes & the Origins of Human Violence" for the book review project in Biology class.
-This Godless Endeavor poster flag
-And, pending some jerk bidding at the last minute, a Genitorturers - Sin City CD signed by the band, one of only 20 out there.
Finally, the last matter of business is the following poem, which I have needed to write for a very long time. I don't think anyone here will understand it except someone who has not appeared on LJ for quite some time.
"Cold Black Marble"
Long we longed to lie with love
in one another's arms.
Arid North joined Southern dark,
heedless of the harms.
Thick and dusty was the air
when first we touched alone;
Twined up in the dark, we shared
our hearts upon the stone.
Into morning ho'rs I lay
dreaming of your charm.
Still, our cold black marble floor
was never to be warm.