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long time no talk. so i'm almost completely moved out of the village, and we moved to a place one block away, into geriatric village. but hey, geriats (as i refer to them as) are generous, lowly peeps, wasting and melting away in the days of summer. the young little fat princess sevigny is as toxic as ever, pushing out green doodies and making awful grimacing faces of love and anguish. there are people out in this world for who i am losing touch with, this is a sad realization. change this people, for you low-lives have more control over your own lives then i of my own. there are very few things in life worthy of a lj mention, but of the few is the enticing and ever presence of GRAILS NATION on my mind, which is hitting the bowels of the uber-hip and disgusting austin, tx on thursday, may 3rd. i am so in love with grails, that i personally will try to rub cocks with emil amos. there are also very few things that i love, that only a few have ever received a cock rub. as for life in the blue, it is nihilistic, i delivered a dead baby last night that belonged to two 17 year olds, mommy a meth/crack head and daddy a fucking loser clinically diagnosed schizophrenic, with a righteous pone (being a mighty ponytail). the lifeless tiny fetus was infected and bruised, after selfish mommy pushed like a child to get the demon seed out. ultimately sickened by the couple of degenerates, i am fully positive this is a prime example of some pagan god(s) doing their deed to society. the irony is the dead baby jokes from the days of high school. oh irony, it will be the ruin of me. leaving on a positive note, the flower travellin' bands "unaware" is the most amazing opus of a japanese man singing extremely high pitched jap-like amazingness. on the final ending note, writing has commenced on my uber-pretentious road movie, solely involving the sounds of sunn o))) and hush arbors, and possibly a bit of dylan nyoukis and the likes of newcastle beer and bubbly depressed tummys. i love you all.