boomhauer's all up ons
i'm in rhode island, doing some mad cool shit. by that i mean i'm doing whatev-ja. you know, the old 1-2 1-2.
errrrvbody been telling me that Law and Order: SVU was a great show. well, now i know it. i didn't reject the possibility that it was good, i just for some reason thought the reasoning behind it was rather tenuous and protracted, not to mention bourgoisie and eclectic. needless to say, the marathon on sunday afternoon of SVU episodes really helped me get a feel for the characters, their personalities and what makes them tick. not that life is a series of unpleasant occurences followed by release/conclusion, but it's great to see a huge bust go down with stabler kicking and benson punching to save a child/woman from exploitation/rape. our society makes it rather easy to demonize individuals such as pedophiles and rapists, and not that they need defense or undue understanding, but perhaps they get the short end of the proverbial dildo. you know, because they're gay/sexually confused/rapist pricks. literally.
nothingness is enveloping me as we speak. it is as if a spasmodic dwarf ("architect," if you will) has begun control of a singular mind meld absolutely. i'm not quite sure what the preceding sentences really mean. they just kind of escaped from my collective consciousness.
i'm not really cut out for winter. which is little awkward for genetics/my ancestors/god, because ethnically speaking my peeps is from places that be mad chill (again and respectfully, literally). i just can't seem to get the hang of it. its really dry and cold, in case you don't know what winter is really all about. plus, the sun is farther away than in the summertime. its wicked pale and freakish, and i can't say that i really approve of it. i must have a vitamin d defficiency (i ask you this: did i just stutter or use the letter "d?" d decide for yourselves).
ok. i guess that's enough for now. this has been a really good session. when you see your mom in the waiting room, tell her that the therapist said you're allowed to be near dogs and cats again and that there's no fear of you identifying with them and going feral and roaming in the wild eating mice and voles (voles are only in europe, so for all you "Unionists" out there, guten tag!).
errrrvbody been telling me that Law and Order: SVU was a great show. well, now i know it. i didn't reject the possibility that it was good, i just for some reason thought the reasoning behind it was rather tenuous and protracted, not to mention bourgoisie and eclectic. needless to say, the marathon on sunday afternoon of SVU episodes really helped me get a feel for the characters, their personalities and what makes them tick. not that life is a series of unpleasant occurences followed by release/conclusion, but it's great to see a huge bust go down with stabler kicking and benson punching to save a child/woman from exploitation/rape. our society makes it rather easy to demonize individuals such as pedophiles and rapists, and not that they need defense or undue understanding, but perhaps they get the short end of the proverbial dildo. you know, because they're gay/sexually confused/rapist pricks. literally.
nothingness is enveloping me as we speak. it is as if a spasmodic dwarf ("architect," if you will) has begun control of a singular mind meld absolutely. i'm not quite sure what the preceding sentences really mean. they just kind of escaped from my collective consciousness.
i'm not really cut out for winter. which is little awkward for genetics/my ancestors/god, because ethnically speaking my peeps is from places that be mad chill (again and respectfully, literally). i just can't seem to get the hang of it. its really dry and cold, in case you don't know what winter is really all about. plus, the sun is farther away than in the summertime. its wicked pale and freakish, and i can't say that i really approve of it. i must have a vitamin d defficiency (i ask you this: did i just stutter or use the letter "d?" d decide for yourselves).
ok. i guess that's enough for now. this has been a really good session. when you see your mom in the waiting room, tell her that the therapist said you're allowed to be near dogs and cats again and that there's no fear of you identifying with them and going feral and roaming in the wild eating mice and voles (voles are only in europe, so for all you "Unionists" out there, guten tag!).