And a holy fool is still a fool...
This is all I can say -
I have lost my way
But you only
You only disappear...
For the SFS
Ahem.
//begin sarcastic surrealism//
Jez and Darren had me in the kitchen; it was nice if brief.
Darren jumped me in the corner shop somewhat unexpectedly - I mean, in a public place, gods can't that boy control himself? Although I found it funny when he and Polly had Ginnie in the Tesco checkout queue, if only for the looks we all had from the cashier. (Perhaps she was jealous?)
Back at Goblin Town there was a mass orgy. Several times.
//end sarcastic surrealism//
Weekend
When I was either not thinking or being someone else my weekend was very nice (with thanks to the denizens of Goblin Town plus visitors). There was games and picnics and everything.
Other than that it was a headfuck and a half and somewhat unpleasant.
Corvids lose weight and blood and feathers
It is true that all things end eventually. But many things do no end well.
I no longer appear to have a Wolf. This has ended badly.
Currently I lament many things. Most of them are none of anybody's business, but for the record I also lament being sane. It would be nicer to be truly crazy right now.
Say goodbye as we dance with the devil tonight
Tomorrow I go to the Oast. I return whenever.
Despite the fact I need to spend the next two months painting, I also need to find passable employment as soon as possible. £700 or more a month, part time preferable. This should be... interesting.
Should I fail in this I won't be homeless but I will be banished to Sussex for eternity. Either way as far as most people are concerned I shall fail to exist. Lalalala.
Corvidic mood forecast
Mostly fucked with a passing chance of ire and bitterness in the daytime turning to misery at night. Underlying confusion may linger well into the future. Unhappiness is at a constant with some instances of self harm and alcoholism - only to be expected with the sudden change of life circumstances due to that cold front that's been around all month. Overall the forecast remains bleak and cold as these moods show no sign of shifting...
I have lost my way
But you only
You only disappear...
For the SFS
Ahem.
//begin sarcastic surrealism//
Jez and Darren had me in the kitchen; it was nice if brief.
Darren jumped me in the corner shop somewhat unexpectedly - I mean, in a public place, gods can't that boy control himself? Although I found it funny when he and Polly had Ginnie in the Tesco checkout queue, if only for the looks we all had from the cashier. (Perhaps she was jealous?)
Back at Goblin Town there was a mass orgy. Several times.
//end sarcastic surrealism//
Weekend
When I was either not thinking or being someone else my weekend was very nice (with thanks to the denizens of Goblin Town plus visitors). There was games and picnics and everything.
Other than that it was a headfuck and a half and somewhat unpleasant.
Corvids lose weight and blood and feathers
It is true that all things end eventually. But many things do no end well.
I no longer appear to have a Wolf. This has ended badly.
Currently I lament many things. Most of them are none of anybody's business, but for the record I also lament being sane. It would be nicer to be truly crazy right now.
Say goodbye as we dance with the devil tonight
Tomorrow I go to the Oast. I return whenever.
Despite the fact I need to spend the next two months painting, I also need to find passable employment as soon as possible. £700 or more a month, part time preferable. This should be... interesting.
Should I fail in this I won't be homeless but I will be banished to Sussex for eternity. Either way as far as most people are concerned I shall fail to exist. Lalalala.
Corvidic mood forecast
Mostly fucked with a passing chance of ire and bitterness in the daytime turning to misery at night. Underlying confusion may linger well into the future. Unhappiness is at a constant with some instances of self harm and alcoholism - only to be expected with the sudden change of life circumstances due to that cold front that's been around all month. Overall the forecast remains bleak and cold as these moods show no sign of shifting...