This journal is a churning mass of obsolescence; the stories are still all right, but the writer's on vacation, chasing Coyote down winding side streets far from here.

This is a better bet.

Newsflash: I like textiles! Also, I am developing a serious addiction to learning thoroughly excellent things that have no absolutely practical application in my life. In the spirit of these two things, I rolled out of bed bright and early on Saturday morning (managing to get one of my hands stuck in my bedframe in the process, but don't even ( Read more... )

Sometimes, when I wake up next to you in the very early morning - just after the sun has broken the horizon, long before you'll find yourself conscious - I take some half-dozing time to memorize you. Tempting as it is, and as much as my fingers twitch at the tactile memory of your almost unnervingly soft skin, I keep myself from reaching out; this ( Read more... )

I'm currently listening to Cats on Mars from the Cowboy Bebop soundtrack on repeat. I can't quite explain why I'm doing this, unless it has to do with irritating myself into productivity, but in any case, I'm giving you a link so that I don't suffer alone. (Ba du ba, ba du ba, edeko, edeko ( Read more... )

Kablammo!

Sorry, it must've been that bean I ate.

Boom.

( What do you usually do on Friday nights? )

She called me out of the blue in the middle of the evening, breathing hard into the phone like someone who'd been running. Her voice was pitched somewhere between frantic hope and beaten submission, and it only had to shape three words to tell me everything I needed to know:

( “It happened again.' )

I have seen the future and this is how it begins:
In chaos and riots, the screech of machines
No right and no wrong, and no in-between
Fall one by one, the queen to her fool
Dos dedos mis amigos - everything's coolWhen the industrial noise sings in just the right key outside my window, I imagine it's the robots coming. It's a scene that springs to ( Read more... )

... if you need captions to find all the glee going on here, I just don't know what to tell you. (Yes, my hair is ridiculous right now. I am at peace with that.)

Muchos thanks to devilschestnut and her dynamic buddy for helping stephenmblundon and I make this happen. ;)

( Come see what we did on Sunday )

I dreamt that I was in some sort of red-and-black sanitorium/institution, wandering about in the company of a character who was simultaneously a mad scientist and a PhD supervisor. We ended up in a dim washroom, and I was holding a bottle of vitamins; he told me to take two hits of the pills marked "A+," and promised me a fantastic trip to ( Read more... )

Tonight, the weather was perfect and the air was comforting, so I went for a walk. I started at St. George and Bloor, and ended up at Eglinton West station by way of Forest Hill. The route was beautiful and green, every block smelled delicious - alternating between incense, food being prepared, marijuana, and dryer sheets - and I was so melancholy- ( Read more... )