literally LOL. Literally.

thanks

i'm off to murder a random passerby

and good to see you back in this dump

Ha ha, yah. Is that a good thing? Or is that like being welcomed back to the slammer?

Anyway, I think tomorrow's the day. gmku goes off the (cable TV) grid. Stickin it to the (cable TV) man! YO!

Suck my non-sagging balls.




I see where you're coming from. But I just hung out with her today...her flesh is delectable. You're gonna have to take my word for it.

Soooo tempting. But nah, I'll pass. Have better offers pending.

I managed to write 4000 words on the moors murderers today (4-cunting-thousand!). I'm in deadline hell.

whats it for? i would be interesting to read that.

When's it due, DR666?

My PhD. This chapter i'm writing has to be in by Friday and I think I may have fucked things up by not giving myself enough time to do a proper job. :(

It's depressing too, spending hours a day reading and thinking about these two:

I've been slacking too. Luckily for me, I seem to write best when I'm forced to give everything I have, in as quick succession as possible.

I think I walked past Johnny Marr and his wife whilst I was strolling home. If it was them, it makes me wonder what they're doing in Horsham.

helped friends and worked at their forest, carried out some cut trees.
really nice but physically tireing, the spring is starting, some first flowers and last glimpses of snow.

glimpses of grit and clouds.

sonic pearl jam. sonic green day.

pakistan suicide bombing kills many people.

read a great art review in the village voice by christian viveros.

trying to conceive the day.

glimpses of glimpses.

this has been the single worst 420 of my entire life


it's happening again, i'm losing my brain, what can i do? i'm gonna kill myself because of you

suicide?-- never!

murder?-- maybe...

yeah sorry man. i went to therapy today and vented about those cunts and then i came home & slept 3 hours like a dog-- or log--- unfuckingmovable.

i feel a whooooole lot better now.

apologies.

& delect, delect! (i suppose that's a verb)

If you have the power,
Then use it and kill them all
You got the right
To make them crawl

no, i'll never kill myself but i could easily fucking kill someone else right now

of course you could kill yourself-- in so many ways

but i get the rage

i was ready to kick somebody's face in today-- i mean anybody

anyway, avoid drinking when pissed off-- it's a bad bad mix (see above "in so many ways")

so-- take a deep breath and tomorrow it will be a new fucking day and you'll be able to do your killing with a clearer mind

this is honestly the worst day of my entire fucking life and i would love to kill myself right now but i won't

oh cmon, you've had worse. i've seen the photos.

fantastic!!!!111111111

You desperately need to go on a ramble. Being with nature will soon make you feel a lot better.

yeah, a good ramble would undoubtedly do the trick. the problem with rambling though is the ramblers. as could be said for ballroom dancing.

When I go on a ramble I hardly ever see any. I mostly see horse riders, cyclists and joggers.

a solo rambler isn't really the same entity. i trust you don't wear psychedelic wellies and liken every situation in your life to a passage in a Terry Pratchet novel.

No. I basically don't wear any of that hiking clobber that Millets or Blacks sell. Though I've started wearing Helly Hansen Transporter t-shirts because they feature Stay Dry Technology. It rapidly pulls excess heat and moisture away from the skin. It also offers UV protection. The only problem I have with them is the static they produce, which makes them cling to the skin.

My local Blacks may as well have turned into JD Sports, and unless you're prepared to pay for a trusted brand, Millets own-brand stuff just tends to disintegrate after a few outings.

fucking awful day.
After University I went to a bookstore to buy a book. In the store I noticed that I had forgotten my purse at home.
So I went home by tram, got my purse and wanted to ride back to the store by bicycle but
someone stole the damn thing.
I only had it for 2 month or so.

That is a shame hope you somehow find the bike.

as for me it's been a good day so far....

theft of bicycles. books at the school. disappearing internet people. i got hyper at the bank and went on about a column i read in the village voice yesterday at the customer service counter. read the first sentence of sarah silverman's book at grand central book shop. very funny. you're only as small as your chase.

better since I started following Coco on twitter

Really shitty so far, and I've only been up for about 20 minutes. I'm fucked.

epic. attempting to sleep at 5am.

I take it Coco is the woman on the table with the interesting arrangement of paper?

Well it's 5 am somewhere in the world so I guess I'll have a drink...

Hurry the fuck up, Saturday!

I had a really good day, a healthy mix of laughs at work with colleagues, good lunch, evening soccer match and now a quality Czech beer in my hand.
for the WIN.

Way too long.
Tired.
need sleep.

that is Ice T's wife.

she twitters the most lewd pictures of her giant ass.

I almost got run over by a psycho car driver at a pelican crossing. He could see I intended to beat the traffic by nipping across it when the lights turned green. The bastard put his foot down on his accelerator hard, his tyres screeching as he bended into the tight corner where the pelican crossing is situated, literally missing me by inches!