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water Wish I had something interesting to say. When I turn my eyes around and look down, all I see is black stuff. Black stuff and the urge to consume large quantities of music. I think I would make an excellent drunk if it weren't for the fact that I can't really drink alcohol without turning into a tomato and vomiting. Last year sometime, I was in a mood, so when the guy I was dating at the time (now another exboy) called up, I told him to bring tequila. We did shots, then we went down the street and drank sake. I fell back to my house and hugged the toilet. That is pretty much all I remember. I really didn't drink that much. So I wouldn't make a very good drunk. On the other hand, if I wanted to become bulimic, I'd not need to stick my finger down my throat. I'd just need to drink 4 drinks within one hour. I probably wouldn't even need to eat food! And at least the liquor wouldn't harm my liver because I'd be puking it up all the time! Hmm. Maybe I could just take long baths in alcohol. (Wonder if that'd give me a yeast infection.) Humans like to drink. I really want to CONNECT with the human experience. Feel I can't most of the time. Posted by amy at August 24, 2004 03:08 PMSatan King. Use the violin. I knew Kinji. I met with him several times, interviewed him, and corresponded with him. Posted by: Brisket on August 27, 2004 01:07 AMPray to the porcelin god. If thou are thy porceling god, understand thy mishaps. A new world is upon our divine and undifferential lives. Pray once fool me once. Pray thrice, I'll start to pay attention. Damnit, a damn commi is talking to me. I was in mid thought...I'm getting old ... . .. .... . .. ... . . . . . ..... ....... ..... |
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