Poochie vomitted this morning. Now she's chasing her tail and eating moths.
We were sitting on this step and I was singing to her and stroking her head. We sat like that for half an hour. I thought she had fallen asleep. Then all of a sudden she sees a moth ten feet away and springs at it like she's been waiting for it all her life.
Well atleast she's obviously feeling lots better.
Np: Who is Tyler Durden ? - Dust Bros.
Saturday, December 11
Marla Singer
Lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies. Stop lying to me already.
There’s a chair in my head
On which I used to sit
Took a pencil and I wrote
The following on it
Marla – Dust Bros.
The song starts placidly enough. It sorts of plods, methodically. Then there’s a charge, which slowly increases its voltage. It quietly crawls under your skin, makes it crawl ever so little. It plods on again but there are shapes of squares in it now. You can see the lines moving up and down and squares increasing and decreasing in size. Then it unexpectedly explodes into this feline noise which is a finger clawing its own hand and having an orgasm doing it. It stops. Makes blue and white squares. More solid electricity, sparks. It tangibly picks up your threads and starts undoing them. With slow measured movements. It breaks into what sounds like salvation. But then a catch is involved. Softly at first. It increases tempo. In your head salvation seems to be slipping away and it feels like you’re in trouble. Things are going wrong and will go wrong. It presses down from all four sides. And then Marla leaves.
Marla- the cut on the roof of your mouth that you can’t stop tonguing.
There’s a chair in my head
On which I used to sit
Took a pencil and I wrote
The following on it
Marla – Dust Bros.
The song starts placidly enough. It sorts of plods, methodically. Then there’s a charge, which slowly increases its voltage. It quietly crawls under your skin, makes it crawl ever so little. It plods on again but there are shapes of squares in it now. You can see the lines moving up and down and squares increasing and decreasing in size. Then it unexpectedly explodes into this feline noise which is a finger clawing its own hand and having an orgasm doing it. It stops. Makes blue and white squares. More solid electricity, sparks. It tangibly picks up your threads and starts undoing them. With slow measured movements. It breaks into what sounds like salvation. But then a catch is involved. Softly at first. It increases tempo. In your head salvation seems to be slipping away and it feels like you’re in trouble. Things are going wrong and will go wrong. It presses down from all four sides. And then Marla leaves.
Marla- the cut on the roof of your mouth that you can’t stop tonguing.
Friday, December 10
Poochie's all fluffed up. That's what humans try to do with goosebumps. Goosebumps are a vestigeal action from when we too had our own fur. Wonder if the basketball man looks like Poochie in thecold.
Was quite amazed at the audience in the play. At the most dramatic bits (dealing with marital rape and what not) they'd burst into giggles. Hordes of them. Stupid hicks. Ye ye LSR.
Was quite amazed at the audience in the play. At the most dramatic bits (dealing with marital rape and what not) they'd burst into giggles. Hordes of them. Stupid hicks. Ye ye LSR.
Lindt Cognac \m/
Great things about today:
Lindt's cognac center chocolate (you can tell the cognac, the lots and lots of cognac)
13 Steps by Pantera
Quick tryst with P near empty gazebo
Three hours spent in cafe with Nim & Bunty & discman
Horrible play with Ambira as lead role.
Flannel jacket
Haven't washed hair in longest time ever
Day spent all by myself
Such joy.
Lindt's cognac center chocolate (you can tell the cognac, the lots and lots of cognac)
13 Steps by Pantera
Quick tryst with P near empty gazebo
Three hours spent in cafe with Nim & Bunty & discman
Horrible play with Ambira as lead role.
Flannel jacket
Haven't washed hair in longest time ever
Day spent all by myself
Such joy.
Thursday, December 9
Tuesday, December 7
MUN fact file
And I met Shantanu at MUN. This is my first love at first sight. And he says he loved me at first sight too. And he told me his secret. He’s a year younger and the sweetest thing ever.
The gruesome one will have to pick a new title for her blog soon. The bitch’s birthday in 2 days. The gruesome one is pleased.
The gruesome one will have to pick a new title for her blog soon. The bitch’s birthday in 2 days. The gruesome one is pleased.
Thursday, December 2
So I shut my eyes to the sound. It wouldn't go away at first, but slowly it died. It ends in chaos. It has a horrible, long lasting (almost) kind of effect that I would like to bare my teeth at. What was meant to be a distraction has become the issue that needs to be addressed. I squeeze colour and let it run over my fingers, down the back of my hand and onto my arm. I hold onto the black and lose the green as blood, sweat & ice tears. Love the Ice Queen. I bite down on the red and shut up the rest.
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