It has now been six days since I have actually written. I guess I have just been too busy watching Brandi sleep. Is she depressed? Does she have sleep apnea? Is this the Beatles? MANOR HOUSE?! Just now I was missing Budapest and Heather and Mike and Greg and damn I already said Mike. I […]
Year: 2004
Something “like a bat outta hell”
Sitting in the coffee house portion of my London hostel (St. Christopher’s Orient Express) is extremely disquieting. Perhaps it is the lack of quiet (Meatloaf + saucy barista = very scary). Tonight I might just eat a convenience store sandwich. Money is worrying me. Excesses of caffeine and deficiencies of non-chocolate tinged food cannot be […]
alone and caffeinated in london, what's new?
Well, I guess that Arnold Schwarzenegger Christmas vehicle “turbo man” or whatever (which I think was filmed in Omaha or Minneapolis) is an added bonus. I think my cappuccino needs sugar. I do not want to run away because I am paying for this intarweb. Tomorrow I see my mom and sister! Hopefully there are […]
It was a spectacle… this is a piece about loss
Sunday Brum -> Nottingham -> Prague Hostel Check in & basic mass transit intro Cellar cocoa & chess & quiet room Monday National Gallery (rocks) X-mas Markets Charles Bridge Prague Castle Exterior Asparagus & Pancakes Lucky Luciano’s Chess & Czech Spirits Tuesday Early breakfast & escape to sights Jewish Quarter Cemetery, synagogues, et. al £20 […]
when in prague, do as the whimsical do
I have begun on my one one month expedition. I have been greeted by McDonalds, Propaghandi, and Belle and Sebastian. wtf mate? Most of my exploring in Prague today was only cursory. I hope to really get into the guts of stuff tomorrow. I also am planning for a sweet ghost tour. Ahhh. Five minutes […]
czech, please!
I am currently in the lobby of Sir Toby's Hostel in Prague (that's Praha to the locals). I am in the Czech Republic and I do not really even know what language they speak here. haha. no means yes and dicky means thank you. nay means know if you get into a compromising czechylslovakian (er) […]
rubied indifference
Yesterday I turned in a paper entitled “Sodomy’s Penetration of Early Modern England” or something to that effect… It was 10 pages, all written between 7pm and 3:30am, mostly 11-3:00 though. The most important aspect was to be its thesis/historical argument. I spent about a minute writing that. I fear for my grade, but mostly […]
choices, choices, choices
Tonight I could have seen The Faint in my current hometown, but I opted instead to stay in and do homework. It's 23:37 and I have not done anything… you see, there was the christmas buffet and then we decided to go get hot cocoa in the dining center and then we went out to […]
And a very merry un-Christmas to you and you and you!
Family has murdered the pen which I sought merely to maim. Joseph Beuys: Proof that not everyone is an artist. WAR IS OVER – John & Yoko You may wonder what these panties have to do with Christmas. The answer is: they’re Carol’s. “Stop the Calvary” – Jona Lewis (not Beatles)
"…or your faeces (otherwise known as poo)…"
I am thinking of starting a metal band called IMPETIGO and after that breaks up, a solo exploratory noise project called faeces [otherwise known as poo]. I have completed a few tasks in my time away from school, but I fear starting big painful essays (mainly because I know I have not done nearly enough […]
"how am i not myself?"
someone once asked why i hadn't updated for a bit. the truth is, i've been trying to get admitted to bmezine.