A pustule nodule of amateurish filth |
I am so slow, so fucking slow. Not dim-witted, dull, listless, or immobile. Not that kind of slow. But more in the way of a recent realisation, or should I say, lack of such during these past month...
Posted by Tim on Thu, 20 Dec 2007 05:36:00 PST |
Beautiful People, Beautiful Things |
Sometimes the natural elation of experiencing moments is more fulfilling then the mass produced, clandestine filth that perpetuates through my scene.And it comes to say, unlike the weary, sandstone gr...
Posted by Tim on Tue, 11 Dec 2007 04:55:00 PST |
ennui |
It's my other favourite 'e' word.I feel that there is a need for change. For those of you who think that this posting is going to be another archaic form of self-abuse, with my select choice of musing...
Posted by Tim on Wed, 05 Sep 2007 05:47:00 PST |
Crossing the Red Sea of Tranquility |
On August 28 2007, the Earth, Sun and Moon have crossed paths in such a way that the moon lit up in a copperish hue. Beautiful....
Posted by Tim on Tue, 28 Aug 2007 06:42:00 PST |
Fashionistas, Bicicletti, and Condensation Points |
Dear audience,There are three items on today's agenda. Please organise yourself neatly into concentric circles, and ensure that the people behind you can have a fair view of the proceeding conference....
Posted by Tim on Wed, 22 Aug 2007 02:40:00 PST |
IF...THEN...ELSE... |
It would be amusing to title my own rantings as structured programming statements. I would never be forgiven to mix such sand (I use that expression concisely as I say that doing my degree is like "ea...
Posted by Tim on Tue, 21 Aug 2007 06:21:00 PST |
Branches and Leaves |
Instead of the usual bludgeoning of my highly mechanized schedule, encouraged by those grinning fascists that you see on TV to "set your goals and awaken the giant within", today I have decided to pul...
Posted by Tim on Wed, 08 Aug 2007 05:46:00 PST |
White Room |
Today I have decided to turn myself in to the halls of the men in white for the various afflictions bestowed upon thee. For it is I who has the virus without symptoms, the infection without the host, ...
Posted by Tim on Sun, 05 Aug 2007 06:29:00 PST |
The hypocrite finally gets it... |
What is the point of MySpace? If I wanted to talk to my friends I would call them, text them, or visit them. I would not post comments to other people's profiles so onlookers can gawk at my semi-priva...
Posted by Tim on Wed, 04 Jul 2007 05:07:00 PST |
Congestion |
White scottish pudding and haggis in front of an open fire. Mittens and stockings for all! Ahoy! I really didn't envision winter as a series of mini flu pandemics. This has got to be the third time i ...
Posted by Tim on Thu, 21 Jun 2007 05:35:00 PST |
