Limited Life, perhaps? |
And so (and this is how it usually goes when I'm fucked) here I am with words to say. If you were one of the wise ones and payed notice to the brackets, you're already far ahead of my drunken forecast...
Posted by on Fri, 21 Nov 2008 19:44:00 GMT |
A Worthy Notice |
Mister Zero is writing the first 'public' journal-type-thing in long time. He needs to say a few things.The first thing Mister Zero would like to point out is that he feels much more comfortable writi...
Posted by on Sat, 11 Oct 2008 01:39:00 GMT |
The End |
Well, this is it. My wonderful 8-bit adventure is grinding to a painful halt. These last few hours must be strung out to maximum length. There is no room for waste today.So I'll smoke my cigarette, I'...
Posted by on Sun, 21 Oct 2007 03:06:00 GMT |
Hey girls, hey boys... |
I like it when things are small. It makes it very hard for silly people to see from afar. There are always people spying from afar... always.My head is 8-bit. It's crazy-odd but I don't care, because ...
Posted by on Sun, 30 Sep 2007 00:24:00 GMT |
Talk to... |
Let's be frank.Hi, I'm Frank.I feel poo. Not on a regular basis, but I have felt poo once.But I meant I don't feel good.The end.
Posted by on Tue, 25 Sep 2007 01:02:00 GMT |
Clean Hands |
That's right you dirty people... CLEAN hands.Everything's freshened up a little bit. Time to settle into new shoes and buy a new hat.Love life innit. Waste not or you're STUPID!Peace on toast x
Posted by on Tue, 21 Aug 2007 15:45:00 GMT |
A Brief Brief |
Corp, beans, alcohol, and Pavarotti...And then we all died together in a blaze of... hot blazey fire-type stuff!The end I suppose.
Posted by on Wed, 08 Aug 2007 06:03:00 GMT |
Auto Rock |
It's only been a week. Fast, slow... I don't even know.I wish I felt like I could hold together my plans for tonight, but the truth is SoCo has made my stomach feel rather vulnerable. Chances are all ...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Aug 2007 07:23:00 GMT |
I Love You |
As I sit here listening to the music that grabs my heart so hard, I'm trying to remember all of the things I wanted to talk about when I got home. It was a damn long walk, and was made harder by the f...
Posted by on Mon, 18 Jun 2007 20:05:00 GMT |
I Would Like Some Milk |
By jingoes, what a jolly good time I have had. All I remember is one, solid, timeless block of good shit. How can so many things possibly happen in absolutely no time at all? Crikey I say! I found a ...
Posted by on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 21:53:00 GMT |
