Music. Leaving. Trey Parker. I like every Procol Harum tune. Do you want to know why you can't find a better man? It's because you like girls. My boyfriend's too cool for myspace, but not your boyfriend- your boyfriend's a fucking pussy. I also have a new puppy; he looks like spy vs. spy.
I'd like to meet:
deaf musicians."The gods granted her request. From her toes roots/sprout; the dirt rises to cover her/
feet; her legs of which she never had been/
ashamed grow thick and hard; bark like disease/
covers, becomes her skin; with terror she/
sees that she must/
submit, lose her body to an alien/
body not chosen, as the source of ecstasy is/
not chosen--/suddenly she is eager to submit: as the change/rises and her blood becomes/
sap, her long arms long branches, she cannot bear/
the waiting; she bends her face/
downward, plunging her face into the rising/tree, her tears new drops glistening everywhere on its surface:--/fixed, annealed within its body/
the story of Myrrha and Cinyras:--new/
body not alive not dead, story/
everywhere and nowhere:--/Aphrodisiac. Embalmer's oil. (Insistence of/
sex, faint insistent sweetness of the dead undead.)/
Sacred anointment oil: with wine an/
anodyne. Precious earth-/
fruit, gift fit for the birth and death of/prophets:--no sweet thing without/
the trace of what is bitter/
within its opposite:--/. . . MYRRH, sweet smelling/
bitter resin"
Music:
Pirate Songs and Sea Shanties. Primus sucks.
Television:
The Twilight Zone.Now Tweek, boxing is a man sport. There is nothing in the world more man than boxing. It is man at his most man.
Books:
The Sound and the Fury. Absalom, Absalom! Middlemarch. Franny and Zooey.
Heroes:
Kate McCahill.
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