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clix? so fake it... Life is preparing to settle in to the usual mode. The old routine is dusted off. Life resumes in the year 2001. Peter left today. So now I have the computer almost to myself. And I'm also able to not go on the computer. Because now I don't have a schedule to follow. If that makes sense. Nevermind. Cosmic peace is far away. Dammit. Recharge the batteries and save the universe. Agh. The light in the kitchen is buzzing like a fridge. No. It's one of those neon thingies. And it's flickering. It's starting to give me a headache. I really really should go out there and turn it off. It would take me 20 seconds. The kitchen is 2 steps away from this table. I should do a diagram of my house so you don't have to wonder how everything looks. One of these days I will. That's a threat. Ok. I couldn't take it anymore. I turned off the kitchen lights. The only problem is that now I'm not wasting electricity as much. But I'll come up with a solution for that later... But that flickering light reminded me of Twin Peaks (as many things do). I downloaded some of the songs. I remember a long time ago, in another galaxy, one of the girls in my class brought the soundtrack to school. Before I ever was interested in music. I probably didn't know what a soundtrack was (happy days...). But I love that twin peaks music. Threatening mood, sweet soft, dark... You know what I'm saying. Twin Peaks is like The Fugitive of the 21st century. Don't say it isn't. And I'm not confused either. Everybody go to Merilily and follow the voicemail thingie instructions and leave her a nice message. And say thanks from me. I don't have any funny pics tonight. But here's a conversation that shows how famous I am. I immediately rushed to the Siva board and spent an hour or more looking, reading all the posts I could find. Then I realized there was a search function. And after banging my head on the keyboard repeatedly (I made that up for dramatic effect. It's a pretty boring story otherwise) I searched for the post where I was mentioned. And found that it was from December 21st and therefore deleted. I would like to thank the Siva board for making this a night to remember. But I'm famous, don't try and tell me I'm not. I'm like the Twin Peaks of the internet. Except there's one of me. Is there anything more beautiful than mixed metaphors? Sigh. I was supposed to say no and then of course give a brilliant example of a mixed metaphor. But I'm too tired to think of one. Kinda ruins the joke, don't you agree? I'm excited. And nervous. Tomorrow I will buy a new hard drive. The first major technological gizmo I'll buy on my own. I've got it all planned out. All the bussing. As in taking the bus. I'm not too good at that. And now I need to pick up some pictures, and pay a bill for mother dear at the post office. It's a lot for someone as weak and generally scared as me. But the excitement is kicking the anxiety's ass right now. for now. I want my hard drive. Oooh. yeah. The Smashing pumpkins beat Nsync. I can't tell you how much that pleases me. I could try... no, I'll spare you. Thank me later. G'night, don't forget a stranger is just a friend you've never met (and let's keep it that way) np: pumpkins - Purr Snickety ...I'm your pillar of stone... back and forthclix
try to understand the ones I love and their demands so unfair when they can't see that I'm the boy who really needs your love i suppose I just want peace diaryland to be free at last |
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