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2001-04-12 - 1:36 a.m. - +
clix? I... am ... annoyed... My keyboard has relapsed into weirdness. Making it diFficult to type properly. So I think this will be a short entry. I can't be bothered. And of course it's easter holiday so I can't buy a replacement. So I daren't try the soaking yet. Since it'll most likely lead to me killin it completely. Anyway. Here's a little crap I wrote yesterday: Sometimes i suFfer From the illusion that I can write something really beautiFUL. tHAT I CAN CONJURE UP ALL THESE EMOTIONS. bECAUSE i DO FEEL THINGS. i HAVE Feelings. And deep thoughts. It happens. But I guess not much of it makes its way to plume. And that's okay. But then I sit and listen to Radiohead and i get this sense that I need to be able to make people feel, that I need to be able to convey emotions like thom or billy or whoever. And inevitably I fail. So when I can't write something like that then i can at least write it with a wacky new keyboard so it looks funny. Sorry. My brain started working for a moment and it screwed stuff up. Yeah yea. What was I thinking`? I don't /know. [edit] hehe. My keyboard inserted some characters that somehow screwed up the html of entry. I corrected it after 30 secs so no one saw it I hope. It was weird. Lots of strange symbols. I love you guys... [/edit] Remind me to tell the dsl story tomorrow. And to curse my brother to hell. Sigh. (I apologize for this) G'night, "¤&/(/%#/#¤!"!¤#"%%%&(()/"¤" nw: program about David Berkowitz ...the emergence of profiling... 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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