Monday, March 6, 2006

Removal Of Urethral Cyst

Somewhere, Not in a grocery store, a day Begins

Today I received a driver's license, which includes a smiling picture that theoretically with me for ten years. Intended to use a picture of Dave McKean to illustrate, but I changed my mind. And I have nothing of their own to illustrate. Auch. I hardly drawing. I'm supposed to self, but I've never really exercised teacher myself, so I guess I'm something of a cartoonist autogenous. I say this because I have seriously planned to learn to draw.

A week ago I cut my hair and I like how it looks. I've been thinking along the street in Pygmalion. Create with your own hands a beauty that is part of you, who complete the miracle ... and possession. That desire to be loved, which is different from love. There is somewhat incestuous? Flesh of your flesh, daughter and lover. Own. There are no barriers between creator and his work because they are the same ...

you noticed in Iggy Pop in a video of the 70? I love how it moves like a puppet controlled by a tired arm. It's incredible. If anyone is like me and love to waste time on nonsense, I recommend the video for Tori Amos Winter, and the Dresden Dolls interview in which Brian says "Somewhere" so charming.

And to this the company I work for a month seems to have the days counted.

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

Free Nautical Iron On Transfers

The grammar of Port Royal

On my shelf I have a corpse in hydrogen peroxide, in a mayonnaise jar, and my house smells like something that has burned my father. No head off my bare feet dangling from a building with no facade.

broken pipes drip.

And say there is no strata. But there are people who have the skin of the hands so rough you could polish diamonds with them. Rough for cutting and cold, while others charge to investigate the use of new technologies in language teaching. For example. A euphemism for a class full of postadolescents saying "what" via IM. Do not even talk about actions. Takeover and company cars. All obvious, right?

And you can still see through the prism Christian. Study, which is a living hell waiting for you, or something. Though my uncle, who is a lovely mix between Christopher Lee and Loquillo knob can not lead because it could lead to a vulture that will tie him to take over. Hyenas. In my company has not paid them the monthly January. Luckily I think my guy is more handsome without a knob.

But bah, the final choices are made out of sheer inertia, a Hari Seldon could be right. At the end of the day depends on where you fall. And how, because we must not forget the mules. Violinists and surgeons. We are blank pages, but in a different format. Sometimes I feel a calling card.