winter is almost over and i wasted it all.

but i feel better now.

'seize the throne seize the mantle seize the crown'

back to the secure way of expression that journal entries give after an extended chatmode learning. chatting is like diving in a competition pool surrounded by laughing faces and signs of affection when coming out. unreal and close. this is more like training late diving. long divings more isolated images through the air. unreal and deep.


still listening that song from cohen. and the changes are welcome.
i wont be weak. my moral device works in some way: i refuse pleasure.

my favorite words in chatmode:

good

understood

my syntaxis needs a repair treatment.

The ponies run, the girls are young
The odds are there to beat
You win a while, and then it's done
Your little winning streak
And summoned now to deal
With your invincible defeat
You live your life as if it's real
A Thousand Kisses Deep

I'm turning tricks, I'm getting fixed
I'm back on Boogie Street
You lose your grip, and then you slip
Into the Masterpiece
And maybe I had miles to drive
And promises to keep
You ditch it all to stay alive
A Thousand Kisses Deep

And sometimes when the night is slow
The wretched and the meek
We gather up our hearts and go
A Thousand Kisses Deep

Confined to sex, we pressed against
The limits of the sea
I saw there were no oceans left
For scavengers like me
I made it to the forward deck
I blessed our remnant fleet
And then consented to be wrecked
A Thousand Kisses Deep

I'm turning tricks, I'm getting fixed
I'm back on Boogie Street
I guess they won't exchange the gifts
That you were meant to keep
And quiet is the thought of you
The file on you complete
Except what we forgot to do
A Thousand Kisses Deep

And sometimes when the night is slow
The wretched and the meek
We gather up our hearts and go
A Thousand Kisses Deep

The ponies run, the girls are young
The odds are there to beat

Date:	2008-05-21 12:39
Subject:	the martian academic life.
Security:	Public
Mood:	exhausted
Music:	kids are on high street

quite descriptive

last friday performance.

subject: modernist heroes and the independence representation?

results: boredom

but pictures with friends. :)

I found another interesting journal and finished the greek text comparison and wrote some new footnotes.

me.

in a way a typical profile image but it gives the right information.

i've been away but no more of that.

public affairs are welcome.

i'm older now and better.

Date:	2008-02-19 15:59
Subject:	age
Security:	Public
Mood:	annoyed
Music:	tom waits

How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth,
Stol'n on his wing my three-and-twentieth year!
My hasting days fly on with full career,
But my late spring no bud or blossom shew'th.
Perhaps my semblance might deceive the truth
That I to manhood am arriv'd so near;
And inward ripeness doth much less appear,
That some more timely-happy spirits endu'th.
Yet be it less or more, or soon or slow,
It shall be still in strictest measure ev'n
To that same lot, however mean or high,
Toward which Time leads me, and the will of Heav'n:
All is, if I have grace to use it so
As ever in my great Task-Master's eye.

Which Historical Lunatic Are You?
From the fecund loins of Rum and Monkey.

You're Pale Fire!

by Vladimir Nabokov

You're really into poetry and the interpretation thereof. Along the
road of life, you have had several identity crises which make it very unclear who you
are, let alone how to interpret poetry. You probably came from a foreign country, but
then again you seem foreign to everyone in ways unrelated to immigration. Most people
think you're quite funny, but maybe you're just sick. Talking to you ends up being much
like playing a round of the popular board game Clue.


Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.

work work work

the dreadful academic life!

my last public performance:

take the WHAT BAD BOOK ARE YOU test.


and go to mewing.net. not as good as reading a good book, but way better than a bad one.

Date:	2007-05-14 15:09
Subject:
Security:	Public
Mood:	tired
Music:	serge g. by an intoxicated man

Date:	2007-03-29 13:36
Subject:	public behaviour close to nothing
Security:	Public
Mood:	lazy

i dont know if i have a good day but there's something nice. s. is coming soon, by the end of the month, un poco de miedo, pero se me pasara. good things are so scary.


these image is from the future. im gonna be like that après le 29.

at last. i hope you like it.

sé feliz master of purr!







this is from desell. enjoy.

troubles troubles troubles

Date:	2006-10-09 10:20
Subject:	working class hero
Security:	Public
Mood:	bitchy

i'm the boss. at the office. funny 'cause there's no one but me here.

así es. without private economy for a whole month.

but i just get thrilled by a silk object that now belongs to me.

joy through posession.