jenny was a friend of mine

breathe in

i was told about a week ago that i wasn't allowed to talk about some things and i said i wouldn't. well i will uphold that as a matter of principle. in a sense. no reason i can't talk around it. no reason i can't complain about it. no reason i can't rant and rave. that's what this is for isn't it. anyway, i have a rep to protect.

but on the other hand, my apathy is strong. and i just don't care that much. i'd rather masturbate. yeah i think thats what i'll do. i'll build my own fantasy.... lets see. i'll start off by meeting someone i have a bunch in common with that comes off as very charming and a little dirty. then we'll go to my house and make out. we'll roll around a bit, ignoring the detox twitches and the squeeking of the futon. yeah that was hot.

now thats over, i'll watch my tape of all my children. maggie is breaking up with jonathan due to the fact that there is an aspect of his life that she is uncomfortable with, albeit its only temporary and sorta meaningless. poor jonathan just doesn't understand. plus she just sort of springs it on him, especially since the day before she was doting over him like a schoolgirl. but wait a minute, while he was gone she had a rendezvous with a friend and they shared a kiss. could that have something to do with it? i guess i'll have to stay tuned for the results.

i wonder what i'll do when i go out tonight? maybe i'll go out with my friend and maybe i'll run into someone that i used to date and we can antagonize him a little bit so i can watch him squirm. that'll be fun.

ahhh... good times.

breathe out

everytime i look up something, no matter which search engine i use, i come up with the same five results. sure, there aren't that many websites on hollow earth theory that aren't trying to sell some quacks self published book by just regurgitating a chapter as a teaser. but i still can't believe that there are only five of them out there. yeah you get hundreds of results, most of which are different sections of the same website. i guess the internet search engine was built more for sci fi geeks looking up porn and brittney spears. than people doing personal research for their neverending serialized novel.

ventilate (FICTION)

the wagons stopped just outside the small village. winter had been unusually warm that year and most of the populace actually didn't make their seasonal migrations to the warmer south, but still it was unusual to have visitors at all that time of year. from inside the center wagon a pair of eyes stared out into the frozen wastes surrounding the village. she had been with the gypsies for over three years now, and still had not gotten over the sense of wonder that came with every strange new land that their modest caravan would stumble across on their neverending journey.

the men had already begun to unbridle the horses and anchor the wagons. some of the women scavenged the countryside for what little burnable timber and kindling was available. the members of the family, albeit mose were barely related if at all, moved in a silent waltz that she had seen hundreds of times. soon, she knew, the people of the village would venture out, looking to trade in exotic wares or hear stories from the west, and inevitable trade their finest animals and goods for gaudy imitation italian tapestries or some other cheap fallacy.

(continue later, didn't realise i was running late)

nebulize

garbage - vow