The bunnies terrify me (and I still love to breathe it in)

I’m a dark wizard.  Maybe it’s finally time to grow my beard out and buy a dark of cards!  Haha, I meant deck of cards!  I guess I just have darkness on my mind haha! 

  
I have been receiving communications from outside intelligences.  

Our hello did not last long and with a playful finger she beckoned me to the backroom and I followed.  It was there she explained that beneath the aforementioned form-fitting pin-striped business pants she was wearing a pair of Secrets in Lace Signature sheer to the waist Reinforced Heel and Toe pantyhose, adding that the 20 denier nylon lycra makes them wonderfully soft and the flat seam sewing makes them lovingly comfortable.  She also recounted to me the daily rigors of the pastry business and how on that particular day she’d been on her feet for her entire shift in those teal colored Christian Louboutin high heels.  She discussed in brief the practicality of staying in this business for the foreseeable future as well as some recent investments she’d made in some low risk mutual funds (just in case the market dips).  She then promptly ordered on the ground and commanded that I kiss the toe of her shoe.  I of course complied and then she removed her foot from her shoe – at this I was able to admire the design and elegance of the Secrets in Lace Reinforced Heel and Toe hosiery – and ordered several more kisses.  While I was complying with her orders – my olfactory nerves in a state of heaven – she called me several names like “patetico” and “inutil” and laughed and the indignation she was forcing upon me.  Then, reminding me that we were indeed in a bakery she reached for a nearby cream-filled donut and forcefully inserted this in her teal Christian Louboutin high-heel shoe.  She then slowly and lovingly inserted her pantyhose clad foot, staring at me all the while.  There was a delightful squishing sound of the pastry being mashed and I saw the cream ooze out. 

A special blu ray of Lucio Fulci’s classic 1971 Giallo A Lizard in a Woman’s Skin was released yesterday from Mondo Macabro.  Me thinks I will have to hitchhike on over to a local conglomerate that I may purchase a copy.  Of course, if they do not have one in stock I will promptly order one from the internet and then sit in my living room with all electronics turned off and the curtains closed tight until the delivery person arrives with my product.  Such is the nature of wisdom.  Also, I’ve been listening to Kraftwerk’s 1975 album Radio-Activity a decent amount lately.  Am I that transparent? Obviously.  What a great group though.  And The Idiot!  What a fantastic piece of art.  I’m talking about the album, not the book.  I’ve never read the book though I’m sure it’s fantastic too.  However I will say that were I to hang myself I don’t think The Idiot is what I’d place on repeat on my turntable.  It might not be so far off though!  I’m again talking about the album, not the book. 

I want ten million dollars a year every year for the rest of my life.    

The lock was the key to everything.  Immediately after I could only stand in slack jawed awe over my own brilliant sense of wordplay.  Oh what a singularly corrupt world.  How I despise it and nearly everyone who occupies its space, mostly myself though, especially myself.  I despise myself.  

This new season of The X-Files has been absolutely fucking killing it!  Please pardon the expletives as they are surely a sign of very weak writing but I could not think of any other adequate phrasing (likely because I am a stupid stupid man).  They are four for four though!  Four for Four!  And was that a subtle little nod to the classic episode “Home” in Monday night’s new episode?  I think so!  

Bryan Fuller is the showrunner the new Star Trek series set to premiere in 2017.  I am curious. 

What else have I been listening to lately? You say you’re DYING to know?!  Well, Tilt by Scott Walker is always a must, am I right?!  And Lodger, I’ve been loving me some Lodger!  If only I had a vinyl copy.  And Kylie Minogue and especially Thalia still craft perfect pop albums! 

It was strange seeing Marcela fighting on the side of darkness.  Though always a thrilling performer – my favorite? – it just did not seem quite right.  Or maybe it seemed more right than ever!  Cielos! 

I’ve been debating about the Arri Alexa though I’ve also been considering something a bit older, a bit more consumer grade.  It’ll give it that really “cheap” look but is there not something charming about that as well?  Have you seen Inland Empire?!  What an utterly hypnotic project.  But s/he is no Lynch, never could be so don’t even dream of it.  These are just random thoughts, as meaningless as they seem.  I was just wearing a t-shirt tucked into jeans.  I still haven’t procured that really fine pair of shades. 

I think something is going very wrong with me.  I know I blacked out at some point recently.  I did not feel well afterward.  No matter.  Lucha Underground is on tonight!  Devoted worshippers of my work know of my deep, unhealthily fanatical love of this program. I think I will order a large pepperoni pizza and then sit my disgusting body down on my bourgeois sofa and consume said pizza while watching said program.  I will likely laugh and cry in equal measure.

I watched the movie Exotica last night.  It was quite good yet not at all like what I was expecting. To be clear: I expected it to be good but expected the story to be vastly different.  I guess that just goes to show what a monumentally worthless individual I am.  

You are going to be so sorry one day for the way you treated us.  Whose perspective is this?  I think I know but it’s hard to say.  I don’t want to say.  Please don’t talk to me again.  I don’t want to think about you anymore.  This is an evil awful thing.  Why can’t he escape?

I’m drinking coffee right now.  I still can’t bring myself to listen to it.  What’s happening to me? Ice Cube really does craft great albums.  He is definitely one of my favorite rappers mos def!  I also really like the movie Friday.  

A tulpa, eh?  I need to do much more investigation on this.  Books have power.  Words have power.  Sometimes awful and destructive power.  I think someone has opened up a very bad door recently.  

I am very afraid that very soon someone is going to take me away.  

I’m off to eat some awful lasagna now and I think I’ll listen to a bit of Axxonn, which is my favorite radio show.