I’m constantly on the verge of something great even
as my cereal mind is too obsessed with hosiery laden sex to fully concentrate
on the axiom of applicative inverses. A
woman’s sole is such a divine thing.
I’m busy eating shit down at the ice cream
parlor. I can’t have enough wet works
or else I’m going to blow a gaskit. I
like to eat gritty dirt in my spare time.
those are the night when I grit my teeth so hard that I constantly
consider ripping out my own eyeballs and then playing a blood game of
marbles! Then I might just go outside
and play hopscotch in my tighty whities and bark at the moon. And then I’ll prepare a banana split and lust
after
I make my best purchases and decisions while
drunk. I love music, it’s such a
wonderful thing. I love William
Burroughs books. They are my mind. And now
there is the new with the irish and sheer excitement and up all night and what
not. Me like with the variance in color
combinations and with arms, always arms.
And then of course there is the delightful hard of hearing. And yesterday there was turquoise down below
and nothing much covering the face anymore save for large dark lenses. Natural.
I dug out the whole pink machine last night. Do you see the links? I need to listen to Earl Sweatshirt’s Solace
EP later one. maybe I’ll write some crap
while I’m at it. need to remember to buy
some booze and soap. The peep toe shoes
were a great touch. I was staring at her
feet inappropriately for a long time. I
feel no shame. Who painted the cover for
the deluxe version of Hesitation Marks? I love it. man, I can just not get into Metallica. Same problem with Weezer. I like the color pink.
Going through Firestarter, loving it so far. I think I mentioned this the other
night. Really pulpy. Really Cronenbergesque. It’s a tight little story. Sunny muzak is nice again. The love symbol. Many other things. need that rich pink and yellow latin
flower. Need drinks now. Sunny drinks.
A new Marina movie, eh. Means I have to hitchhike down to a
department store and plunk down several sweaty federal reserve notes. I love commerce. I love trouble. You know, I watched Resolution the other day
and really enjoyed it. Not quite as much
as Spring but it was still a good strong vision. That team is 2 for 2 and I am looking forward
to watching The Endless.
Now I see. The
return of big. Leaning over. Everything is great in the lean. My hands are slowly ceasing to function. My body betrays me at every turn. Too much booze and coffee yesterday combined with
boiling heat resulted in a sickly afternoon for yours falsely. But pior the continued full force return of
big was everything. Absolutely. Strangulation. And then of course the most lovely one two
punch, red and black and fish. But even more important now, was it the very
first time. soul baring but there is a
correct spelling there which is actually a misspelling but it was the first
time for soul baring and it was everything.
Pressing down with the full strength of the day. Then combat.
Is that really the right word? Green
combat material with electrified nunchakus.
No knee pads this time. that is excellent. Replace the boots with. This was something new an unexpected. Please let there be a repeat. So many random thoughts in the moment and all
aided by glorious black café. Not nescafe
though but I’d probably be drinking that were I unexpectedly thrust into a cold
was spy situation. I long to be eaten by
a giantess.
I continue to be very pleased by everything I’m
seeing about Wonder Woman 1984. But I must
be careful to not spoil too much about the story!!! And am I just setting
myself up for a disappointment?! Please don’t
let it be so! Will it be more like
Lynda? I don’t know what to do or say
anymore. But there’s a long wait ahead
so I will try not to think too much about it.
You know, I know
I called it minor King or something like that and I’d still hold to that
opinion but The Outside has been rattling around my brain the past few
days. It was a very enjoyable book. I read it fast. Maybe I’ll drink a sangria later on even
though I’m not really a fan. I’d like to
buy some old ratty Lovecraft paperbacks.
Maybe after I finish the bill hodges trilogy I’ll reread it! Maybe after i buy new shoes my knees will
stop hurting! Maybe after I gouge my
eyes out my brains will stop frying!!!
I should have gone out earlier and then I would have
seen. Incomplete sentence but not
really. Garters have you. Can’t keep doing in though. He can’t keep going back. There is no meaning in anything anymore. My ballroom days are over. I have no doubt that there will be a fully
formed cat like creature by the end. But
what the hell do I know?! Anchovies on the
pizza.
Howard is spearheading the death of cinema. I did not say deaf, I said death. But the references. Blue and black. Of course you know me. take the survey and don’t forget the
champagne. Divinity.
And now there is a new queen in place as the
previous has returned to the motherland.
Electronics are failing me at this point. Was the concoction the same. Maybe not?
But was the implicate design more serviceable? Maybe so?
A unique combinations with light blue optics, full of surprise at the mastery
of the language. I drank at a very
sweaty location earlier today. Concentration
takes hold or whatever. Surprised at the
images. Big would make a very good
Jackal. Do you see? These errors keep getting in the way. That’s why I ultimately went for rich marble
wax. Do I truly believe the answer that
was given? I suppose only time will
tell. In the mean time I have to catch
up on a run that was originated by a man who long ago divided up a city in
sections based on the most nefarious of rogues.
The ears fell off as his head was forcibly pushed through prison
bars.
What do I think of this Joker origin movie?
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