Of
course the majority of my day was spent playing Sonic R for the Sega
Saturn. Sonic R is still the best video game I’ve ever played in my
entire worthless life and the only game I dare to play in this day and age of
political unrest. It also – easily – has the best soundtrack to any
video game in history. I strong memories of purchasing this game at
a Target store during the cold December of 1997 and in that moment my life was
changed forever. In line later one and I had to break a twenty and I didn’t
understand quite what was going on,
lovely mystery to me. do I have
it in me for the summer scorcher. I see
now and am very excited that I will be watching a work of adoration subject to
two thousand once I complete two thousand as I am slowly becoming far more
deeply appreciate of the mythology. I walked
away very impressed just as I was sinking further into the depths of
alcoholism. Indeed, interrogatories are
something entirely different but the palm scar is the key for this particular
abstraction and maybe this was indeed the finest singular snapshot so far. I see a morphing here, a transformation
taking place yet this was certainly in keeping with the grim spirit of the
first iteration. Again, I feel the
obsession growing and it is a great thing.
Just as the little star was returned to me. so briefly.
But I will take anything. I am
nothing. I’ve never really liked American
horror story but you know I might watch the upcoming season 9. Or will i?
the more I learn the less I want to know. I ate a steak a while ago but it was
overcooked. I like my red meat to
bleed. Half playing cards and scary eyes
with navy blue around them. I think
perhaps fun house is going to be scorching me.
can his fingers brings the fire during the coming boiling months? Can you do what you want? Of course through all this I cannot neglect the
importance of drinking coffee and smoking cigarettes. And big chunky handfuls of slime, goop, gunk
and stretching it out. I have to figure
out the correct substances. But all that
tactility is only a….i don’t know. Its not
the main thing but in a sense it is the main thing. Makes a lot of sense. All of it is the main thing but only one main
thing can be the actual main thing. Or something. It is a certainty that the next box will be
replete with a black neck and skittishness and filthiness and I will need to
discover the apocryphal information and mayhaps this will be the crucial
ingredient to the something main thing I was just mentioning but again we I mean
I need that apocalyptic fun house and the new kingdom. Ah the smell of fish. Handling the aquatic throughout all the days
and of course there was the precious and intoxicating division of pink while we
stood recounting past shames and it was wonderful. It seems I don’t have much analysis but,
correctly put, this simply booked; true excellence. Secrets are traveling again. I see we must all return to the place of
original inspiration. I do believe a new
powerful potion may have been added into the mix. But which fits in beautifully. The end of all things. the necessary destruction of humanity and
looking on in a gregarious voyeuristic fashion.
Ah, now I fully understand the resonance of research. The extremes of sex have been brought into
sharper focus and I see cruising as a delightful command more than anything else. Hotter than the sun. there is nothing behind the
sun. the raw fragile precious beauty
must only exist in the smallest of doses.
He must live inside the hate for this to be effective. And now I see the upcoming epic importance of
traveling watermelon men and the ivories.
There is so much taking place I’m not sure how it can all happen. Or something.
I watched a Latina pantyhose try on haul video earlier today. I was only able to make to the second pair of
hosiery. Once again, my doom is
sealed. My doom is constantly being
sealed.
Lisey’s
Story is one of my favorite Stephen King novels so imagine my excitement upon
learning it would be adapted to an 8 episode miniseries starring Julianne
Moore. I was happy I immediately ate an entire 13 oz. jar of Kraft
Jet-Puffed Marshmallow Creme. Then I thought long and hard about how
great it would be to blow my brains out though I lamented that I would likely
not be able to see haunting after imagery of blood, bone and brain matter
splattered across the wall of my posh flat. I like the word piebald
but I rarely use it conversation. I watched a movie the other night and
really liked it. It had the woman from
Batman Forever. It was also directed by
someone who made a movie I really loved a couple years and I think I had just
as strong feelings for this new work as I did slash do for that previous one
and so I now will follow this director forever!
But yes, this current discussion involving seven times two…possibly the very
best so far? Hmmm, don’t want to commit
to that. As ever, I continue to miss the
maternal spirit and a bit of nihilistic pontificating but this was a real
corker for sure! And very stylish but
not in a derivative way. Were I better man I’d be going for the very first in
line. Perhaps I would say I understand
at the very end. Intriguing what actions
we might take in order to prevent earthquakes.
And now I see the raw anticipation returning when it comes to
returning. I have no invasion of doubts
which is a play on something no one will understand. I simply loved, wish to say more but unable
due to inadequacy. Of course, I listened
a great deal Michael Chiklis’s album Influence again today. Still the biggest influence on me as a
person. don’t know the color of eyes. Spilled bottle but said my name. running out of. For the best? Keep muses in heart. Ball.
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