She's all i want for Christmas.

and Bob Mould's Black sheets of Rain


-KL

A little bit more
growing out while growing in
changing while i stay the same
This darkened pit becomes more clear

curse those bastards laying in wait
what ever did they make?

the worlds yearking
it's pulling in and down
struggleing like a POW who can't get back to whatever the place he thinks he should be

just a little bit more.
just a little bit.

-Lyon

Hmm, well i just finnished making my first video collage with Pinnacle Studio.
Here it is.

-Cheers

I feel like an outsider looking in.
Like a child, staring at all the ants in the ant farm, living in their community building something together.
The child understands the ants, but the understanding is not reciprocated.

yea, i feel like that child, only I'm also eating mint n chip ice cream while watching the ants.


I guess i just am weird. But aren't we all supposed to be weird?
I bet there was a malfunction in the hospital where i was born and some other kids weirdness somehow ended up all over me when he popped out and now i have extra weird supper powers.




i really want a good pair of Doc Martens.

Reading Balzac

So today was charming. rather blustery.
Got some books from the Iliad.
A new one on Napoleon's last years on the Island of St. Helena.
And of course Balzac's Human Comedy.

"In diving to the bottom of pleasure we bring up more gravel than pearls"
-Balzac


"Books are those faithful mirrors that reflect to our mind the minds of sages and heroes.”

Tomorro i have no class. I am a little dissapointed in this because i enjoy class especially philosophy class (which is now over for the semester).

However tomorro will be grand. I'm going down to the Illiad to peruse and specifically get a copy of Balzac's "La Comédie humaine" or "The Human Comedy". It gives a view of french life in the years after the fall of Napoleon Bonaparte. What a guy.