January 2010
52 posts
“Chaos is a friend of mine.”
– Bob Dylan
Capitale de la douleur — Paul Éluard
Un miracle de sable fin Transperce les feuilles les fleurs Éclôt dans les fruits Et comble les ombres Tout est enfin divisé Tout se déforme et se perd Tout se brise et disparaît La mort sans conséquences Enfin La lumière n’a plus la nature Ventilateur gourmand étoile de chaleur Elle abandonne les couleurs Elle abandonne son visage Aveugle silencieuse Elle est partout semblable et vide.
“I got lost somehow, began staring up her legs. I was always a leg man. It was...”
– PULP by Charles Bukowski
They're playing New Slang by the Shins
on Radio Campus Paris right now.
SHITTT. I’m reverting back to my XANGA days.
astronomical:
If I were a month, I’d be JULY.(31 days old). If I were a day of the week, I’d be THURSDAY.(off work). If I were a time of day, I’d be MIDNIGHT.(late at night). If I were a planet, I’d be NEPTUNE.(very big). If I were a sea animal, I’d be a DOLPHIN. If I were a direction, I’d be NOT LOST. If I were a piece of furniture, I’d be...
It's -7 degrees outside
And I’m freezing my ass off. Well everywhere else since my ass is pretty well endowed.
