sunday nite
of karate/judo/sumo fighters. of driving huge army tanks in a warehouse. the army tank was sorta battery operated and my job was to drive it around while others had to shift huge boxes of stationery. their tanks had weird curtains. a girl wanted my mobile phone number. and when she called, it was from a uk based phone. i saw malcolm. and then i saw some kid called darcy. and then i saw my younger sister camping by the railtracks smoking weed. and then i went back to the old house. and there were heaps of packages and letters for me. it was too overwhelming. and then i woke up.
saturday nite
a girl got trapped in a vampire's house. but it was like a longhouse. entirely made of wood. then she was wrapped around in white cloth like a mummy but her head was visible. she spun round and round the house while everybody tried to stab her and cut off her arms and slice her body. she managed to stab the head vampire with a mannequin and then the entire film shifts into another scene where mother was cradling a newborn baby boy.
albums : burn piano island burn + eat lightning shit thunder
Monday, March 24, 2003
Thursday, March 13, 2003
last nite
trapped in a very dark tunnel and chased by yellow beasts with super huge fangs. we were supposed to be saved by some forest rangers but they turned out to be vampires instead. same when i was in a diy discotheque and the security guard was about to get it on but i had kung fu skills so that was cool. then later on, i met dave grohl and i was elevated into the sky with wings on my back. i felt like a flying monkey from the wizard of oz.
monday nite
they didn't give me any anasethetics . i was on the operating table, eyes wide open, hands completely cuffed. maybe in a straightjacket. no, they were going to scoop out my throat. i saw the knives. i saw their evil sparkles behind the white masks. blinded by the lasers, i am suddenly awake and walking towards my mother. she was extremely worried and concerned. where was my wheelchair? this corridor is empty. no nurses, no patients. not very enlightening. i looked into the mirror. three stitches. only.
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trapped in a very dark tunnel and chased by yellow beasts with super huge fangs. we were supposed to be saved by some forest rangers but they turned out to be vampires instead. same when i was in a diy discotheque and the security guard was about to get it on but i had kung fu skills so that was cool. then later on, i met dave grohl and i was elevated into the sky with wings on my back. i felt like a flying monkey from the wizard of oz.
monday nite
they didn't give me any anasethetics . i was on the operating table, eyes wide open, hands completely cuffed. maybe in a straightjacket. no, they were going to scoop out my throat. i saw the knives. i saw their evil sparkles behind the white masks. blinded by the lasers, i am suddenly awake and walking towards my mother. she was extremely worried and concerned. where was my wheelchair? this corridor is empty. no nurses, no patients. not very enlightening. i looked into the mirror. three stitches. only.
hello from my 13dayold computer.
music has been pinback.