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FEB 9...I haven't blogged in a while...
Like three years.
SO.
the story is that I had given my 2001 journal to someone and was waiting (in vain) to get it back before continuing on to 2002 and forward.
I have since then moved from Greece to TheMerica with only 2 suitcases, none of them containing my journals (or my computer files), and so, I will have to start anew with 2010.
In 2000 and ten there was apparently no january for me, but starting on Feb 9th I began a comic-a-day diary. I know it's mid-March, but I don't have a scanner, so I will give my comics to the world wide world of the interwebs in chunks here and there.
So, without further ado... here is my my my Febuary nine nine nine.
Monday, November 5, 2007
Trilogies. Account of a Ridiculous Panic Attack in 00
Trilogies.
My eyelids are exploding somehow, I know they are, in little bits, tiny miniscule explosions that dissolve the flesh around my eyes... too much caffeine in a few granules of instant coffee.. far too much. The wall clock at 10:58 3/4 is right there inside my devastatingly cold and loud eyelids and I'm SO PISSED about trilogiesI can't contain it. My stomach is careening towards my knees and my toes feel like childrens fireworks.
Trilogies. Back to the Future, Rocky, Rambo... ok, more than just trilogies, James Bond and Superman, too, then.
Clueless, clueless. Maybe I am, maybe they are.
The Songwriters, I mean, where are the musical trilogies?
Maybe they're out there and I don't know about them. MY GOD I've got to find them. Got to get them, all of them. Same bat characters in new bat stories carried over carried on carion.
My eyelids are exploding somehow, I know they are, in little bits, tiny miniscule explosions that dissolve the flesh around my eyes... too much caffeine in a few granules of instant coffee.. far too much. The wall clock at 10:58 3/4 is right there inside my devastatingly cold and loud eyelids and I'm SO PISSED about trilogiesI can't contain it. My stomach is careening towards my knees and my toes feel like childrens fireworks.
Trilogies. Back to the Future, Rocky, Rambo... ok, more than just trilogies, James Bond and Superman, too, then.
Clueless, clueless. Maybe I am, maybe they are.
The Songwriters, I mean, where are the musical trilogies?
Maybe they're out there and I don't know about them. MY GOD I've got to find them. Got to get them, all of them. Same bat characters in new bat stories carried over carried on carion.
Necromancers on Holiday
Their triangles hang in circles
on chains around their necks
Witches from Sweden
Listening to R.E.M
drinking Coke Light
Their naughty kids
Praising God
for no snow
on the island
exposing their pink thighs
on white plastic beds
sacrificing
to the Sun
Their wizard fathers in Ray Bans
Tom Cruise of Druids.
on chains around their necks
Witches from Sweden
Listening to R.E.M
drinking Coke Light
Their naughty kids
Praising God
for no snow
on the island
exposing their pink thighs
on white plastic beds
sacrificing
to the Sun
Their wizard fathers in Ray Bans
Tom Cruise of Druids.
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