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| Jul. 31st, 2006 @ 12:14 am CRUSH!! HL2 Drool Prose-stylin' | |||
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Current Mood:
Oh, Alyx... You say so much to me,  ecstaticCurrent Music: some City and Colour *I cannot speak* Why do you have to be so unreal/unfair? So sexy, smart, and cool, and I drool, I drool for you; I really do. Break-and-enter; -you are a thief With your magic key, you get anywhere Hack and go; never slow Combine fools never know ; What hits 'em is My crowbar! Fucking up their faces ; Those no-nose ;no-knows No-one-knows who these bastards are, They try to kill you, my baby The headcrab zombies make a grab, But I beat them back--Kill them- Buckshot to the ass/face, I will kill God Himself, too protect you from his indifferent shames, --Gravity You love me, I know-- Laugh when I fall through ventilation ducts I know you're joking, Alyx, --We (can)never stop running, Because, Because we know that will be the end, The end of us. __ It is so unfair that I should long for a fictional character this much. :S |
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| Jul. 6th, 2006 @ 01:37 am Updated!!! FINALLY | |||
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| I am weeping tears to my ears, for the thought of all of us talking together. This image I have of us "relating" helps to solve all problems, ends all miscommunication, and generally makes everyone feel "supergood" until the day they die, which commences with a resounding " I'm OKAY." *Frustration*: Why can't I think this clearly when I am sober? Something to ponder on, perhaps, after I have consulted the I CHING. After all, I am finally a University graduate! Did you not hear? I can speak fluently on the thematic concerns of the star-crossed knight in Spenser's Faerie Queene! That means that my education has been worthwhile! I am going to kill some people on my computer and I am then going to bed. Goodnight! PAUL |
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| Jul. 6th, 2006 @ 01:30 am (no subject) | |||
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| Why is it only in the killing that I feel alive? Why does it seem that life drags me through these disparate abnormalities just in order to gauge my reaction versus a normal human imput? Why can I only confront my own shortcomings when I am truly skunked???? |
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| Jul. 6th, 2006 @ 12:54 am (no subject) | |||
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| Oh GOD! Why isit on;y when I am extremelyt intoxicated that I would even think about updating this journal? Trust me in thinking that I have considered and thought about each and every one of you during my long stint of non-updatey status, and I've wondered what it is that drives me to update at this time suffice to say that I am currently extremely drunk, involved in clandestine operations, and find myself doubting every little thing that comprises my meager, little life. I am a friend to you all, despite my noticeable absence and indifferent attitude towards your digitla plights. Show me some love, and I swear, I'll be reciprocal, baby... I'm just too drunk now to want to be alone. I love you all, despite my upbringing. :) |
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| Nov. 24th, 2005 @ 07:15 pm (no subject) | |||
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Current Mood:
WHO AM I?!? I'm Paul! calmWHERE HAVE I BEEN?!? NEW YORK!! WHY?!? Fucked if I know! I met a man named Scholopp Jones in Times Square... Apparently, while the Naked Cowboy is a fixture in the Square during the more pleasant months, Scholopp is the wintertime unofficial town crier. Scholopp wears an old-school vietnam jacket and a toque, which automatically means he's the inspiration behind "taxi driver", but it also means that he has lots of cool stories to tell. If only I brought a tape recorder to go with my camera. Anyway, I will follow with de pictures soon enough. You will get to witness my encounter with a very special 4-year-old blonde girl/cultist leader in central park wooing the masses of multicultural Sesame-Street-esque kids with her mad, divine-inspired proselytizing, the park ranger horse who shat on its tail and then swatted me with it, and, of course, the withered Mesoamerican corpse I asked out on a date... ;) C'mon, it'll be fun! Back to my life, as I haven't posted in almost a year! Guh. I am still working as a druggist, I have the same friendly contact with my relatives, and I still try to go to school, but not so much this semester. I've been on a brief hiatus (see? it makes it sound like something important!) I'm still getting a camera, starting work on my first short film, and I'm still a dangerous man to know. Questions? Any? -And for a preemptive strike, YES the baby is mine. j/k Peace, y'aw Paul |
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| Apr. 20th, 2005 @ 08:25 pm Vulgar Apotheosis A-go-go! | |||
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Current Mood: awake
I am become like Slug, asshole of worlds. Every day comprises of me waking up either really early or really late, stumbling to work, having old people cough in my face, and having to see comfort beaten to bloody death by impersonality and convenience.Current Music: "Wizards and Warriors" -the Minibosses But enough about my feelings... On to the good stuff! ;) Interesting Factoid #1: Every time Paul has tried to take a girl out on a date in the last two months, it has rained and rained, coating both he and the other of differing chromosomes in God's post-papal-peeing. Factoid #2:: Speaking of popes and God's piss, this new nazi-pope has something like 16 strikes against him? Let's count, shall we? FormerHitlerYouthFormerWWIIGermanSoldier Factoid #3: Paul is getting himself a brand spanking new video motion camera! That's right! Soon you will see his various sexual exploits/ even get to film your own if you are friendly and sign over exclusive copyrights! ;) This is the deal: I'm assembling some things for a portfolio which will either make it's way to Ryerson or Concordia for future admittance, or I will use it to pound the daylights out of videoFACT and other media organizations into giving me government grants and subsidies (Hey, a boy has to take advantage of all that Liberal hypocrisy and corruption at the federal level, huh-whay?) Factoid #4: Paul is finishing up his long running D&D game! This is way too nerdy and catastrophically personal, but it's good to know that I've successfully DM'ed a Forgotten Realms game for almost two years! (give or take 6 months). The first time my buds have reached near 20th level by way of totally legit gaming! Now I have to option some other game, but I haven't made up my mind yet. Factoid #5: Despite the gloom and misery of the first sentence of this post, Paul remains an optimistic creature by nature. Belief in cause and effect leads inexorably to more and more bitter philosophies, and I'm pretty durned determined to not live my life according to what others have popularized or even fringe-ized (if that's not a word, it is now). For all my bluster and bombastic blurbering, I actually care about you, my friends, and I wish you nothing but safe journeying and satisfying dreams. Factoid #6: Paul is secretly not-human. He is descended from genetic stock more closely resembling that of a baboon, or silver-backed gorilla , or some other sort of ape that flings pellets of its own fecal matter to show disdain or fear. His arms are longer than they're supposed to be, and he walks in a mostly hunched-over position. He also kidnaps blonde women and scales mighty mortal edifices. |
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| Apr. 19th, 2005 @ 10:39 pm Just Cause... | |||
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Current Mood:
1. Don't reply with your name and I will not write something about you. annoyedCurrent Music: "Tapp Dat Azz" - Ludakris 2. I will not then tell you what song/band reminds me of you. 3. Next, I will absolutely not tell you who you remind me of, celebrity/animated or otherwise. 4. Last, I will try and succeed in not naming a single word that best describes you. 5. Never put shit like this in your journal. |
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