Whatever Happened To Vileness Fats?
01.21.07 (2:12 pm) [edit]“Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt” - William Shakespeare
"I need to feel your heartbeat
So close, it feels like mine
All mine
I remember the feeling,
My hands in your hair
I remember the feeling
Of the rhythm we made
I need to land sometime
Right next to you
And feel your heartbeat
Right next to me"
- Adrian Belew
"My left arm needs some early retirement options."
- Something I said to D a couple days ago
1.) I woke up craving her warmth. Wanting to hold her close, lose myself in that red hair. I sang a Belew song to her, but she wasn't there. I felt hunger, loss, need. More than anything, just to be able to show love and warmth to a beautiful young lady.
Then I jerked off all over myself.
Oh well, can't keep that shit up for TOO long without doing a 180, eh?
2.) Three weeks into January, and we get our first real snow. The roads were utter shit this morning when I left to get Katie, but by the time we drove back, the plows had done their job. I think a snowman is in my near future.
3.) We just got done watching King Dinosaur, a really stupid 50s movie on MST3K. The dinosaur fight scene was a hoot - obviously they were regular little lizards being filmed so as to make them look big. A shot of one sticking his little lizard tongue (hey, wasn't that a Keneally song?) out at another led Crow to say "I'm gonna make a handbag outta you, gator." Katie laughed her head off. She's staying here tonight, and I'll take her to school tomorrow. I think we're gonna have fun.
4.) I'm really fucking tired and I actually slept well last night. Of course, it took forever to get out of bed from wanting someone special there with me, but...
5.) It's cold, so fuck it. I'm growing the beard back.
6.) An old friend found me on myspace. Good to hear from ya, Manir. Someday maybe I'll cross the ocean and have a pint or twelve of Scrumpy Jack and play old Genesis songs with you again. I'll pack a drum machine this time. :)
Love,
Dougie