Wednesday, July 07, 2004

I got dared yesterday in the Truth-Or-Dare forums to write an erotic short story, which I accepted and submitted today. Now, everyone in the forum wants me to go and have coffee at their houses, even the lesbian girl, Jinkx (or as I refer to her, Hot J).

No, I'm not posting it in here, forget it.

Finally had Frank's laptop returned today after it was sent in for repairs. About time the thing arrived! The poor dude.

Petrock's been sending me url's to pictures of his wife's bottom. She has SUCH an incredible ass! I envy the guy. They're very open minded and cool, awesome company. I missed a coffee at their place recently, but I shall make a point out of visiting them soon. They also have an IT company, might stumble across some things I could find useful.

Meeting Morticia (Tish/Sonja) and Tod next week sometime also, quite excited about that! I seem to have the ability to bump into people. I met these peeps all over the Morticia's Lair forum, which I received an E-Mail for from someone I do not know. And now, I've made friends with some truly lovely people. I am the moderator of the Battle of the Bands topics there, ensuring that the action always stays hot and seeping!

Visiting Taryn tonight. I miss her so very much. Our relationship is developing at the most incredible pace, so very quickly. I'm scared that it won't last very long, but I have a wonderful feeling about this woman, I think she's here to stay.

Random though of the Day: It is better to burn quickly and bright, than slowly and dull without a fight.

Tuesday, July 06, 2004

Last night, I selected a few songs on the PC, cranked the Hi-Fi up, and got into bed for a while.

The songs included Nailbomb's "Sick Life", Strapping Young Lad's "Aftermath" and Type O Negative's "Love you to Death".

The latter was merely for the fact that I misheard "Am I good enough for you" as "I'm not good enough for you".

When I awoke at around 9 pm, I felt much better, but very guilty for the way I treated everyone in my mind, accusing them of misleading me with messages of love when all they had was hate. That's how I hurt myself, by telling myself that everyone else is telling me lies, poking fun at me. I never tell them about it though. Funny, this "attack" wasn't remotely as severe as some of the ones I had before I seemingly got rid of it a few years ago. It did drag on for two days, but it wasn't very intense in comparison. The thought of Taryn lingering in my mind had an influence on this, surely. I had a chat with my sister, Lelané, and sent Taryn a few SMS messages. She truly is incredible.

Reached a few webpages that were related to her "Best Socialwork Student of 2002" award. There are three photo's on there of her. Feeling proud of her, and also a little stupid. I've never had the opportunity to study at university, apart from the "university of life", and lots of experience.

Felt like fooling around, sent her a message asking her about her new boyfriend. The resulting SMS was incredible. I'm still wondering about how sincere she is though. I shouldn't doubt her, it's not fair at all, she's been nothing but good to me up till now.

We discussed a few things about sex on Sunday, she was concerned about my previous partners and so forth. I know that a woman of 27 will have slept with quite a few men in her lifetime. As long as she doesn't have all sorts of deseases, it's okay by me. I'm not a virgin myself either, so why should it bother me? I'm not too sure, she probed very discreetly, but it was obvious that she was wondering. She also wanted me to know that, even though size does matter, it's the intimacy. Dunno, maybe she feels that I'm insecure about my winkie. Am not, it's not a monster and not a mouse, it's just okay.

So.

Woah, intensive stuff.

uKrease wants someone to write a song with him, did offer my "services". I need to work with another artist on some music, apart from Module 69 - It broadens your perspective as well as your respect. If others hear about you in more than one place, the name spreads around. I want to be a recognized artist with all my heart, it's what I live for.

It's my birthday in 20 days. I have no idea what to do with myself. What does one do for a 25th birthday? Drink untill the room spins? Have sex with strangers? Kick canadian babies through windows? I don't know. I am contemplating handing myself over to a group of friends for that day, to see what they could conjure up. That does sound like a grand plan. No driving, no work, no nothing. Just give in.

I'm enjoying the debate of accountants: These guys are gonna get into one anothers faces real soon. Pretty heated and intense! Glad I'm the only IT guy, noone disputes my opinion, because noone know anything about the IT world but me. Great!

Missing my sweetheart so terribly.

Band practice tonight. Very happy about it.

Fired the Sheep also. He's upset with me, I think. It's for the best interest of the band.

Random thought of the Day : If you want to eat the fruit, you have to plant the tree first.

Monday, July 05, 2004

Great pains
I've gone to
Gang slang
I've gone to
Lame brain
Looking for gold I
I have become someone else
Outside
Stepping to inside
Stepping to my side
Stepping I wade through shit
He's a loser
He's a loser, she said
He's a loser
He's a loser, she said
I am mine
I am mine
I am mine
I am mine
I am mine
I can't become someone else
He's a loser
He's a loser, she said
He's a loser
He's a loser, she said


Vincent is paying me a visit again. I have Avoidant Personality Disorder with inheritent traits of Narcissistic Personality Disorder. I hate myself, but unlike Nacissism, I don't take it out on others. I take it out on myself. This results in huge feelings of worthlessness, the need to destroy (myself), and failure to accept love. It happens especially when I feel that someone cares too much for me - I am not worthy of their compassion. It's better now than four years ago, but Taryn has such genuine feelings for me, and I regret the fact that she fell in love with me - Because I firmly believe that I will disappoing her, hurt her and ultimately destroy her heart. Vincent is the name I have given to the "creature" that hurts me on the inside.

I'm sorry that I'm hurting you Taryn. I'm even more sorry that you don't know it yet.


A dark room is my world
Life no longer turns me on
Forget my friends
That already forgot me
Love me,
Dig me,
Cause I hate myself
The needle in, the brain out,
Don't know what I'm doing
The needle is a bullet in my head
Love me,
Dig me,
Cause I hate myself
Fucked up looks good, feels good, happy?
With yourself now you got no attention
Don't take part, demanding more
You're predictable and fucking boring
Two faces one for me and one for you, happy?
Same mistakes over and over
Getting away with it
I can't get over that
Getting away with it
A dark room is my world
Life no longer turns me on
Forget my friends
That already forgot me
Love me,
Dig me,
Cause I hate myself
Cause I hate myself
Cause I hate myself
Cause I hate myself
Cause I hate myself