Daily Archives: December 4, 2001

Shit…late for class Current mood:

Shit…late for class
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Sitting here naked in my

Sitting here naked in my room with just a towel on is doing nothing to help my creative thought process.
Staring at the pills lying on the table to combat my malnutrition, depression, and my cold is doing nothing to help my confidence.
The chocolate bar is stirring up a little bit of emotion, but my queasy stomach is quickly putting together a filibuster against that idea.
The mirror is the only winner in this battle as it laughs at the fat that is rolling off of my arms and body.
The room is weighted down by the darkness and the chaos of clothes, books, papers, and wads of tissue paper that litter the floor
And in the center for this dark, chaotic mess I sit, neither going forwards or backwards, just waiting for nothing; just waiting.
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So the paper is perpetually

So the paper is perpetually stuck at six pages, actually more like 4 real pages of info and 2 pages of filler. I’m sure that I could go on with more filler, but the paper is suppose to focus on S. F. and not the 1960’s in general. Bah
Time for more chicken soup and mind numbing OTC drugs.
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I’m The ‘Which Online Personality

[If I were an online test, I would be The 'Which Online Personality Test Are You?' Test]

I’m The ‘Which Online Personality Test Are You?’ Test!

Oh irony of ironies! I just can’t get enough postmodernism, so of course I’m this same test I’ve just taken. Ho-ho!

Click here to find out which test you are!

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So I read thiswhich leads

So I read thiswhich leads to thisand to this.Naturally, since it does envovle my girlfriend,I decide to include my two cents on the matter with some picture for clothed GF and naked GF.
So I get some naked icon shots and I start to look through my collection for some clothed shots. The ones I posted turn out blah, so I deleted them and then start looking through my pics for something to post. The thing is that all of these pics are unedited and most are taken by me. That means that they are either out of focus, the lighting is way off or both. She would kill me if I posted them (secretly, I think she regrets that I even have a camera with the atrocious shots that I usually take. Maybe I’ll surprise her by taking a photo class one of these days.) So I decide to go to her journal to find a clothed pic of her. I also decided to goto portraitsto see if she had a clothed pic there.
Quickly going backwards through her journal, I only found one pic and it was kinda dark, so I didn’t post it. But it was cool to skin backwards through her journal, and by just catching a word or a phrase, bringing an image of a good time or a bad time. Sort of like in Sci-Fi movies when they erase your memory, you can see your life flash before you on the monitor backwards.
But going through portraits fast speed was really interesting. I started from the very begining in May and moved forward. It was interesting to see all of the pictures that were not there anymore and which pictures were still there. Lots of PhotoPoint and Fotki boxes What was really interesting was to see a picture that wasn’t there anymore with lots of comments. Got me curious to see what picture was there.
I’m sure this would be fun to do with other photo communities, like nakedpartsor maybe whitelight,although I’m sure it wouldn’t help the LJ servers if everybody did it at the speed that I did.
Anyway, I guess I should just ignore their poll about naked or clothed serraph. The true beauty of her can’t be judged in pictures of her with or with out clothes. It can’t be described in the flowerly words that all of us online citizen are so fluent in using. (O.K. some more than others) I think the true beauty of Suzanne is different for everyone that meets her. But for me, it is the unconditional love that she gives and how she can pull me out of the darkness and bear me on her feathered wings into the sky where I can listen to the songs of heavens and bask in the light of her love. I can discard the selfishness and the darkness and hated that surrounds me and reach a higher calling, if you will….
Hmmm, the medicine is starting to kick in I see….**sigh** Time to go meet my angel in the land of dreams…
Current mood: procrastinating
Current music: BT – Sunbird