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loki_of_asgard

10:09PM - o_o

It's cold. I don't think you understand. The GODDAMN SUN went down AT FUCKING 5 in the afternoon. 5PM. The whole day was overcast and then the sun went home early. I'm wearing three layers of clothing including socks and a hood INDOORS. My brain just wants to go to sleep all the damn time. Against all reason, the more I use my hands, the colder and more rickety they get. They hurt when I wake up. This must be what arthritis feels like.

And it's dry. My throat feels like...there is honestly no way of describing it. It's like I want to drink but my body is saying you don't need water. It's so cold, you're just going to pee it all out. PEE OUT everything you just DRANK.

Unholy gods...I'm thirsty but I'm freezing. This is why people turn into alcoholics, the fucking weather. Fuck you weather.

I will not open that 40 in the ref. I will not drink alone at home for no reason.

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On a completely unrelated note, there are two reasons to watch Blades of Glory: Amy Poehler in slutty dresses and Jenna Fischer in lingerie.

Current mood: crushed

loki_of_asgard

8:22PM - A Love Letter to Comic Books

( The following are a job posting I saw on Craig's List and my answer to said posting. )

Current mood: hopeful

loki_of_asgard

12:38AM - :)

Reading Promethea on the train, the train, by the way, is awesome, I love the train... Reading Promethea on the train, there was this really graphic scene where an old magician goes down on the demi-goddess. Except he's not actually performing oral sex on her, he's drinking from the grail of compassion, of feminine power, which represents the needs and wants of all mankind.

I laughed. It was an amazing piece of writing and I laughed.

I made myself crispy bacon and eggs, sunny side up, with rice and a glass of fresh orange juice on a cold morning. You have no idea how big the smile on my face was.

I went to the Los Angeles Central Library for the first time ever. It was breathtaking. My breath? Taken. Just, you know, gone. The murals in the rotunda were sad and vaguely racist but I let that pass. I can appreciate nearly anything done with that much skill. I stood there next to the giant Christmas tree and stared...and spun a little. I mean, it's a rotunda. You'd have to.

Just a few minutes ago I found myself getting excited about watching a DVD. Ghost Town. It was a let down but that's not the point. I got excited. That's enough.

Last night I met some good people at a new friend's birthday. I was told that I'm sweet. I got a warm drunken hug.

My life has joy again.

Soon it'll have art.

Current mood: good

moki

3:20AM - On growing older

But Molly pushed him aside and went up to the unicorn, scolding her as though she were a strayed milk cow. "Where have you been?" Before the whiteness and the shining horn, Molly shrank to a shrilling beetle, but this time it was the unicorn's dark eyes that looked down.

"I am here now," she said at last.

Molly laughed with her lips flat. "And what good is it to me that you're here now? Where were you twenty years ago, ten year ago? How dare you, how dare you come to me now, when I am this? With a flap of her hand, she summed herself up: barren face, desert eyes, and yellowing heart. "I wish you had never come, why do you come now?" The tears began to slide down her nose.

- The Last Unicorn by Peter S. Beagle

loki_of_asgard

6:43PM - Horror

http://opinion.inquirer.net/inquireropinion/editorial/view/20091125-238361/Horror

Read it. Then make an unholy noise.

This is why I'm coming back. This is why I can't stay here.

Current mood: angry