"He's losing his mind...
... and he feels it going."
Friday, August 12, 2005
About Me
- Name: Grend31
I usually have a pulse and manage to wake up with the expected number of body parts requisitioned to a human being of my specific gender.
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14 Comments:
So, how does it feel?
~k
Like a slow spiraling descent through a frigid gray sky into a dark chasm where you can only assume there is a rocky floor to greet you.
That good huh?
~K
Now, by rocky do you mean craggy like with boulders, or smooth and damp, or perhaps spikey like stalagmites?
mmmm.. smooth and damp.
I'll take smooth and damp please!
By the way.. the quote was from a sound byte in a Skinny Puppy song. Should probably credit that eh? Convulsion from Too Dark Park. Which I'm listening to right now. This very moment.
Would you like company?
It's a one-seater Dragonfly. Besides it'd be most ignoble to take anyone down with m'self.
She could sit on your lap.....
Oh, sorry. Bad VG! Bad!
~grins~ Bad, bad, NAUGHTY VG!
But that's why I like you.
i lost my mind awhile back. but it's okay because i wasn't using it anyway.
I lost my mind a LONG time ago - the problem is I just fly arond aimlessly as I have no idea where to go...
I am looking for someone to direct me to Crazytown...
I got wings.
I can get there myself.
Although, a lap would be less tiresome than flight.
The rocky floor sounds a little frightening... can we skip that part?
Vegas: You sir, are a very naughty boy. And should be punished.
Serra: This place is always and shall ever be a haven for the naughty.
Sandra: I need mine Sandra. It's a safe refuge when the world is running amok threatening papercuts and sprinkling lemon juice.
Dragonfly: Gravity cannot be denied. And my little one-seater is out of gas.
Pity.
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