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http://www.thesundaymail.news.com.au/common/story_page/0,5936,6815176%5E903,00.html
Poe - [Haunted]--- And, again, you have Warren, of the Thickets, to thank for this, another interesting news piece.
Having a party, in a House that can't be left, can't be escaped. Everyone from my other party is there, except that Vash the Stampede is also there. We're wandering around the party, at first, out of spite, having a raging party against the end of the world, or something as stupid. Then it's not summer, anymore, it's Christmas, and we're trying to gather up all of the movies that we're going to watch. We have all of these horribly made Christmas slasher films, and all of these anime specials, in what seems to be a video store, owned by Luke, and i feel like i'm not really a Part of all of this. I feel like i'm background, again, and that all of this is a show, for my benefit. Like they're all trying to make me feel ok. But i know that they aren't thinking about me, at all. We're outside, in a garden cemetary, and in the videostore, and there's snow on the ground. We contemplate Christmas porn, and i simply start gathering all the seasonally related stuff i can find.
Wolfwood's riding away, off into the desert, and Vash is chasing him, calling him a name he no longer uses, because that life is dead. Wolfwood tells Vash to let it go, and points a shot gun at him. Vash has lost his guns, and, for everyone else's benefit, has been acting like it's a big deal. He doesn't care, and he knows that they'll be ok. All he has is the gun in the left arm, which he uses to block the shots that Wolfwood fires at him. They keep riding and running through the desert.
Another shot of the cemetary.
I wake up
KMFDM - [Terror]--- And that's last night's dreams. A little disturbing, in some respects. I think there was something about my mom, in there, at one point, but maybe in the "camp, getting dropped off" sense. Like she took me to the place....
Anyway. Good morning. There are stories that i will be working on, today. Also, i will be excercising today. And drinking a lot of caffeine. i need to excercise, more, if i want to keep my gods blessed metabolism.
Later
Poe - [Haunted]--- And, again, you have Warren, of the Thickets, to thank for this, another interesting news piece.
Having a party, in a House that can't be left, can't be escaped. Everyone from my other party is there, except that Vash the Stampede is also there. We're wandering around the party, at first, out of spite, having a raging party against the end of the world, or something as stupid. Then it's not summer, anymore, it's Christmas, and we're trying to gather up all of the movies that we're going to watch. We have all of these horribly made Christmas slasher films, and all of these anime specials, in what seems to be a video store, owned by Luke, and i feel like i'm not really a Part of all of this. I feel like i'm background, again, and that all of this is a show, for my benefit. Like they're all trying to make me feel ok. But i know that they aren't thinking about me, at all. We're outside, in a garden cemetary, and in the videostore, and there's snow on the ground. We contemplate Christmas porn, and i simply start gathering all the seasonally related stuff i can find.
Wolfwood's riding away, off into the desert, and Vash is chasing him, calling him a name he no longer uses, because that life is dead. Wolfwood tells Vash to let it go, and points a shot gun at him. Vash has lost his guns, and, for everyone else's benefit, has been acting like it's a big deal. He doesn't care, and he knows that they'll be ok. All he has is the gun in the left arm, which he uses to block the shots that Wolfwood fires at him. They keep riding and running through the desert.
Another shot of the cemetary.
I wake up
KMFDM - [Terror]--- And that's last night's dreams. A little disturbing, in some respects. I think there was something about my mom, in there, at one point, but maybe in the "camp, getting dropped off" sense. Like she took me to the place....
Anyway. Good morning. There are stories that i will be working on, today. Also, i will be excercising today. And drinking a lot of caffeine. i need to excercise, more, if i want to keep my gods blessed metabolism.
Later
