The Hunch-head of Notre Pit

I've got a hump on my forehead. It's not discoloured, but it sticks out there. If someone drew a nipple on it, it would like like a boob right there above my left eye. Since I already feel like a boob for slamming into my car like Gulli bull, I am going to do my bestest to discourage my coworkers from drawing nipples upon my head.

I slept like the Dead last night. Narcotics do that to me. Now I need more narcotics, given the load of work sitting on my desk when I got here. It's enough to compel me to go out there and ram my ION again. That's really quite sad.

I'm looking forward to making more screen caps today. If all goes well, I should have the Shriek site utterly transformed as far as imagery is concerned by the the weekend. Maybe then, I'll have the gumption to call Barry.

As for now, I barely have the gumption to be here in The Pit with my achey-breaky head.

Typical Conversation

• Me: I'm still a bit woozy, but it's not from the injury....I think I'm still a little high on the drugs.


• Steph: heheheheheh.


• Me: And I'm hot. The knot on my head is hot. I have a hot knot.


• Steph: You know, that sounds like a porno. Bowm chica bowm bowm.

....and we both laugh.

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I need a big hairy man to wrap me up in his arms and comfort me until my head stops hurting.

That is all.

WTF, Mate?

I am completely incapable of any productive activity today. I keep finding myself sitting and staring off into space or wibbling to the bathroom and back on occasion.

What the hell is wrong with me?

BSG

There's a Battlestar Galactica marathon starting at 7PM tonight. I'm so there.

Screen Caps

I have 846 Shriekback screen caps for the website, but all of them are bitmaps. I need to figure out how to do a mass conversion from .bmp to .jpg. Also, "Get Down Tonight" wasn't included on the DVD because, like a mo-ron, I didn't give it to Llew to add. Maybe I can talk him into doing an extra DVD for me. Once I have all these pics converted, the Shriek fans who visit the site are going to be on visual overload. Buahahahahah!!!

From my 1st Degree Journal

November, 1992
We often question the paths on which we tread, but rarely do we question the feet the carry us.

16 November, 1992
Yoor'Dhraicynna nadol'brid'Eterahn stan,
Tarma'teavo vaprivallannan.

2 January, 1993
Everybody wants to sink.

3 February, 1993 (author unknown)
If the Earth were only a few feet in diameter, floating a few feet above a field somewhere, people would come from everywhere to marvel at it. People would walk around it, marveling at its big pools of water, its little pools and the water flowing between the pools. People would marvel at the bumps on it, and the holes in it, and they would marvel at the very thin layer of gas surrounding it and the water suspended in the gas. The people would marvel at all the creatures walking around the surface of the ball, and at the creatures in the water. The people would declare it precious because it was the only one, and they would protect it so that it would not be hurt. The ball would be the greatest wonder known, and people would come to behold it, to be healed, to gain knowledge, to know beauty and to wonder how it could be. People would love it, and defend it with their lives, because they would somehow know that their lives, their own roundness, could be nothing without it. If the Earth were only a few feet in diameter.

Call Me Butter

( I'm on a roll )

Go here, if'n ya wanna.

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Aunt Tudi is really getting on my last damned nerve tonight. It's like she does things that just scream "look at me look at me!" when what I really want is some alone time.

Such is the eternal struggle between someone raised with lots of kids and someone raised in solitude.

So far, she's read about half the newspaper to me, told me about a show she watched last night, and has proceeded to go into the dining room to watch a blooper show at which she laughed loudly and for a very long time, drowning out my show and my capacity to think clearly. Jesus! Most of the time, I can deal with it, but tonight, I just want to be left the fuck alone.