the house is infested with ants, not the small ones but the centimeter-long black ones, i've already squashed bunches of them & there's been more than once when i've found them crawling up my pant legs or down my arms... the bad thing is, i'm getting used to it.
posted by malachi trizec @ 6:45 p.m.
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posted by malachi trizec @ 5:47 a.m.
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tequila with ginger ale : good
tequila with tea: bloody 'orrible
posted by malachi trizec @ 3:37 p.m.
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"even, just utter Woman, utter Oooooozing femininity. There was
discovered them, but they flit and bob so, that I cannot line
stomach. Whilst we did closely observe this organ, we did feed"
-- this copied directly from a piece of spam i got, apparently for a russian 'personals' site. strange how poetry seems completely inadvertant.
is laughing at the word "pooper" too weird?
presuming i keep posting entries to this blog well into senility, it would be kinda interesting to be able to go back & read all this stuff that i'm writing now -- d'you think that somewhere out there there are blogs that've been written to ever since the Dawn of the Age of Blogging?
so london got bombed again... guess i could wear my 'london pride' beer-bottle cap button tomorrow along with my 'arson' t-shirt...
addendum -- almost 5am, same day:
for something scarier than smegma, check out the official 'page for norad. there's even colouring pages of pictures of fighter planes for the younguns. i looked it up 'cause i'm working on my final essay for summer school (due today), on the nonexistence of a "distinctly" canadian identity
posted by malachi trizec @ 12:22 a.m.
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i've whacked even more of my hair off: now there's just a crooked shock of it in front & the rest is stubble. it looks horrible in the best sense of the word.
posted by malachi trizec @ 6:30 p.m.
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posted by malachi trizec @ 9:06 a.m.
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"mom, is she a boy or a girl?"
that's what i heard some kid ask on my way back home -- he was rude enough to point, too.
i hate children.
posted by malachi trizec @ 2:25 p.m.
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posted by malachi trizec @ 4:22 a.m.
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i've figured out how to stay reasonably alert in class without chemical assistance!
all i have to do is sleep during the day from whenever i come back to around midnight, whereupon i get up & do my homework & stuff then: this means i don't have to change my nocturnal habits but will still allow me to get kinda used to being up in the morning. i tried this yesterday & except for needing a concentrated blast of loud music during lunch (dead letter dept.) & sneaking out repeatedly to splash cold water on my face, i only nodded off during the last hour or so of class.
posted by malachi trizec @ 4:14 a.m.
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damn, i miss snow.
in class, the part of the wall i use to prop up my head to keep from falling asleep has turned blue from my hair-dye rubbing off on it. someone's also graffittied the word "hitler" there in big, bright pink letters.
posted by malachi trizec @ 4:13 a.m.
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i've been informally apprenticed to an artist/papermaker/bookbinder for a bit over a year now, something i've never mentioned because it's not very exciting (i mean, i learn stuff & all that...) but today i found a box-full of votive/ceremonial paper money in a dumpster -- & added ripped up pieces of it to the pulp mixture i was already using. so now the paper has all these bits embedded in it that say "hell bank note" & some chinese guy with a weird hat who i suppose is the king of the underworld. so if some bad juju happens & my limbs fall off or something, you'll know why.
the library has many fun things other than the free air conditioning & fellow homeless types. the saddest story i've read &/or remember reading, 'the end of the world' by moyra robson, is in the anthology geeks, misfits and outlaws [edited by zoe whittall], i was gonna buy myself a copy when it first came out... but like nearly always, i got distracted by some shiny thing-or-person & forgot all about it. the library has as copy which i came across some weeks back ; i borrowed it, forgot about it, & finished reading it last night while i was supposed to be forcing myself to do more chemistry math problems. most of the geeks, misfits, & outlaws in the book seem to be either queer or children for some reason. today on the streetcar i saw a guy with an orange-&-yellow batman-symbol tattoo on his calf; he has a face like bill gates after a bad night. yesterday there was a topless guy with breasts twice the size of mine on the bus with his ass overflowing 2 seats: why can't i go about shirtless, huh?
one of the more messed up reasons why i can't focus enough on my chemistry is this: i 'see' moles (the animal) in my head whenever the word "mole" (the unit of measurement equalling 6.02 x 10 to the 23rd power) appears in the text. i think this is because i can't wrap my mind around such a huge number & my imagination is supplying this half-assed substitute.
beer bottle-cap buttons: i'm making a whole bunch of them to wear according to my mood. my current favourite is the one for black sheep ale -- it's got white, calligraphic lettering in a circle on a black background. all you need's a bottle cap that's not too bent, a couple of pennies (or dimes if you're rich), & a pin-thingie of the sort that gets glue-gunned to the backs of cheap medallions. & glue of course, something strong & manly like carpenter's glue or superglue. what you do is: 1.) rough up the inside part of the cap with something nice & pointy, this is to help the glue stick better. 2.) glue in your pennies (or dimes, you capitalist pig) one on top of another & let that dry. 3.) glue in the pin-thingie. let that dry, & ta daa! your very own less-than-stylish 'fashion' acessory: now you don't have to tell people you're an alcoholic...
posted by malachi trizec @ 7:28 p.m.
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i only noticed this yesterday, but there are actual gas lamps on king street, it's only on one side of one block (just west of jarvis st.) in an area i don't frequent because of all the suit-people that populate the place. i suppose it makes sense in a cold hearted, mercenary way to give those who could afford to spend obscene amounts of money pretty stuff to spend it on, but i don't have to like it. incidentally, the best/largest liquor store in toronto is in another 'nice' part of town, yonge street outside of summerhill station -- there's an entire room that has nothing but different kinds of whiskey & scotch...
posted by malachi trizec @ 4:25 a.m.
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summer school might not suck as badly as it could. the teacher's fairly intelligent & doesn't mind, if not openly encourages, debate; he does have thinning bono-hair though, but who am i to judge people by their appearances? in an attempt to appear more 'user friendly,' i took out the metal spikes in my hair & replaced them with little skulls... it didn't help at all: i came early to stake out a seat at the back & watched as all the seats except the ones next to & in front of me fill up. the seat directly in front of the filing cabinets is empty too. we got homework on the first day & i haven't done it. i've finally managed to do some of my chemistry stuff, though -- just 300 more pages to go.
posted by malachi trizec @ 3:59 a.m.
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posted by malachi trizec @ 9:56 a.m.
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the sky is now that shade of purple-y grey that means the sun's coming up & i just only now realized that the previous entry is the first woe-is-me-i'm-an-angsty-doom filled-teenager poem type thing i've done for the blog, & that as minimalistic/sarcastic as it was it's still a new phase that seems to me to be all there is to some blogs by other random, doom filled, angsty teenagers. at least i don't use emoticons or smileys, hey?
posted by malachi trizec @ 2:33 a.m.
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this insomnia is getting very annoying.
i can't sleep but i don't feel tired.
this probably means i'll die young & prematurely wrinkly.
i've had permenant dark circles under my eyes since i was 10.
fuck.
posted by malachi trizec @ 1:54 a.m.
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posted by malachi trizec @ 11:26 p.m.
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- goes down smooth like a liver milkshake.
i'm bored & disgruntled, an art school dropout-turned-culinary school student - no, i don't want my own tv show or line of cutlery ever; maybe a rogue catering truck or small pub somewhere, someday. trying to 'think long term' & hopefully learn how to set down roots. --------------------------------------------------- non-medicinal ingredients: over-punctuation & incomplete sentences, 2nd-hand books, black pepper ice-cream, & mostly functional alcoholism.
& because i'm ever so lonely (...oh, the unbearable paainnn...)
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