2003-07-23 - 9:44 a.m. One Word Okay this site is kinda cool. You hit go, see a word, (hence ONE WORD), and then write about it as quick as you can for I think thirty seconds. Its stream of conciousness. Which is good for me because thats how I write EVERYTHING. Anyway...Judith gave me the link and its rather cool, so I thought I would let you all know... I guess I should post the crap i wrote. The word was: Cave Cave I died there, once when I was 15. I died in a cave and I wished I would never return to life. But I did, and then I was forced back out into the sun. Damned by the dankness and darkness of the cave. Silly bats...
Detect
I can't see your thoughts. I can't figure out what you are thinking. You have to tell me. I have to listen. Thats how this works. This can't go one like this anymore. If you don't tell me whats in your head; TELL ME, not expect me to know. Then I will end this. We will be ended.
Solid
Oh my god its soild. This is what Hinckley said when he saw John's new car. It was a shitbox 93 Forst Escort wagon. Soild wasn't the right word, but Hincks always head an affinity for crappy cars. Much like sam and his love of Mazda 323's. Later we all got together and tried to touch John's car, but it was eletric, so it shocked us.
Delicate
I hate delicate things. You just have to be careful. I don't want to be careful in life. I want to make mistakes and damage myself, and dream of running through a shopping aisle and having things smash around me, and not caring. I really wish things were made of ideas.
The only comfort is ice cream. Gallons and Gallons of Ice Cream. I want to swim in Rocky Road, and Dive into Heavenly Hash.
I didn't save anything for you. I took it all. I am pure selfishness. I hated the idea that someone else could get something I wanted. The only thing I saved for you was emptyness and despair.
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