Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

one onetwo onetwo and a half

fhhh

Daniel Petersen

Frenchy fresh smooth vinegar

U r deluded

Time is being wasted, or is the waste predetermined by the mentality within

Like children playing with a torch under the covers, the two women operate the mac

She is intriguing, she is beautiful, she is distant

I wake up to laughter, what have I missed

Blonde above, but pink below, followed by a soft white, and turquoise green

For the multiplth time

The smile at a problem is strangely attractive, or is the beauty of her face lit up by her trendy apple computer

Animation is the ever recurring female oddity, like an expectant mother, my hand hovers above the page, waiting for the next kick to prompt a movement

It was always such a pain spending two dollars on a game that you weren’t very good at, especially if you were a centre link child such as myself. It was such a pleasure to play again and again without any tax

Minimalism, like dry humour

Into my eyes, cannot look, why, how, displeasing. The only women who could look

Want to love, lacking spontaneity, unappreciated

A look of constant forgetting, or the struggle to remember

Became disillusioned

Hello only ends in goodbye

I feel pain, I feel no pain

What happens behind the canvas

Cosmetic, generic

See if I care

I was probably angry at the time

The point of no return

I dash into the darkness

The lady's feet tell me that I still have time

I am without the means

The lights go down, the voices start, supplemented by soft French accent, I can last no longer

This guy is a wank

Wasting my precious time

The bag is surprisingly, or not so surprisingly comfortable, if u really think

My actions of nothing have caused a reaction

An Australian technique seems to be to give a positive answer with a negative tone

Pre-wasted, drunk, destroy, brain, lose, time

Monday, September 1, 2008