|
|
Tuesday, November 25th, 2008
|
|
|
Horse-ripping, or horse slashing, is a similar animal cruelty phenomenon in which horses are killed, often involving mutilation of their genitalia and slashing of the flank or neck. Horse-ripping seems to be a European phenomenon, with 160 reported incidents in Britain between 1983 and 1993, and 300 incidents in Germany between 1992 and 1998. Causes remain uncertain and actual convictions are rare, though a man has been convicted in the Netherlands for a large number of such attacks on horses and ponies, along with the murder of a homeless person and the attempted murder of several humans.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cattle_mutilation
|
|
Tuesday, January 22nd, 2008
|
|
Wednesday, November 14th, 2007
|
| Time: | 4:53 pm. |
| Mood: |  full of fighting beans. | | Music: | Feel Like Makin' Love - Bad Company. |
|
Light-fisted stinging and little bladed voices. A big dark blur becoming a big light blur becoming a red blur becoming a dark blur. Inside-the-head stabbing and then nothing.
Then, a rhythmic beep. Pain, clean sheets, and mother.
"Oh, thank goodness you're awake, Jeffrey! I was so worried!"
Kisses, lipstick...wait, it doesn't feel like lipstick...
Her lips came up with white grease paint.
A gesture and she realised, wiping it off, removing the white and smearing Berry Lovely around her mouth.
A tickle. She reached for the pillows and came up with a mass of orange.
"Those awful children, Jeffrey. Why don't you find another line of work? Get a real job, this is madness!"
Casting about, hitting upon the IV box, left open.
Beep, beep, beep. Morphine, smile, conversation over.
|
|
Friday, February 23rd, 2007
|
| Time: | 3:12 am. |
| Mood: |  contemplative. | | Music: | Bad Boy Drone Home --- Peter Gresser. |
|
I have apparently been tagged. I will participate in this farce, but I refuse to tag anyone else, let alone eight people. THE CHAIN ENDS HERE, MOTHERFUCKERS.
( CLIK HERE 4 DARK SEKRITS KTHANX )
|
|
Tuesday, February 6th, 2007
|
|
Saturday, January 27th, 2007
|
| Time: | 9:58 am. |
| Mood: |  Triumphant o'er mine enemies. | | Music: | For d'Love of a Catgirl - Hänsel und die Sprockets. |
|
|
Life is a vale of BEES.
|
|
Friday, January 5th, 2007
|
|
Thursday, September 21st, 2006
|
| Subject: | Today's Strip |
| Time: | 12:46 am. |
| Mood: |  calm. | | Music: | Stand by Me --- Otis Redding (did he do Stand by Me?). |
|
|
Bumper and Stunt: seriously, when are they going to get married? They're so in love. Mookie, if you wanted them to not look gay, you've failed, man. XD
|
|
Monday, August 21st, 2006
|
| Time: | 4:17 pm. |
| Mood: |  inscrutable. | | Music: | In the Mood --- Glenn Miller. |
|
|
I'm sharpening a giant fuck-off knife and listening to "In the Mood". Should I be worried?
|
|
Saturday, April 29th, 2006
|
| Time: | 4:01 am. |
| Mood: |  touch me, Cybil. | | Music: | Do You Wanna Touch Me? (Oh Yeah) --- Joan Jett. |
|
|
In other news, "Silent Hill" is some scary shit. There are bits where it falls on its ass and gets cheesy, but they're only bits. First movie in possibly ever to evoke the "If I look at that any longer, I'll have nightmares, so I'd better just close my eyes" response. Yeah, I feel like my butch badge has been revoked, but it takes real nads to admit that something really scared the shit out of you, and this did me. On the other hand, there was TEH DYKEY HAWTNESS. Oh my god. Cybil Bennett, will you marry me?
|
| Time: | 2:22 am. |
| Mood: | aggravated. | | Music: | Worker's Song --- Dead Kennedys. |
|
|
You know, I think I'm a non-practicing self-mutilator. Every time I'm really losing it and hate everything, I cut my hair, which is like really pussy self-mutilation. Well, at least hair grows back.
|
|
Saturday, April 8th, 2006
|
| Time: | 9:55 pm. |
| Mood: | contemplative. | | Music: | Vanilla --- Gackt. |
|
|
This got me thinking. People don't seem to realize that stories never end. There's always a morning after. What happens to people who kill somebody when they're only eleven? What would the rest of your life be like? Everybody thinks this story is over, but it isn't.
|
| Time: | 4:17 am. |
| Mood: |  amused. | | Music: | White Noise --- Luke's Heater. |
|
I just got to tell this guy who had never heard it, "The Aristocrats".
( THE GREATEST STORY EVER TOLD )
|
| Time: | 9:13 am. |
| Mood: |  cranky. | | Music: | Truly, Madly, Deeply --- Savage Garden (fuck off, okay?). |
|
You Are A Fig Tree |
You are very independent and strong minded.
A hard worker when you want to be, you play hard too.
You are honest and loyal. You hate contradiction or arguments.
You love life, and you live for your friends, children, and animals.
A great sense of humor, artistic talent, and intelligence are all gifts you possess. |
Now, who cares?
|
| Time: | 8:51 am. |
| Mood: | cranky. | | Music: | View to a Kill --- Duran Duran. |
|
HHHRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGG!!!11!! I WILL BREAK TEH INTERNETS!!!1!!!!
( With my bare hands. )
|
| Time: | 5:23 am. |
| Mood: | contemplative. | | Music: | Spoonful --- Cream. |
|
|
Everyone writes Snape as a Byronic hero, not realizing that he's really just an asshole.
|
|
|
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
lawnnun's journal
blah.
joyous.
motherfucking insane.
bitchy.