i be trippin'
0324 and i'm high on java, java & trance. that would be my usual late-nite mixture of zo�-tweaking as I try to learn java programming & sort emails, drinking strong espresso clean-booted into a icy mug & listening to the musical selection of the evening, which tonite is [matrix: reloaded]. say what you want about the movies, the soundtracks are born to program [or speed, if you are automobilically-enabled, which i currently am not].
of course i also got the fun juice from watching an eppy of [reign: the conqueror] earlier this evening, so it's partly thanks to peter chung that i be trippin'. my kitten is napping on the fresh-laundered & -aired bed; my roommate got tipsy, then bitchy, then fell asleep on the sofa; i'm just sitting here like a tweaking bastard click-click-clicking the laptop with psycho beats driving me on better'n real drugs.
my mind runs like an amazing machine sometimes, but only at night ever & only after twenty-three or so. i have no idea when i stopped being able to function in the daylight hours, but again i blame my troll grandpa.
dad, it's your fault because it's your mom's fault for marrying a troll. damp & cool places; bridges; an overwhelming desire to kill humans and eat their babies; some pale and even strange tone to the skin: the symptoms are clear. late-onset genetic predisposition done drug me back into the night.
these days people think nerds are supposed to look funny so i'm not worried about it. besides, i got the internet.
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I am currently listening to: [matrix: reloaded] soundtrack
I am currently reading: [return to the whorl] [genewolfe/book_of_the_Short_Sun3]
of course i also got the fun juice from watching an eppy of [reign: the conqueror] earlier this evening, so it's partly thanks to peter chung that i be trippin'. my kitten is napping on the fresh-laundered & -aired bed; my roommate got tipsy, then bitchy, then fell asleep on the sofa; i'm just sitting here like a tweaking bastard click-click-clicking the laptop with psycho beats driving me on better'n real drugs.
my mind runs like an amazing machine sometimes, but only at night ever & only after twenty-three or so. i have no idea when i stopped being able to function in the daylight hours, but again i blame my troll grandpa.
dad, it's your fault because it's your mom's fault for marrying a troll. damp & cool places; bridges; an overwhelming desire to kill humans and eat their babies; some pale and even strange tone to the skin: the symptoms are clear. late-onset genetic predisposition done drug me back into the night.
these days people think nerds are supposed to look funny so i'm not worried about it. besides, i got the internet.
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I am currently listening to: [matrix: reloaded] soundtrack
I am currently reading: [return to the whorl] [genewolfe/book_of_the_Short_Sun3]


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