What kind of creature am I today? I paint my personality on my eyes and nails. Today I'm a Rolling Stones' song around the eyes, French royalty at my feet, and a bustling, foul-mouthed yellow cab driver in my hands. Under the nail there is blue flesh and vodka. My lips are rose-petal nymphs, my green eyes are hiding behind Elizabeth Taylor's. My body is gray gauze, it is a shadow, drifting, a storm cloud. A name I can't remember- a dark thing that hides and loves the nig
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Hey Brad, sorry this isn't related to your article. The email address with which I signed up to the site isn't working anymore, so I can't ask you from there. Could you please take down my blog please? I'm 100% certain, and I won't change my mind. If you need me to email you I can, just not from my original address. Thankyou, Dyl xx
My Lord! I always think of Britain as this Shire-esque land thanks to Bill Hicks, but this is truly shocking. I wouldn't recommend anyone approach a bunch of suspicious looking hoods unless they were armed to the teeth (the approacher, not the hoods). Sounds like something out of Last Exit to Brooklyn! I hope ur mum's not too shook up. That kind of thing would freak anyone out. This is one of the reasons I can't bear not to have ro
Oh, honey, I feel terrible reading this. It's clear your sister is someone you don't want in your life, and I can see why. I guess you would never want to associate with such a person if she wasn't your sister. It seems like she's one of those people who has a self destuct button built in and just can't resist pushing it (and pushing everyone else's buttons at the same time) - kinda like me. She reminds me of me quite a lot actually, sittin
Bill Hicks, always and forever. A comedian and a philosopher, my kinda guy. Much love Sal, sorry I've been appearing and disappearing and not commenting much on anything or anyone really. I DO read when I can, but you know what I'm like with comments. Things are a tad chaotic with move etc. How are you anyways? Take care girl, Dyl xxx
Hey Elie, Glad to see you're feeling well enough to blog. Apologies for not emailing personally, but I'm having a hard time with my own dad's illness right now. Forget that. never ruin an apology with an excuse, right?I'm sorry. I hope you're doing okay. I don't generally use a purse, I use the pocket of my jeans, which are probably far filthier...eek!! Thanks for the health warning!! Take care, all my lo
Thinking of apocolypse now, the assasin now lit and now hidden in dancing shadows, a mad manic scrambling as the song reaches it furious crisis- the guitar like gunfire, the bovine sacrifice- its wound huge, deep, an open red mouth screaming and the light and dark moving like shadows over Kurtz and his assasin. And this atmosphere created half by Coppola's brilliant cinematography, half by The End. Man, I love The Doors. How are you
Popularity= titles involving sex, politics, I hate (insert other joeuser), inane trivia/gossip/rambling, anything antagonistic in any sense. Preferably short. But mostly sex. hehe. Heya Sal! How are you darling? Thanks for the comment. I promise to write about Dennie more- I'm talking to him more lately and I'm going home to Lizard city (Hell-A) to visit him in August, so I'll have plenty to tell. Much lov
Personally, I run from conflict. I don't know how other people can be bothered battling it out online. I'd just cry. But I'm a total geek. I've noticed this tendancy to stir things up since I started blogging here. It probably is just an attention thing, as you said. Good, controlled debate is excellent, but rare. Too often things get personal. Excellent article Sal, and pertinent. Hope you're well. D xx
Good article Sal! My best friend and I have steadily drifted apart, which makes me sad as hell, but as much as I try to be caring and understanding, he seems to have gotten more self obsessed than me (And I thought that was impossible) and is only interested in talking about his own problems. So I'm currently best friendless, but anyone interested can apply for this esteemed position. <img src="../images/smiles/joke.gif" border=0 ALIGN="absmi
Hey miggy. I've been catching up. You've lost your touch, darling. HA! as if. Fabulous as ever. Thankyou for the comment, in fact thankyou for all the comments. Big love right back attcha. And by the way, where the hell has Marco gone? I need him to help me with my diet Love much Dyl xx
I love Riding in Cars with boys too! I thought I was the only one! I cried like a baby at that movie, the whole way thru. I love the ending,when she sings in the car with her dad. I think it brought up some hidden father issues for me, really. Drew Barrymore's awesome, I loved her in Never been kissed too. Anyway..Great questions! I'm such a movie geek so forgive me if I ramble! What movie makes you the saddest?- Reqiuem for a dream. It's so
The do say something about history repeating... I can't quite form an opinion on the war at all, whilst there are so many reasons to detest what's happening, there are also so many brave men and women out there and I hate to think of their cause as worthless. It's impossible to know which reports to trust at the same time, I don't know where to go for the truth, I don't know who to believe. Thanks for the comments Dharma. You don't
Speaking as one weak (or brave and stupid) enough to have attempted suicide a couple times, I would have to say there is no definate line in the sand you have to cross to be able to justify killing yourself. Everyone's experience is different- some people endure terrible hardships and can live out happy, satisfying lives anyway, whereas others (like me) fall at the first hurdle, and can hardly endure getting out of bed before 12 noon. Suici
Heya Sal. Thanks for the comment. I't's all been a little blog and run lately for me, I haven't actually had anytime to catch up with anyone or leave comments. I'm glad you're still blogging. It seems like you still have boy trouble. I wish I could offer some helpful advice for a change, but I'm not exactly the relationship guru myself. I know (and you know) boys have this annoying tendancy not to divulge any of their real feelings and to g
exactly suz. Maybe that's why its been so hard to write. Or maybe i just haven't found the time- where does it all go? How are you anyway honey? it's been too long. Dyl xx
Hmm.. well you could always move to Paris! I have to say, your article made me contemplate moving myself. Olivier sounds wonderful, Suz. And even if it doesn't go anywhere at least you had a great time together, and you'll never forget that. Sometimes the best things are better because they are so ephemeral. I'm not too bad right now..planning to take a trip to South America this summer, y'know, broaden my horizons, get some perspective on
Good to hear you had so much fun in Paris Suz! There really is no place like it. I only wish I'd been able to see it with people my own age- it seems so much more fun than being on your own. (well, obviously!). I also like that your french guy has the same name as my dad ! hehe. (and..did that go anywhere by the way, you and Olivier? I know I'm only reading it but It isn't hard to detect definite chemistry. Spill, please!) Glad you're back h
I love it! So glad to see you posting creative stuff Vanessa... I feel I can relate to it Dyl xxx
Suz! I am SO jealous. Wandering around Paris on the arm of a gorgeous man? You lucky lucky thing! I just know you'll fall in love with Paris (have you ever been before?)- it's a beautiful city. I didn't think Paris was that dirty actually, but then I do live in a pretty dirty city anyway- it's all relative! Anyway, I think a trip to the city of love will be just what you need ! Have fun sweedie! And make sure you write all about it! Dyl xx<BR
hey Suz, how are you? I mostly avoiding getting tangled up in any kind of opinion-based stuff around here because some people are so damn rude, or even cruel sometimes.I guess the anonymous aspect of the internet brings out the worst in some people. The only thing it seems to bring out of me is my self obsession, newly weaned off therapy. Anyway, very well written article as always and I hope the culprits take the hint. <img src="h
Hey honey, i'm sorry you're feeling so low. I could give you the old "time heals all wounds" and "boys are so mean" crap, but I think you probably hate cliches as much as I do. If it makes you feel any better, you're not alone- here's the proof; Things that made me cry this weekend- 1) Taking the wrong line on the subway and getting completely lost. I ended up spilling my heart to a cop (thru uncontrollable sobs)who had simply asked if I needed direct
Amen sister, le geek, c'est chic. Dating men who are smarter than me tends to give me a slight inferiority complex...but at least I come out of it with a bigger vocabularly and a whole new base of obscure, and largely pointless knowledge. Dyl xx
Damn straight it's a conspiracy Excellent article Kingbee, I hesitate to add an opinion since getting political tends to end in disaster for me at least. But I did appreciate the Bob Dylan quote. I just started Chronicals and seems I'm duty bound to write an article on it soon as. *Hope this bump helps. * Dyl xx
Hey Suz. Thanks for the comment. I'm glad to see you're writing again. I haven't been around too much myself lately either. I'd try to offer a more constructive comment but I'm feeling pretty crappy myself right now,so I won't embarrass myself. I hope you're able to make this new attitude stick and things start looking up for you. You deserve it. stay safe, Dyl xxx