My mods consist of a few dozen DIY piercings over the years and a handful of small, quickly fading scarifications.
I proudly co-orchestrated the founding of the Guild of Calamitous Intent suspension group. I did a suicide suspension and found it to be "nifty", "swell", and "adjective".
My gonads were removed with a rusty hacksaw blade and eaten by a homosexual pirate-viking in a thrilling S&M space adventure. (aka a doctor, operating room, and other completely sane conditions) I am open about this fact merely because it gets me laid, as well as occasional high-fives and strange reactions from physicians.
My future mods will consist of full brain transplantation into an invincible yet sexy cyborg exoskeleton, and eventual impalement and decapitation at the hands of opposing armies.
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1) Visit from (non-iam)*107 (who lives in Zombieville) on 2/09@16:50, .
2) Visit from kramremark*3 (who lives in Anaa) on 2/08@22:55, via i_italicized.
3) Visit from hans1.huisman*4 (who lives in Amsterdam) on 2/08@11:24, .
4) Visit from CupCake*5 (who lives in Delaware Water G) on 2/05@13:50, .
5) Visit from musurgia*4 (who lives in Vienna) on 2/04@16:09, via offsite link.
6) Visit from thug*3 (who lives in New Haven) on 2/03@8:27, .
7) Visit from MikeNJ1979*5 (who lives in Morristown) on 2/02@0:31, .
8) Visit from extremehard (who lives in Haaberg) on 2/01@17:24, .
9) Visit from WilliamSven*3 (who lives in San Antonio) on 1/29@11:26, .
2010/01/24 02:02 I fell head-first into a dumpster. It hurt. Also, I hauled and set up equipment for Ani Difranco, Gaby Moreno and Andy Stochanski. It was neat. I got my germs on her stuff. She's gonna catch an awful case of "the Bekah" now. Anddd... I have a job now. That's about it. Actually, there's more, but I'm tired.
2009/12/30 13:50 I had my first sexually passionate non-nightmare dream in a long time last night. TMI? My romantic and passionate imagination has been so wrought with disturbances and unease over the last year that the entire idea of being close to anyone has become quite unappealing. I mean, I've tried to be with people, but it always feels like I am laying down with a stranger; distant and lonely. In my dream though, I felt fulfilled- not so much on a physical level as a visceral one. In a way, overwhelmed and dizzied by the endorphins associated with true love which have been locked away for so long.
This year, this entire existence from here on is replete with newness and opportunity. I want very little to do with the psyche of old.
2009/11/29 01:02 I need to have more confidence in myself. I wish the "you can do it!!" feeling didn't come in rolling waves. A constant would be nice.
Need pills... need to start dealing only in permanent solutions to problems- not just temporary evasions. Bekahbekah, I love you! Sincerely, me.
