Just like a Choclate Milkshake only Crunchy
Ok.. Well, for those fortunate few who were not in attendance at Dwights party when Tash made the ill-calculated and badly timed mistake of asking how I was, here's my past few weeks in review. I warn you, it's a trip, and those who do not enjoy other peoples pain should look away or go eat ice cream.

(xx/3/03)Roughly 4 weeks ago: Go to a chiropractor about a pinched nerve Migraine. She insists on some test things including X-Rays. X-Rays reveal I have early stage Spinal degeniration, hopefully treatable but it would require 'intesive' chiropractic care. Migraine sufficent to induce many bouts of talking on the porcelain telephone.

(27/3/03)Roughly 2 weeks ago, Thursday before last to be exact, Emily and I had a talk.
It ended quite interestingly.
We broke up.

(29/3/03)Saturday night following, went to go to a club rave thing with my friend. It was raining poodles and putty tats. He lost control of his suped up supra, and while performing a 360, we managed to clean up a light pole from the side of the freeway. Fortunately they're not solid steel like I had previously guestimated or we'd probably have not just walked away, me with minor whiplash.

(29/3/03)Saturday night still, went to the club reguardless. There were people there. Men in skirts and ponytails. Marilyn Mansons Brother. And the culmination of the evening was probably when people got up on stage and stuck 6 inch metal skewers through their faces and backs and hands(!!!). I did the chickeny yet clever thing of going outside ebfore one of the guys ebgan bleeding profusely from his back. According to all reports, there was enough blood left on teh stage afterwards to make dancing on there dangerous. If this is a representation of Japanese Culture, then my interest in visiting their is at an all time low.

Oh, and one chick had two metal skewers stuck through each nipple.

Incidentally, if you're a woman looking to steal the eye of the now single Kiljoy, Body mutilation = NOT HOT.
Belly Button and Tongue Ringes, possibly accompanied by a Tattoo in an out of the way place? We can negotiate.

(2/4/03)Wednesday, me and Emily had a rather massive blow out about living arrangements. Think fun, then invert it.
It ended with many hollow promises and a fair bit of anger on my part. I then went to the chiropractor and onwards to Ned Kelly to avoid going back straight away, needed time to cool and think and all. The evening culminated in an actually quite civilised conversation.

(3/4/03)Thursday morning I woke up with a Migraine. It hanged around till Friday afternoon, when I again went to the chiropractor as part of the intensive care thing and she fixed it. It was sufficently bad to make me vomit at one point or another.

(5/4/03)Saturday took my dear, dear puppy down to Busselton. As part of the 'me staying here' thing, Emily demanmded that I sacrifice my balls and let my father look after my dog for an indefinite amount of time. Coincidentally Saturday was also when Dwight threw his little party shindig. And there was much rejoicing. Though for future reference, if you're throwing a party, try to have some females there. It was a bit of a sausage fiesta, but still good. Much talking and drinking of non-alcoholic beverages.

(6/4/03)Sunday I decided to take up casual smoking of Cigars. Figured at the very least the nicotine would relax me. Plus they're GREAT for keepingy ou awake ona drive home.

(7/4/03)Monday nothing happened, but I did set myself the goal for the week of getting a girls phone number. Just, you know, to see if I can.

(8/4/03)Tuesday I found out that I had a test in a class I barely attend. I found this out literally a minute before we had to go in and sit the test. That's what I get for not attending. Just prior to finding this out, I dropped my mobile and it's no longer turning on. I suspect that the power button is buggered as it still charges. Though on the upswing I did have the balls to walk over and talk toa complete stranger of the female persuasion. Very pretty girl by the name of Alloise(I have no idea how you spell it... Can I buy a vowel?). Don't know that much about her yet, but she's apparently full time, so hopefully I can run into her a bit over the next few days and find out more... Wish me luck.

Oh, and to put the whole broken mobile into an ironic context, I dropped it while trying to call an old school friend who I've been trying to catch up with for the past month or so. She's always busy. She's finally not going to be busy and I drop my mobile.

(9/4/03)Slept in. Didn't go to tafe. 'Eh. I'm ahead in Java anyway.... For now....

And that is my life in review. Feel free to send money or supple teenage girls.

And now I leave you witha poem...

I walk the passageways of my mind,
seeking that which I have hidden,
lost in time...

I pick up and look upon
Each fear...
Each regret...
And I smile, banishing them
and moving on...

Born anew,
Free from fear.
Rising again,
like a phoenix in the minds eye.
(c) S.Porter

I swear, it changes slightly everytime I try to remember it...

Gimme.
--Kiljoy
posted by Unknown at 4/08/2003 09:02:00 PM [edit]