Not as good as the laughing clip

"Where there's life, there's hope. Wishes can come true.
-Whistle while you work, so hard, all day
-to be like other girls, to fit in in this glittering world.
-Don't give me songs."

"Give me something to sing about"

"Please."

From Lolita Chronology

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December 25, Thursday, Christmas Day – Lolita dies in Gray Star, Alaska, "in childbed, giving birth to a stillborn child" (p.4).

november series

Self Portrait Day (Halloween 2009)

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A costume which makes the wearer appear to each viewer as someone that they loved but could not satisfactorily express that to; moreover, someone they were terrified to express that to, would be the one I would wear, especially to a party.

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fig.

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Dinosaur versus deadtime
--by Bradley Bent
-he had to beat up
-his loneliness
-so he took it
-to a corner
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Don't Do It

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--A coffee lecture, virtual travel doesn't need poor education only pictures. Besides, that's what makes it a fantasy. There is no difference in knowing things. A walk in the rain will get you wet either way. The glass pan still holds too much heat for fingers. It's not the same as a bruise which lasts months, but I guess it's still a symptom of distraction.
--The photo made her look overtly together. I was intimidated in a different way than I was after we'd first talked two years ago, when she had definitely not looked too much together. I had been so flattened after meeting her that I walked into a steel door frame and bruised my hip. Which, as you might imagine, is not something that happened after seeing her photo just now. Similarly though, there was rain.
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Cherry Red's RA

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Spinning gloriously out of control,
collections of frontier lore
presently I found myself approaching
populated places
you think fires start by themselves?

This is the best part of the edge
where one is not oneself.
The warm bath of physical
dissolution, the one real part
of one's temporary personality.

Where does the desire for ethical
action come from? What makes
us want to be ethical?

The great satisfaction of seeing
someone else punished for a deed
of which we know ourselves
capable.

They just mean to be insulting.
I don't know what you want me to
say. What? Whatting a what?
Wanting a what? When you
kiss me I want to die.

Winner and still champion.

And, I realized this was
my thing. To let it fill up
and - don't get hurt or dead -
just as nice - to let it
all run out again.

The rest was easy, well, this is
what the voice whispered to me:
"There was a time when I couldn't
complain, but now it's you."

There was no top bolt, the catch
gave, there was a time I was happy
to know you, I climbed in and pulled
the drapes off my face. No, there is
no good here.

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Collaged from: Californication DVD box back copy, Nabokov's Lolita and Pale Fire, Gaddis's Carpenter's Gothic and the Recognitions, Mary Jo Bang's Alice in Wonderland, Weisenburger's Gravity's Rainbow: A Companion, Schutt's All Souls, Whedon et al's Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Roche's Wetlands, Ralph Wiggum the Book, Fiery Furnances's Lost at sea, Baudelaire's Beat Up the Poor, Chandler's The Big Sleep. RA = Reappropriated Ambivalence.

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