?

Log in

No account? Create an account

Blitzkrieg Blonde

Previous Entry Share Next Entry
12:30 am: Tripping the light fantastic...

Am I ever...one minute to medicate; no time to illuminate.  My mind is in a million different pieces tonight; each fragment falling in a new direction.  I feel drunk or at least this is my perception of how drunk would feel.  My head is swirling and the visions are all too intense.  Time to put on some Floyd and watch candles melt.

I dreamed someone was suffocating me last night...wonder what tonight will bring...

...Ambien is a beautiful drug.



Current Mood: relaxedrelaxed
Current Music: Leonard Cohen: Waiting for the Miracle

Comments

[User Picture]
From:tripartite
Date:February 12th, 2005 04:59 pm (UTC)
(Link)
Sounds like someone needs to be Comfortably Numb.

"Would you like to see me fly?
WOULD YOU?
Would you like to see me try?"
[User Picture]
From:missautopsy
Date:February 12th, 2005 11:35 pm (UTC)
(Link)
Comfortably Numb indeed, my dear...

I had visions of reanimated corpses dancing through my head all night. Hmm...lesson learned: watch Re-Animator, take sleepy drugs and dream about the zombie watusi. Win-win. :-)
[User Picture]
From:tripartite
Date:February 13th, 2005 01:24 am (UTC)
(Link)
Don't worry, I'm sure you'll feel The Final Cut. ;)

Yes, but did you have a chainsaw?
[User Picture]
From:missautopsy
Date:February 13th, 2005 05:09 am (UTC)
(Link)
Sadly enough, no chainsaws in this one. But there were plenty o' pus-filled zombies. They oozed, I throbbed...
Powered by LiveJournal.com