Below are the most recent 6 friends' journal entries.

Thursday, November 5th, 2009
morbid29	10:13a	Ramblings of the Week As of late BT has not proven itself to be me mother's favourite company at the moment. First last week with the bill for the over usage of downloads on the internet, which was enough to push through us getting the unlimited pack, but it does not end there. So she continues on with BT and it appears that our downloads has actually been going down or something like as she presented me with some numbers she had gotten from BT that ran up to October. Now with the new broadband pack comes a new router and here is the problem. We were meant to get the new box within the past two days, and when me mother checked it was recorded that the order had been in the last two days. I wasn't too impressed either and now its due for last week. To put things mildy this is getting silly. I don't know how but whenever I get talking to one particular mate of mine the subject of "Paradox" has become common since they are a fan of timetravel movies and seemly ripping certain films to shreads over the holes in plot and logic. Personally I distest the idea of paradoxes and will pretty much avoid using them in any of projects... -says that knowing full well that there is one to be included in me major writing project-. As of last week I find myself a regular in a DeviantArt chatroom and while pretty much surrounded by those younger then me but frankly the closest I have to having a common ground crowd. I was never one for chat rooms only using one back in the days of the 56k modem when I was part of the Blue Dwarf play by email game. Now while not being the most talkive of the lot I do add my share, usually of insanity:D, and have helped one or two people with ideas and such as well as dicussing some ideas of me own. Nice to find somewhere you feel you can belong and have someone to talk to:) (Comment on this)
Monday, November 2nd, 2009
funkstar	5:15p	i am almost tempted to take the subway and ride it through all the stops. and then back again. almost. (Comment on this)
funkstar	5:12p	dear diary, i woke up. i ate. i waited for a story to come out from the shadows. there was only silence. (Comment on this)
Saturday, October 31st, 2009
erbana	4:23a	melt my heart to stone. right under my feet there's air made of bricks pulls me down, turns me weak for you. I find myself repeating like a broken tune and I'm forever excusing your intentions and I give in to my pretendings which forgive you each time without me knowing, they melt my heart to stone. and I hear your words that I made up, you say my name like there could be an us. I best tidy up my head I'm the only one in love. I'm the only one in love. each and every time I turn around to leave I feel my heart begin to burst and bleed. so desperately I try to link it with my head but instead I fall back to my knees. as you tear your way right through me, I forgive you once again without me knowing, you've burnt my heart to stone. and I hear your words that I made up, you say my name like there could be an us. I best tidy up my head I'm the only one in love. I'm the only one in love. why do you steal my hand whenever I'm standing my own ground. you build me up, then leave me dead. well I hear your words you made up, so I say your name like there could be an us. I best tidy up my head I'm the only one in love. I'm the only one in love. adele. melt my heart to stone. ps. sorry i was away so long. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, October 27th, 2009
funkstar	8:03p	setting down words in the electronic medium is a bit like indulging your sweet tooth with a low-fat, low-cal dessert item. not quite the real thing. the smell of paper. the scratch of the pen's nib against a firm yet supple surface. i miss it. but it seems that i do not miss it enough to commit myself to writing in a paper journal again. wake up by the arcade fire almost breaks my heart. but my heart does break easy. heart of glass, heart of stone. a heart made for the bittersweet ache. that is what falling in love is like. knowing that you are losing control and simply not caring. i want the music to stream down the walls like a waterfall. i want to stand up and move, the rhythm flowing through my blood like a virus... will you burn? will i burn? i want to. i must. i would much rather burn out, a brilliant stab of light in the neverending dark. why fade? no, cannot fade. must not. yes, i want my heart to break for how else will i know i am alive. (Comment on this)
Monday, October 26th, 2009
morbid29	9:33p	Little of this little of that To begin with a thank you to Miss Next for the suggestion of insoles to aid with my little footware situation. Gave it a try and find that I have seemed to broken in me boots, other then still suffering the affects of having kicked the excise bike on Friday and was still feeling it Sunday, I find it just made them uncomfortable. But still thanking thee for the suggestion. Last week me mother bought home from the Doncaster library the audio book verison of Wyrd Sister and we have been listening to them since Saturday. Maybe I have been spolit by having seen the animated take but the audio verison didn't feel quite right. Then there is only two people doing the reading, one Celina Imrie who's Nanny Ogg just seems too 'wopperly' and a guy that reads Death's lines that reminds me of Richard O Brian. Well so far we are about half way through. Now I am having a bit of a disagreement about the recent changing of the clocks. Now as anyone who has read before I have problems sleeping and just can't escape waking at 6am each and every day. Now as of Sunday that now means its 5am I am waking. One day I will have to look up why we add or take away an hour but I am one of those who wonders just why do we bother?! Well let cometh the week and see what sights it has. (Comment on this)