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It was incredibly good to see him. I don't like when too much time passes between our meetings, because the part of me that he liberate fades without sustenance. During the entire "firm fiasco," I had a sort of identity crisis through which I endeavored largely to wade alone. I hope I was successful. I try not to trouble him with trivial things, recalling to mind one of the first admonishments rendered when he sketched out the contours of our relationship: no drama. Small, cute, funny t...

15 November 2014, 02:15 PM
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Rich?

I am working late into the night, literally surrounded by drugs and money. I have an early Appearance to make. But I promised a colleague this would have been to him today, and have been granted a 1-day reprieve...

11 November 2014, 01:08 AM
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In Memory of Tom Shay

When you see an abuse of authority, do not be afraid. Become aware. Stop. Observe. Carefully. Report. Local municipal police departments have internal affairs divisions, and may be subject to state police for internal investigations. The Department of Justice likewise keeps cops in check. Make a citizen's complaint. Follow up. Keep that shit in check.

30 October 2014, 11:22 PM
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"My hat is off to you. I see the time, effort, energy,the expense occurred on your part to stand up and fight for what you believe in. You're an inspiration to myself an surely many others. True, Modern day Patriot. Thank you and God bless." NO. As a society, we have evolved beyond the need for social mores. "mores (ˈmɔːreɪz) pl n 1. (Sociology) the customs and conventions embodying the fundamental values of a group or society from Latin, plural of mōs custom] folkways of central importan...

30 October 2014, 10:34 PM
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solamente cuando pienso en ti mi corazon esta feliz

27 October 2014, 11:37 PM
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Cthulhu

Kickin' ass and takin' names since 1926.

26 October 2014, 11:25 PM
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Forgot the bug-out bag...

...the thigh-highs I had worn into the office became detached from the corset, which had itself become an annoyance. I looked in the back of the supplies cabinet, in a black sack I had stuffed in the back. Yes! A pair of black tights! Unfortunately, the scent of neighboring items had permeated the material. I shall have to endure the drive home, confined within my car, with the scent of latex wafting to my nostrils. Whatever shall I do?

24 October 2014, 09:48 PM
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Meeting

I rarely wear make-up. I have dark eyes and lips, and natural shadowing that suits me. But today, while listening to Haus der Lüge, I applied pale foundation and powder, brick blush, blackberry lipstick, and full eyeliner. I also wore a long orange wig. When I arrived at the hotel, I decided that it looked rather unnatural, so I used a rubber cock-ring to pull it into a ponytail. When he arrived, he was carrying a bag of fried chicken. He has to watch his blood sugar, and has a strict di...

24 October 2014, 09:24 PM
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It is pleasant...

...to have the time to enjoy.

24 October 2014, 09:02 PM
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Consistency...

...our meetings had been reduced from the usual 3 per week to 1; I was in need. I played back a voice-mail message he left a few months ago. "You know what I expect." Yes, yes I do. He arrives, I greet him hungrily; he grips me firmly, forcing me to my knees. I willingly service him, and I am rewarded.

23 October 2014, 01:31 PM
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All outta bubblegum...

...back to the grind today. I need to perfect an Appeal, and apparently, while I was taking the day off yesterday, an Order came across the fax which will obviate the need for my afternoon appearance. I'll believe it when I see it. Even then, I will have to decide whether my appearance and argument will be worth the sanctions I will undoubtedly seek against my adversary. I'll have to mull it over...

23 October 2014, 01:24 PM
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...faster than my bullet...

Yeah, that's a big gun. Not a Smith and Wesson 625, but maybe a Colt. I'm not a big fan of firearms, but appreciate the right to bear them. I'd rather have the right to adequate health and nutrition, that I might learn to care for my body in a way that makes me fit and self-sufficient. And a force to be reckoned with in close quarters. "Better run, better run, outrun my gun - all the other kids with the pumped-up kicks, you'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet..." *whistles away*

23 October 2014, 12:09 AM
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"In..tim..i..dat...ing..."

...the word tumbled and flicked across her tongue like golden coins of virtue, She gripped her zombie-head cup in the hand which bore the Ring of Contemplation, lifting it slowly to her lips, taking a long draw of cold coffee. It's been said she likes her coffee like she likes her men; it's true. Ground up and in the freezer. "They think I'm intimidating," she said, taking her last look out of the window facing the transformer that looked like a robot Mariachi trio. "So you're declining ...

22 October 2014, 11:21 PM
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Genetics are brutal...

My youngest daughter is a gamer. Like Mama, like daughter. But she plays first-person shooters, which I detest, whereas I'm more of an elderly school kinda gal, say, Sega Genesis, 8-bit, side-scrollers, or PC RPGs/MMORPGs. I played with her once. I'm thinking, "Okay, it'll be a strategy game, a castle game like Gain Ground. Identify the ammunition, location of the enemy, duck behind the bush and time your running based on the rhythm of their bullets....NOOOOOPE. It was a 3D world, I'm so...

22 October 2014, 11:04 PM
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Flowers are beautiful...

In my state, medical marijuana is legal. Only for certain specified conditions, a few of which I suffer from.

22 October 2014, 10:06 PM
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Fancy pants...

I had the emergent occasion to make a counselor's visit to a local penitentiary. They don't generally like attorneys. The rules don't apply to us like they do to civilians. I had a clear-barrel pen, 3 quarters for the locker I would need to put my car keys and wallet in after I showed my license and bar card. I had a huge sweater on, and dark blue tights. Not even a staple in the 2 pieces of paper I carried. They said my skirt was too short, and I could come back tomorrow. I pointed to...

22 October 2014, 10:02 PM
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Surrealism

"Psychic automatism in its pure state, by which one proposes to express — verbally, by means of the written word, or in any other manner — the actual functioning of thought. Dictated by the thought, in the absence of any control exercised by reason, exempt from any aesthetic or moral concern." - Breton, Andre, The Surrealist Manifesto, 1924

22 October 2014, 09:40 PM
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Another reason to cut off an ear...

When I arrived home yesterday after a meeting with my colleague and our webhost/graphics artist, I was pleased to find a small, brown paper package from China marked, "Contents: Ear." My axe earring had arrived.

22 October 2014, 08:55 PM
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Suprematism

Under Suprematism I understand the primacy of pure feeling in creative art. To the Suprematist, the visual phenomena of the objective world are, in themselves, meaningless; the significant thing is feeling, as such, quite apart from the environment in which it is called forth.

22 October 2014, 06:22 PM
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"So hooray for me, and fuck you!"

"There is no pactum subjectionis, no act of submission by which man can give up the state of free agent and enslave himself. For by such an act of renunciation he would give up that very character which constitutes his nature and essence: he would lose his humanity." Cassirer, Ernst. The Myth of the State. Yale University Press, 1963, p. 175

22 October 2014, 02:21 AM
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