The eternal question - perl or physics?

I think I'm falling in love, it's so... simple. It's perfect... just... unique. I can't get my eyes away fromt he stupid xpdf (no comment on the idiocy of the program) and that beautiful book. It's... perfect. I never thought it could be so brilliantly beautiful.

On the other hand I've got some photoshoots in planning, some skin paints waiting... we'll see and hope for the best. Subscription is good, but I don't know if I can measure up to them. We shall see.

Until then, until my time of ultimate unification of both arts, I bring to you...

PHYSICS 

Tomorrow starts a holiday, tomorrow starts the stress... How could they desecrate such a beautiful time of the year?!
Happy Winter-een-mas folks...

Two dissections for tomorrow. But enough of that.

PeKBu3uT in a single camera ZENIT - it's so charming
You know the kitty-hats?

It's dark and damn freezing. Minus a thousand and eight. Or twenty. Let's see how he's doing... -3?! Bitch. Chrissie, it's about minus twenty mroe here!

It's time for Placebo and the [story of the] ring... Nope, time for lessons. Damn. I want coloured pencils and a piece of paper, is that so much?

Jesus looking down on me, I'm prepared for one big silence...
How'd I ever end up here?... Must be through some lack of kindness...

How appropriate... So it's not just winamp that has a sense of irony, huh, amie? not from friend, ot has a 'K' in the end...
Aw Bri...

Haha, no amount of reconcilliation or forgetting would have been able to do for us what we did yesterday C: I'm amazed, honestly, at what happened... it's such a cliché! Either way, a year later, it's all put to rest. I'm really glad, actaully. I've tried to forget, I've tried to kill you, but you always seemed to pop up just then, cutting me up in pieces. It's over now and I can rest in peace. You're welcome back, Christine, it's all over. But... please, tell me if it was indeed you, okay?

You know why I thought that's what you wanted? I had been expecting it. I thought it was on the way. Either way, it's too late...

Sommes nous les jouets de destin,
Souviens-toi de moments divins,
Planants, eclatés au matins,
Et, maintenant, nous sommes tout seules.
Perdu le reve de s'aimer,
Les temps où on avait rien fait,
Il nous reste tout une vie pour pleurer,
Et, maintenant, nous sommes tout seules.

Pardon my bad french, I've forgotten where the circumflex-es and the egiu-s are anyway... I believe th english version said something closer, but hell if I know the english lyrics.

And remember kids, never assume the others are trying to tell you what you think they are.

 

I've sung and I've got my new space on the [cob]web. I'm a black widow, you should agree, my dear Christine.

GFA/MU/PA d--- s++:+ a?
C++ UL+ P+ L++ E? W++ !N o? K? w--- !O M+ V?
PS++(+++) !PE Y+ PGP?
t-- 5? X+ R tv b+(++) !DI D+ G
e- h! r++ x**

I just love doing this... I have a ton of things to do, but I'm way too tired... I have lunch and just befoer I finish I start drifting off online... I go everywhere I need to for the day: webcomics, sometimes forums, sometimes qdb... all the needed blogs as well. Then I come here half expecting someone to have posted something while I was off. Oh... forgot a blog. Nope, nothing new.

tBlog are losers. Plain, simple, advanced. Advanced is a synonym for word.

I've got to run away

I've started exploring the chars further, but we'll see what happens.... Rachael. Nice. I saw another dollface on the bus today.

Updates tend to be a good thing, but not if they're done massively and without actually having the update material finished. tBlog have tried to update and did a very poor job at it. I've managed to repair some of the damage on the design, but I can't say I've done everything. And I have no access to the poorly written html/css of the more important parts of the page. Links on the left don't work for average-XP-users. Think.

I might do a new design but I dunno... won't be any time soon - exams coming up and all. Happy full moon tonight. The comemnts seem gone (they're not but they're not visible from here). I'm actually kinda glad. Hope not to see you again, Christine. Not you, Doll, can't wait for tomorrow...

PS: They've seemed to have fixed the links...

die, bitch, don't ever dare come here - you have no right to do so and you should know it!
I'll fall out if you do
I'll frustrate you how only I can
You don't know me anymore
and I'm sick of living in the past
get a life and leave mine alone
how could you poison such a joyful day?!
you're a scorpion, not the animal, not the song, just the concept
next time, darling...
Keep your hand at the level of your eyes...
and yes, it is spelled Daaé
You don't even deserve a capital 'I'

Damn you! You little prying Pandora!
You little demon! Is this what you wanted to see?

Well here they are - my scars, but they are not for your eyes CHRISTINE!!
Stay away from me!
Your days at the Opera Populaire are numbered!

His J.

that raises the question
who do we trust
the false prophets
the aroma of almonds [tome six, story twelve, elementary, Watson]
the lethal [after]taste of love
who do you trust?