Friday, December 28, 2012
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
Sunday, December 16, 2012
Saturday, December 15, 2012
Monday, December 10, 2012
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
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Saturday, November 24, 2012
Friday, November 23, 2012
Monday, November 19, 2012
Friday, November 16, 2012
Friday, November 9, 2012
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
never the machine forever :: chapter 18
first paragraph of chapter eighteen of the book i'm prolly never gonna write:
there have been many before us
and there will come many after us
i realized frying an egg. poored myself another drink.
i've waited long enough i said
put some pants on she said and dont forget to get milk
i pooped a little and went.
outside i was blinded by the light. i cursed the sun.
an old man holding an umbrella heard me and said
you smell like a fart and you shouldn't curse the sun boy.
many have done so before you and they got what the deserved.
i said: oh yeah? i paused and continued:
hey man fuck you seriously.
unicorns.
julian assange is a marter.
dude.. what?!
i was drunk. cheap wine. a little whiskey. coke maybe.
clearly unable to form a real sentence.
he wept as i ran away.
at the 7/11 that mexican asshole behind the counter welcomed me with a smile.
he said: hey hello.
i said: he...
nothing because right then the sun exploded.
there have been many before us
and there will come many after us
i realized frying an egg. poored myself another drink.
i've waited long enough i said
put some pants on she said and dont forget to get milk
i pooped a little and went.
outside i was blinded by the light. i cursed the sun.
an old man holding an umbrella heard me and said
you smell like a fart and you shouldn't curse the sun boy.
many have done so before you and they got what the deserved.
i said: oh yeah? i paused and continued:
hey man fuck you seriously.
unicorns.
julian assange is a marter.
dude.. what?!
i was drunk. cheap wine. a little whiskey. coke maybe.
clearly unable to form a real sentence.
he wept as i ran away.
at the 7/11 that mexican asshole behind the counter welcomed me with a smile.
he said: hey hello.
i said: he...
nothing because right then the sun exploded.
Monday, November 5, 2012
Saturday, October 13, 2012
Thursday, October 11, 2012
Sunday, October 7, 2012
Monday, September 24, 2012
Sunday, September 9, 2012
Thursday, September 6, 2012
Thursday, August 16, 2012
roadtrip to sziget with capeman
(v1.4)
dames en heren, jongens en meisjes, peeholes en pisrods. ik presenteer hier mijn kant van het verhaal.
dames en heren, jongens en meisjes, peeholes en pisrods. ik presenteer hier mijn kant van het verhaal.
Friday, June 15, 2012
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Thursday, June 7, 2012
Monday, May 7, 2012
Monday, April 23, 2012
record store day with capeman
mr ayala's epic blog post
10:30
ik word bruut wakker gemaakt door Ymer (gitarist).
ik lig in feutus houding op zijn bank badend in zweet en tranen.
het was een lange nacht en ik heb denk ik maar 3 a 4 uur geslapen.
we hadden een epische jam sessie gezet in Melody Line tot laat.
er is geen tijd voor koffie. we moeten gaan. terug naar Melody Line. thuis basis van de band.
