Contextless and Sanity-Impaired Post

But you know the really annoying thing about Across the Universe was that there was a character named Maxwell, and he had a silver hammer, and he never killed anyone with it.

Does your depravity know no bounds?

No. And don’t quote movies at me.

…Insert Donovan here.

Happiness runs in a circular motion
Thought is like a little boat upon the sea
Everybody is a part of everything anyway
You can have everything if you let yourself be
Happiness runs, happiness runs

Tags: Beatles, bizarre, Donovan, madness, sanity-deficient

Spam Fall Down, Go BOOM.

Just because I said I’d stop with the random posts doesn’t mean I can’t do this.

I have been getting a LOT of spam lately. They’re really stupid, too. On that one post about the argument with my dad, I got a spam comment that said this:

Pretty nice post. I just came by your site and wanted to say
that I have really enjoyed browsing your posts. In any case
I’ll be subscribing to your feed and I hope you post again soon!

Er. I repeat: This was a post about my dad. Being mad at me. And telling me I had to buy my own food. “Pretty nice post”, huh?

Yeah. Therefore I have installed the SPAM-Be-Gone™! This odd-looking computer-art cannon in the sidebar will eliminate all spam from my site.

Well, probably not. But it’ll be cool.

Tags: madness, spam, SPAM-Be-Gone

“I think it is because my sanity is slipping away.”

Terry Pratchett is awesome.

About the last post: Yeah. Sorry. I overreact sometimes. It’s…yeah.

And I had a really weird dream last night. It’s the second dream I’ve had recently involving some weird kid who is nicknamed Kokopelli. First, look at this picture.

Now, listen carefully. This Kokopelli person did not have a flute or instrument of any kind, and obviously he was wearing clothes. BUT:

1. His skin was black. Actually black.

2. He didn’t have a face, but he could talk. Kinda creepy now that I think about it.

3. He had these weird frozen spikes on his head. They looked like hair, but frozen. In spikes.

And he needed to tell me something secret and really important, but he couldn’t because every time he tried to talk to me, all my other friends showed up. There was also something where we would draw pictures in the air with our fingers and they became real. I drew Lysander–

Cool!

–but then I erased him because he was so annoying.

Hey!

Yeah, there’s something seriously wrong here.

Tags: bizarre, Dreams, invisible, madness

Lies

So I lied.

You might remember at the end of The Merits of Hell, where I typed those fateful capital letters. Okay, not fateful, but melodramatic. But, um, it didn’t last very long.

Well.

Now that I’ve admitted it, I guess it isn’t so bad. Just vaguely creepy and slightly disturbing. And weird. But not as much as before. You should have seen that diary entry…ahem. Never mind.

Tags: Beatles, madness, Paul McCartney