Monday, May 09, 2005

STUPID STUPID SAMBA!UGO DOESN'T EAT CHOCOLATE. I BET HE EATS THE PASTA!

STUPID STUPID SAMBA!UGO DOESN'T EAT CHOCOLATE. I BET HE EATS THE PASTA!

i hate it when i get like this.

i can't concentrate
i can't think straight
i can't get myself to do anything
i can't stop thinking about the fact that
i can't concentrate
i can't think straight
i can't get myself to do anything and
i can't stop thinking about the fact.

it's like all my thoughts are playing on a screen somewhere behind my eyes, but that each thought and idea, thing to do or whatever is split into frames. each thought is being played in random sequence, but only a maximum of 5 frames of each runs. the whole thing becomes a rapid sequence of unconnected images. the soundtrack is composed of all the 'aural' thought processes trying to make themselves at the same time, regardless of the image playing.
what makes it even better is that every so often a word gets 'stuck' and repeats itself at varying speeds and levels of volume.
volume
v olume
v o lume
v o l ume
v o l u me
v o l u m e
v o l u me
v o l ume
v o lume
v olume
volume
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volume
v olume
v o lume
v o l ume
v o l u me
v o l u m e
v o l u me
v o l ume
v o lume
v olume
volume

now it's taking a whole range of movements to get back to typing this.

GRRR!the chocolate on the tv in brasil is invading. pasta, cioccolato, fondente, ugo non lo mangia. these fuckwits are actually discussing when they are allowed to eat the chocolate and nutella. average age 46 and they're planning penne al pomodoro for breakfast, after which they will be allowed to eat a bit of chocolate, mind you, thay have decided to keep ugo's share only for when everyone has eaten theirs. ugo doesn't eat chocolate.

ugo doesn't actually do that much.


a bit like me really.

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