• Happy Turkey Genocide Day!

    Just a note to let all know that I’m not dead yet though I kinda wish I were with school stabbing stabbing. Oh wow, I just found a piece of candy corn in my chair. Anyway, yeah, I’m feeling much better, thank you, but true deepsicklove waits. And what again?—site changes are on the way

  • nag champa sandwiches, zombies, and O.G.D6

    I bought a box of Nag Champa incense today at a local witchshop and threw it without thought into my bag, right next to my lunch. Five hours later, I unassumingly took a bite of P ‘n’ J saturated with vile—the powerfume soaked through the box and past the sandwich baggie making for one nasty,

  • there were so many dreams, there was no time for sleep

    This past couple of weeks I’ve shadowed the living in a constant state of shock, surreal—nothing surprises, only lets down and terrifies. Personally politically psychically I’m shaken, a manic puking mess hysterical, I laugh when I should cut, cry when I should fight back, sleep when I should write, dream when I should wake up,

  • deferral of the inevitable with (dinosaur) adventures in 3D

    So technically this time—Sunday Sunday Sunday—is reserved for me to begin my senior paper project of a nonfictive creative nature with as-of-yet undetermined content. But I don’t know what to do (what the hell am I going to do??) so that’s right—deepsicks gets an update. Um… let’s see. Underworld was fantastic, spectacular amazing electrifying and

  • headline quick cuts open, kills student

    Is it poor form to show pain in digital? couldn’t be as possibly as numb as in passing to notice a headline on a monitor at work, a mute machine informing me my senator is dead and i try to unlearn it, try to make it unreal, i try to find words to fit the

  • freebies and stupid breaking things

    I just fixed a busted link. Gimme a cookie! Wait, I have cookies—Halloween Oreos smashed to hell (on sale!) turning my spit to mud and—somehow—giving me a headache. Is this bad? Hm. Last night I saw “Red Dragon” in a free preview showing on campus. It was okay… a little sloppy and rushed at points,

  • the season is upon us

    It’s almost October, all right! You know what this means: good smelling changing leaves, lots of spooky-good candy, buckets-of-blood ‘n’ bags-of-bones all ending with a BANG! though really… Halloween is every day : ) Muahahahaha! Now what am I going to wear…. Speaking of wearing things—despite my refusal to wear shirts with words, I would

  • feeling home

    Sorry it’s taken me awhile to get back with a “hey hey hey,” but hey hey hey! I’m all moved in, my room makes sense, I’m overcoming a cold with wide, mad strides, and the school/work pressure non-stop is not stoppin me. I’m not sure how or when it happened, but a seed has been

  • secretly punk rock

    I attended the multi-band, skateboard/bmx/motocross fest Warped Tour in St. Paul a couple weeks ago… yeah, yeah, I’m way slow with updates these days—work, school, blah blah blah. Anyway. I had a lot of fun despite not seeing Bad Religion because of the massive flash-flood rainstorm and having missed most of Thursday because the tour

  • …and you all thought I died

    I apologize for the lack of updates, but I think a congratulations is in order, as I HAVE SURVIVED A HELL WEEK! mixed with ~heaven~ (ooooooo!) Wanna hear about it? Of course you do! Thursday was my last day of (first summer session) class, but I had a final paper yet to write, due on

  • digital camera fun and fists against apathy

    News items will now have headings. You like? Good! So this is me delaying the inevitable—homework—what the hell was I thinking? Summer school? So why the update, um… I changed a pic on the bio page and uploaded some shots so everyone can see my new pants, burned foot, and a week’s wages, all linked

  • Untitled

    DJ Shadow’s “Private Press” owns my stereo and I start summer school in a week < cries >. The city looked mighty sinister this evening, dark blue gray and aching haze, walls of clouds enclosing the skyscrapers (mmm, i love) thunder thunder lightening ahead…. Speaking of which, I started Underworld’s Instrumental to Change bit… it’s

  • Untitled

    On May 27th, at 2:09 PM… Retrieving something from the top of my closet, I knocked my deodorant off the shelf which somehow managed to land on the switch of the power strip which hooks up our internet cable box and router (yes, our network is in my closet). Everything shut off for about 10

  • Untitled

    Slinking in the summer daze, half asleep, half away. K. Those of you who have expressed interest in getting TTE then mysteriously drifted loose, you know who you are, and so do I, and I even know where some of you live. If money’s a problem, let it be known that I also accept donations

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    I see the folks at Alxnet, the service that provides the site’s messageboard and guestbook, thought it’d be funny to make their once modest self-promotion plug a highly annoying floating banner. Damnation. This upsets me greatly. Maybe I’ll do something about it. Laterish. Here’s a little comic relief—yeah, I’ve a sick ‘n’ cynical sense of humor,

  • Untitled

    Hey. There’s not a whole lotta news with this update. Yeah. I’m fully immersed in end-of-semester stress—I have a final on a Saturday afternoon (whhhhhhyyyyyy!!!!) and need to finish (…and start…) a project by Thursday on literacy and gender construction; I’m gonna mutilate Barbies with what else?—the English language. Should be messy good fun, if

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    I had a helluva good music appreciation week. I saw Sasha and Digweed, VNV Nation, and Christopher Lawrence (this last one for free!). The highlight?—getting lost downtown and asking several very concerned individuals at Sex World for directions to the goth-industrial lair Ground Zero, where halfway through the song Fearless, Ronan Harris (VNV Nation) started