It is five AM and I am listening

[kleenexwoman]

WTF @ EVERYTHING AND ALL OF YOU.

There. I feel better. Fucking people. Fucking Victorians. Fucking Odysseus. Fucking robots. Fucking humans. Fucking FUCK. I am going to never finish anything and fail all of my exams and flunk and go to California and write and become famous AND NONE OF YOU WILL EVER HEAR FROM ME AGAIN. EVER. EVER EVER EVER BECAUSE I WILL BE FUCKING GODDAMN FAMOUS OR MAYBE HOMELESS.

I'm going to Ithaca with Circe and the Cyclops and we'll feed each other grapes and Greek sailors and turn seabirds into men and women and then turn the men into pigs and the women into mongeese.
I'm going to run away to London and walk the streets at night in a corset and waistcoat and kill vampires and dance for bread and ale and work in a wine-bottle-washing factory and become a governess and teach small children how to play the guitar.
I'm going to Mars.
I'm going to Las Vegas in a rental car with a midget to dissect the remnants of the American Dream. I have bad dreams.
I'm going to California, and I'm going to find a little tiny town that hasn't changed since 1985 and climb up to the clocktower with a squirt gun filled with LSD and wait for the Time Police to come and arrest me.
I'm going to Providence to summon a monster to eat the world.
I'm going to Florida to ride ostriches with my little brother.
I'm going to Los Angeles to build a screenplay about lovers who erase each others' existence.
I'm going to West Berlin.
I'm going to Alpha Centauri.
I'm going to Aryneth to play as soon as I find my towel.
I'm going to the cemetary to fuck a ghost.
I'm going to Washington to play the guitar.
I'm going to the GSA. We'll have an orgy.
I'm going to Farmington Hills.
I'm going to Berkeley. I'm going to Whileaway. I'm never, ever going home again.
This is not a goddamn poem.

Comments

[crabcakes.livejournal.com]

you are the only other person i know who listens to soul coughing. I honor their collection

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

I just found them yesterday. I am industriously downloading tracks.

[rockstarsex.livejournal.com]

Best entry ever.

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

Why thank you.

[diraskyria.livejournal.com]

Ithaca's not that far away; I think I just might have enough gas in my tank to get us there, but why you'd ever want to go there is beyond me.

Oh? You weren't talkinga bout Ithaca, Michigan?

...Nevermind then. I'll just express annoyance toward a lack of Aryneth as a potential destination instead.

And mention that when crabcakes mentioned Soul Coughing, I wondered, "what strange bizzare new thing is this? Souls related to coughing? What?" then realized with disappointment that it was the music, not an activity.

I'm very tired from a long eight hour plus without break shift. -_-

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

How do you get to Aryneth? You never told me. Ithaca's easier because it only takes twenty years on a wooden ship.

[diraskyria.livejournal.com]

It takes, like, twenty minutes, yo.

Oh, wait. not that Ithaca. Sorry.

And you gotta hitch a ride on the spaceship Odelay. That's how Hadesari did it. :) I did tell you that.

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

There isn't any other way? :( I don't have an electronic thumb.

Hmm. *edits*

[diraskyria.livejournal.com]

Your references to HGttG in this context makes me uncomfortable, because I'm a silly git who has only seen the recent movie. Therefor, it is strange and unfamiliar to me, and I feel I cannot do it justice.

[lily-lemony.livejournal.com]

And mention that when crabcakes mentioned Soul Coughing, I wondered, "what strange bizzare new thing is this? Souls related to coughing? What?" then realized with disappointment that it was the music, not an activity.

Soul coughing is slang for vomiting.

Yes, I am full of useless information. ;)

[diraskyria.livejournal.com]

Hm, I like my theory of it being a new way of reading someone's soul/fortune/future based on the way they cough, so, despite what the rest of the world may say, I'm sticking with it.

"Cough for me; I wanna read your soul."

[blueeye-jedi.livejournal.com]

Rachel, do you know there's an Ordo meeting tomorrow, 7pm, my place?

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

Eep. I hadn't known. Er...d'you think you'd be able to drive me there, or would somebody else be able to? *doesn't have anyone else's phone number*

[blueeye-jedi.livejournal.com]

A ride can be arranged. You *need* to get on the Ordo list, you and Brady both. I don't have any way to contact him if he's not on the list--apparently not?--but shoot me an e-mail at jen4k2(AT)gmail.com if you can't get a hold of Brady, still need a ride, whatever. I'll call you if I can't stop by your room after my history class (~1.15pm).

-Jen

[diraskyria.livejournal.com]

I stared at your icon for a good few minutes, thinking, "Okay, why the crap does this person look so freakin' familiar?"

I didn't think to read the actual content of the comments; that would have saved me a lot of dumbfounded staring. :)

[josephwaldman.livejournal.com]

Being as how I have an interview with a rabbi and a cantor about a position at a synagogue in about six hours, I will revert, or perhaps mutate, to Jewish-mother form and remind you to take a sweatah wheahevah you're going, god forbid you should catch a cold and have to something something insert Yiddish word here. Pardon me, I need to go pace nervously for an hour or so.

I feel the same way. Um.

[drworm.livejournal.com]

NONE OF YOU WILL EVER HEAR FROM ME AGAIN. EVER. EVER EVER EVER BECAUSE I WILL BE FUCKING GODDAMN FAMOUS OR MAYBE HOMELESS.

This is the best thing ever to be put into all caps.

You can come to Ohio and do nothing, because nothing happens in Ohio?

Re: I feel the same way. Um.

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

"I am going to Ohio to do nothing with drworm." Hmm. That is one of the better invitations I have gotten.

I think you should come with me to Alpha Centauri. Or California. You pick.

Re: I feel the same way. Um.

[josephwaldman.livejournal.com]

No, some things happen in Ohio. Mostly a lot of beer drinking and dope smoking, so far as I can remember, which isn't very far at all. Four years stuck in Delaware will do that to a person.

But but...

[wolf-heart9.livejournal.com]

I'm going to Las Vegas in a rental car with a midget to dissect the remnants of the American Dream. I have bad dreams.

You can't go without me. :( We'll take Jeff. He can cook for us. It will be fun.

I'll bring the flyswatter.

Re: But but...

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

It will be fun. We can just put the midget in the back seat or the trunk.

Re: But but...

[wolf-heart9.livejournal.com]

The midget can sit in the backseat with Jeff and play cards. Then when we get to Vegas, Jeff can cook good food for us and we can leave the hotel rooms in an utter mess.

But I'm not going to let any of us pick up a minor and give her LSD...that would be bad.

I don't want to be castrated.

Re: But but...

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

Then I'll have to leave the squirt gun full of LSD at home. :( Oh well. I don't really want to be arrested by the Time Police anyway. Or the ordinary police.

Re: But but...

[wolf-heart9.livejournal.com]

No no no. By all means, bring the squirt gun. We'll just card people. :D

You don't count as a minor.

Because I say so. :D

[ghostgecko.livejournal.com]

Have fun. *shakes head*

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

Do you wanna come with me? Please?

I feel deathly alive.

[sighing-echo.livejournal.com]

Can I come? Anywhere? Mars? To build the screenplay about lovers erasing each others existence...

To Ohio...there are people I desperately miss there...

Can I man the supersoaker with LSD?

Can I go to death? I'm creating somewhere fucking cool to go next. Fuck this universe.

Re: I feel deathly alive.

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

We will write screenplays on Mars and go to Ohio and I will introduce you to drworm who is there with nothing happening to him.

You wouldn't want to go to death; that's life, that's stagnation, that's staying here. Another universe sounds better.

[ghostgecko.livejournal.com]

Come with you? I don't even know what the heck you're talking about.
(altho I'm certain I would not be welcome on Whileaway)

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

I don't think they really hate men on Whileaway, there just haven't been any there for a while because of the virus. Which is probably wiped out by now. (Or they might, actually; I haven't read the book since middle school, so my memory is slightly fuzzy on Whileaway's "no boys allowed" policy. As I recall, they just weren't going to bring men to Whileaway for reproductive purposes because they didn't see the point.)

I'll totally vouch for you though.

[anivad.livejournal.com]

...This is why it's a bad idea for you to be up so early in the morning doing research on Victorian madness.

I love this post. And it's a poem, I don't care what you say.

*gives you a towel*

You can go to Aryneth now, whereever that is.

Or you can come over to Singapore and do nothing. Nothing ever happens here. People get fined for chewing gum.

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

Nonono, it's a good idea! It's like immersion research!
*cherishes towel* I'll totally go to Singapore. I'm getting all sorts of invitations to come places from people. Want to go to Alpha Centauri with me? I think I've settled on there as a destination.