Lullabies to Paralyse

On the Headphones - Mustard Gas by The Dear Hunter

A flurry, a swan song, heralding and end or a beginning. My headphones are slipping off my head slowly. This awesome pair of auditory joyness is threatening to detach itself from my skull; to think a haircut would put it in an even more precarious position. Yeah forget the haircut.

Cassie - Flyleaf

Do you believe in God, written on a bullet? As my phone goes buzz, another jumper threatening to free fall makes agony known, one that everyone is well aware of as it is. So jump, everyone seems to be doing it. Everyone knows a jumper, or someone who thinks they've got the mettle to jump.

Pffffft.

Right up to this paragraph everything is still disjointed and non-sequitur, yet ramble on, ramble on before my tea runs out. Lemongrass and tea, tonight's another night of firsts where I seem to be discarding my -ine addictions. Or...

Lately - The Ataris

All i'm really trying to do is get back into the swing of writing on a blog. All the writing i've been doing (WRT classes aside) has been dedicated to laconic and dull assignments about Freud and post-modernism and global political economy and all whole bunch of other second-hand theories that I feign to forget.

Three days into fasting, barring a venture into the world of gastric pain and suffering all is well. Three days without a cigarette, three days without a cup of coffee hence my -ine addictions seem to be falling away. If i can last an entire month without smokes or indulging in excessive cups of caffeine then at the very least I can lay claim to the fact that the only reason I smoke or drink coffee is for the sole reason that I enjoy doing it and not as a victim of addiction. Thus if at anytime I wanted to change the intention of my actions, or the actions themselves, I would not be barred by a physical craving, at least that's the idea. They say the first threshold is three days, then a week, then three weeks, then a month. It's a long way to the top if you want to rock and roll, as these last few weeks seem to continuously indicate.

So I'm tempted to jump.

Stare at the Sun - Thrice