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Due to some privacy issues [May. 9th, 2005|02:27 pm]
Azami - Bloody Hachimitsu
[Current Mood |calmcalm]
[Current Music |Evils Toy - Transparent Frequencies]

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(no subject) [Feb. 2nd, 2005|09:23 pm]
Azami - Bloody Hachimitsu

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*pushes express note through little LJ hole* [. 0th, 0|12:00 am]
Azami - Bloody Hachimitsu
[Current Music |Schmandaul - Der junge Siegfried]

Busy, probably every day until Friday next week. Post-Then, I am going to crumble like the proverbial cookie, drag myself into a box and poke my eyes out with a rusty tap for the next millenia or so.

A great big 'bah!' to my Lutheran ancestors, who just had to leave Prussia and give birth to my grandmother here. Couldn't they have waited a few generations so I'd have popped out a fresh, happy, damchen?
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Spider Dust [Oct. 12th, 2004|08:43 pm]
Azami - Bloody Hachimitsu
[Current Mood |sadsad]
[Current Music |Velvet Acid Christ - Falling Snow]

... I have this really awful gut feeling that something bad has happened, beyond my reach.

I sincerely apologise for adopting the role of the resident mopey git as of late, and if I have/ or will offend some of you with a rather distant social attitude I apologise for that as well. Once exam season is over I shall return to flogging you all with gelatinous spoons of many exquisite and jelly-like delights.

Socially, emotionally, academicaly, spiritually... complete inner chaos, but I promise myself a nice bright light at the end of the proverbial tunnel.
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Ugh... [Oct. 11th, 2004|11:07 am]
Azami - Bloody Hachimitsu
[Current Mood |dead]
[Current Music |Fantomas (in head... mmmmm.)]

Body = hurting.

Mind = fine, slight flecks of disorder.

Thought = Liberals in, fearing potential disposal of HECS. The common man overuses his mouth in so many unnecessary situations, I should stop following his example; become something more than a contemporary megaphone. I should stop thinking about pushing myself, get down to business. Just 'do'.

Composure and style = Appear to have dissapeared for this morning. I don't miss them for once.

To summarise = Physically, mentally tranquilised. Capacity equal to that of a rotting doorstop. =(
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::Smoke Screens:: [Oct. 6th, 2004|12:59 pm]
Azami - Bloody Hachimitsu
[Current Mood |complacentcomplacent]
[Current Music |Blue Dahlia - Angel Wings]

Social Gratification.

There are those you dearly love, whom you have acknowledged as one of your own and as separate, important identities that you not only befriend for human companionship and understanding... but an avenue of sacrifice and to diminish the illusion of human separateness. People like these, make us realise that we are part of a bigger picture. That we have a purpose and mechanism no matter how great or small.

...and then there are those who you would liken to eating a giant bowl of strawberry icecream. In itself, the ice cream is nothing important, or has no identity or feelings that mean even a thing to you..but give temporary feelings of pleasure and settlement. They are an extension of yourself, just another rusty screw to support your feisable existance. You test your social skills upon them, and evaluate yourself. They are mere bricks, a test of self-worth. As mirrors to reflect the view of yourself, they are quite unreliable. Every one will be different, and the more you obtain, the more insecure and confused you become about your reasons for being here.

Well, you don't need these kinds of people. You should not use them, especially if they recognise you as somebody important, and somebody who they are willing to give a part of themselves up for. They will only produce worthless questions, that will unduly challenge your confidence and self esteem. You can find better mirrors in those who matter, and the best one of all lies within your own mind.. the decisions you make about yourself, your existance and what you plan to do with it. Who you plan to share this with, what level of humanity (or inhumanity, for some) you will dwell within and continue to dwell there even after death. The mind doesn't die, if it has found it's home once the body passes on.

So these pointless acquaintances, by all means nurture them where necessary. Be polite, provide for their needs if it brings you pleasure, but do not give them false hope... do not keep them close and most of all, do not allow them to bring you pain or confusion. If they are not within your borders, then that is exactly where they wish to stay. They will learn a valuable lesson by your refusal to right of entry into your heart, they will learn a little more about themselves..they will be able to step back, and view the reality around them.. and see that it is different from yours. Shed no tears for them, because they will be in vain. Because in your world, they are mere flowers. Pretty for a moment, their scent brings pleasure... but they hold no significance and it would certainly not do you any good to cry if they wilted, especially when there are magnificent angels that drift by your side and one too many dangerous creatures lurking behind your back.
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Sarcasmic [Oct. 5th, 2004|08:12 pm]
Azami - Bloody Hachimitsu
[Current Mood |indescribableindescribable]
[Current Music |Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds - Sorrows Child]

I have come to the conclusion that I spend far too much time on LJ whilst not using my extremely limited net hours in a more wholesome manner. And yes children, this is bad candy..very bad.

But an update pour vous just for the hell of it.

James and I went halves in a Magic: The Gathering box set which has now allowed me to customise my deck a little thanks to a few boosters and a core set in green, the colour of the pre-built deck I bought. We spent the afternoon with Josh + his brother Adam flogging one another with various beasties and being met with that same newbish confusion/following conversation that so many other players must look back on in a few years and laugh down upon. But I'm having fun! And learning... I suppose that is the whole point, and you must begin somewhere no?

I need more 'plains' mana cards, I crave polished angels and shiny clerics.

And you know what else....?

My seven year war with potatoes is at an end. After years of vegetable character assasination, I quite like them now.


Just more distracted thoughts to cradle the line between head and heart that is breaking. Mmm hmmm.
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Chappy Snaps [Oct. 4th, 2004|09:05 pm]
Azami - Bloody Hachimitsu
[Current Mood |draineddrained]
[Current Music |New Order - Dead Stars]

Photos from AltAdelaide picnic, Virginia's party and weekend le' villa Sean.


A Sean(centre), Phil (far left) and Bethany (far right) powered battery


Markus *swoon*


Sean and Draven


I + Markus, sporting the 'God' postcard I attatched to him halfway down Rundle Mall


Prior to fatal epileptic seisure - Dazmo aka The Birdman =D


Dave attempting camera steal-age


'Son of Salad fingers' as stalked by Dave and Markus


The sleeping Markus, featuring ornamental battery and son of salad fingers ^_^


Gem attempting to drink contents of household lava lamp


Phil as snapped by Sean


.. My absolute favourite out of all of these =) M + I


Sean's hat + Philip the undercover broken heart (TM)


Sean's series of self-photography


Sean, yet again.


* Okay, now this picture had us all baffled. Markus was walking toward Sean on Virginia's front fence and he snapped the photo. There had been nothing obstructing him and when the photo had been taken, nobody saw anything unusual.... Thus appeared the 'Soul Worm' as I dubbed it. Some were convinced that it was a ghost, or kind of apparition and the rest of us thought it was possibly the street light sitting behind, later observed that it was possibly a moth or insect flying in the background..but then again, it had flown in front of him. And it stops right at his mouth, he didn't feel anything. Make up your own mind I guess, I'd be interested to have this one analysed.


Apologies for my absence regarding internet presence, I was out all day Friday, and after the AltAdelaide picnic/Virginia's party Markus, Grace and I stayed at Sean's for two nights (thankyou dear!)
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Just as the clouds have gone to sleep.. [Sep. 30th, 2004|09:11 pm]
Azami - Bloody Hachimitsu
[Current Mood |Speechless]
[Current Music |Subway to Sally - Herrin des Feuers]

Give me what's rightfully mine! Or I'll hit you with this brick.
Which Office Moron Are You?
Rum and Monkey: jamming your photocopier one tray at a time.


Where to start describing what has/is happening to me?


I am happy, in love, at peace.. but will soon fall to pieces.

That is all.
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Early morning ramble [Sep. 27th, 2004|08:43 am]
Azami - Bloody Hachimitsu
[Current Mood |La la la la la la]
[Current Music |The Birthday Party - Guilt Parade]

*inspects pile of post-its labeled 'today'* Now let's see..

1:00 pm: Waddle over to bus stop and commence usual nauseating public transportation regime

Later: Acquire Markus, squish him into oblivion and be slain even more horrificly at Magic: the gathering than before (given that last time, he mana burned himself to death so I could win my first game.. Gyahahahahahahahahah *choke* I'm so feeble)

Even Later: Frolic to Sean's house for movie watching, witty banter, music exchanging and possibly further stupified gazing at Neo the axylotyl (sp?)

Hence more lateness: Curl up, sleep. Sling M. over shoulder, deposit him at city. Return to lair.

Spent hours on a new sketch last night, tried a bit of realism rather than usual scribbly, psuedo-anime style. Quite like it as a new direction (will adopt in future sketching)

Jez- Have fun in America dear =D *jealousy*

Mmmmm, nice and cloudy outside for a change. The sky looks like an endless void of fluffy white cotton candy (evidence that Bethany should still be in her bed dreaming about lemming trains)

Well breakfast and beautification beckon. J.P- sorry I haven't replied to your letter as of yet, holiday peak season has begun =/ Am missing you!

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