May 20, 2004

disney wet dreams

ugh, so today is so horribly sore. ("rough sex?" matt asks. ugh, don't tease.) the result of prolonged racquetball exposure after months of inactivity. so why the sudden spurt of physical activity? *sigh* i need some sort of outlet for my extra energy. in other words, to quote the brilliant british show coupling, "i'm just gaggin' for a shag," and i have been for the past couple of days. the evidence that it's spring just keeps adding up in massive heaps. i went out today with kat's camera and took photos of the gorgeous purple trees spotting the campus right now. it is so lovely to see the vibrant purple flowers randomly around, forming wonderful contrast with all the tan and pink buildings and the green green trees and grass. i think i'm going to paint one of the scenes i took in the sculpture garden. pity, but north campus just rocks south campus in terms of aesthetics. (who's surprised?) i'm actually a bit excited about this. so rarely have i indulged my artistic side of late, at least not in a legitimate high-brow manner; it's all been computer painting for me, nice, but not exactly satisfying.

about this sore thing, i just keep thinking over and over, "i just want a giant man to take a rolling pin and roll me flat like dough and then knead me like bread with thick square fingers until i'm all soft and squishy and leave me in a warm dish, covered with a towel, to rise back up again." with that is the mental image of the giant from the disney version of jack and the beanstalk yelling "fe fi fo fum...i'll grind his bones to make me bread!" and mickey and palls being reduced to powder by a giant's rolling pin. aaaah, that would be nice. i like how i can effortlessly merge sexual imagery with movies from my childhood. now that's moxious!

at least the good that the racquetball has done, has not been to reduce my sexual energy (poo), has at least made me physically less desirous right now. it's hard to feel vampy when you ache in the arms, ass, thighs, shoulders, and back. got a lovely (non-sexual, you perv) massage from kat, but it unfortunately, its effects have not lasted.



i found the quote i referred to yesterday from naked lunch. i read that and just shuddered. such a great line (the second sentence, i included the first so you'd understand what the hell burroughs 's talking about).

"senators leap and bray over the death penalty with inflexible authority of virus yen....death for dope fiends, death for sex queens (i mean fiends) death for the psychopath who offends the cowed and graceless flesh with broken animal innocence of lithe movement...

"the black wind sock of death undulates over the land, feeling, smelling for the crime of separate life, movers of the fear-frozen flesh shivering under a vast probability curve...."


well, that's been my day, peace all.

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