The Late Shift's Ninth Gate

22:47 / 15.03.03

Number eight was getting a skotch (is that how you spell skotch? I'm not sure) ungainly at eleven pages, so here's number nine. Anyone up?

22:58 / 15.03.03

Yup. Tim Buckley and Sunday's newspapers it is. And purple cake.

23:02 / 15.03.03

yeah up up up, just moved back in with my parants after quitting my university course, but now feeling mild panic creeping from the west brain, i dont know what im doing with my life and i kinda like it. hows my favourite board been?

23:23 / 15.03.03

Well, I can't speak for all 1882, but I think the board's pretty good.

Congrats Puck! It's a fun feeling, eh?

I have 2 essays due on Thursday that I haven't really started but for some odd reason I'm not panicking. And now I'm off for gothy funness for the night! Weee!

What's Tim Buckley?

23:29 / 15.03.03

Jeff's dad. On my Walkman.

Tryphena Absent

23:41 / 15.03.03

eat the cake eat the cake eat the cake eat the cake

23:46 / 15.03.03

now everybodys gone to bed, and the fridge is making noises...sinister noises. im scared. drunk and scared. and hungery

oh god it just made a PING sound

if i die warn people bout the fridge

23:55 / 15.03.03

we will avenge your death! Open the fridge and face your fears!

Don't Fear The Fridge. I had nightmares about the mice living under mine though last night...

23:57 / 15.03.03

Actually, the mice are living in my stove, and I haven't the heart to kill them. They're pretty unsanitary though, so I guess I'll have to buy some more humane cage traps tomorrow... poor little guys.

00:04 / 16.03.03

Baz- I know what you mean, I think there's some living near my oven as well. We heard a noise in the kitchen the other night, went to have a look, and apparently one was trying to steal our 1/2 teaspoon measuring spoon, I guess cause it had thyme on it. I know I should be saying "Ick! Vermin!" but the thought of a mouse trying to haul off an ungainly plastic spoon for a little bit of thyme is just so adorable.

Puck- My parents' entire house clicks and pings, because of the way it's heated. Combine that with my dad's sleep apnea, which can be heard through the floor, and, well, it's a noisy house. I can't be in a completely silent place without getting really twitchy. The fridge will not eat you.

00:07 / 16.03.03

The worst bit is that we've had the mouse for months, but I've waited until it was warmer out to do something about it. (I couldn't throw mousie out into the snow, even if he is going to the bathroom in my kitchen... i suck, I know.) My brother who used to kill them daily for his snakes to eat was yelling at me for this yesterday, but ah well.

There was two of them chasing each other around last night too... and they hunt through the house looking for my sister's cookies. They even found them when we hid them on top of the TV. Too cute.

Puck? You still there? Puck?!

telyn

00:08 / 16.03.03

Purple cake? wow, what's in it?

Our fridge currently smells rank, and the owner of the rank object is away with her boyfriend for the weekend. ugh. Plus we can't quite figure out what the bad smell is.

Get a torch. And a cigarette lighter. Open the fridge door and flame anything unsavoury, or hit it with the torch. Then you should be ok. Then call the fire brigade

00:09 / 16.03.03

im alright now . even made a sandwhich. i just think its the adrenaline kicking in every time i think about ....stuff and the booze.

will you keep the mice as pets? i had mice once there was so much pressure to think of cool or clever or ironic hip names i ended up calling them Gary and Steve. and guess what? all my mates thought that was quite a cool clever hip ironic thing to do, which misses the point.

00:15 / 16.03.03

Is it healthy to keep them? It would be better than releasing them into my cat-filled neighborhood I guess. I would have to call one Gerald after the Pink Floyd song.

I remember when I was exploring Stoatie's attic I got a torch and a little stuffed Cthulu doll for protection. It worked apparently. Oh wait, a British torch. Not the fun kind.

Mmm. Purple. My favourite fruit.

00:23 / 16.03.03

Off for gothy funness now! Have a good night all! Weeee!

00:29 / 16.03.03

That attic's fucking scary, man.

Just ate the cake- turns out it was just the icing it was covered in that was purple. A little disappointing. Nice, though- quite spicy, with honey in it (Mexican honey, apparently, though whether that made a difference I'm not sure.)

00:29 / 16.03.03

isnt goth fun a tad bit oxymoronic? a bit like stressed surfer or mellow punk? shouldnt you be off to find dark sustinance allow the cloak of night settle over your shoulders like memory of the arm of a lost love? or somthing

Tryphena Absent

00:39 / 16.03.03

Hmmm, only the icing, that is disappointing.

00:41 / 16.03.03

Speaking of goth fun, Tim Buckley's now finished and been replaced with Peter Murphy.

I s'pose it depends on whether you're more "Johnny the Homicidal Maniac" or "GloomCookie". No, hang on, they're both fun. I'll rethink that.

Tryphena Absent

00:58 / 16.03.03

How is it that I got up at 8am and am still wide awake at 3am. Hmmm? Does this make sense to anyone? I swear I'm completely wrong in the head.

Matthew Fluxington

01:00 / 16.03.03

So, have any of you ever had the Sweettarts jelly beans? They might not have them in the UK, which is a shame. They're great.

Most jelly beans are great, of course.

01:21 / 16.03.03

but we have black jacks and there yin/yang sweetie opposite fruit salads, which are like a squillion times better

01:29 / 16.03.03

Fruit Salads! They rock a snow leopard's ass.

01:34 / 16.03.03

you will be saddend to hear that they now cost 2p, how fucking ridiculas how can a penny chew cost 2p! now instead of getting a heathly bag full for 10p you now get five! that barely a pocketful.

01:36 / 16.03.03

i also suspect curly wirlys have got shorter but i cant prove it .... yet

01:37 / 16.03.03

I couldn't throw mousie out into the snow, even if he is going to the bathroom in my kitchen... i suck, I know.

If it makes you feel any better, I once found a ladybug on my sock at college in wintertime. I put it in my glasses case and took it back to my parents' house (I was going anyway, it's not like I was making a special trip...) so it could live on the plants there. Not that it did, I'm sure, I just couldn't release a ladybug out into the cold cold snow, and my roommate hated them.

I doubt we'll do anything about our mice, just try to keep crumbs to a minimum and hope they'll look elsewhere.

01:43 / 16.03.03

It could be worse- he could be going to the kitchen in your bathroom.

01:49 / 16.03.03

that made sense so im goin to bed.

Night Puck

that makes me sound like a super hero NITEPUCK

goodnight all and may hordes of angles sing the to thy sleep

02:21 / 16.03.03

'Night.

The Return Of Rothkoid

02:23 / 16.03.03

I'd like to hear an angle sing. Especially the obtuse ones; they'd be singing fucking weird shit, but in cool, deep voices, I'd imagine.

Ahem. Sigh.

Am here. Still.

02:34 / 16.03.03

Shame pin's not still around- we could ask him how many angles could dance on his head.

03:11 / 16.03.03

Still here also. The futon has been folded out into a bed for the hell of it, so I no longer have any reason to leave the living room.