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The starry lateshift

 
  

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Feverfew
12:22 / 19.04.08
P.S. Feverfew and Triplets should co-write all the comics.

I'm up for it, but it would appear Triplets is too busy with the seven year itch...
 
 
Triplets
21:26 / 24.04.08
Oh, half of that fell through already. I'm still planning on honeymooning with Papers on Pluto, though. 153 hour nights on nameless beaches. Tekeli-li!

IRN FIST, though. That's getting written. He (or she) would be Scotch, obviously. Maybe then George will give me the kiss.
 
 
Hallo, Paper Spaceboy
21:30 / 24.04.08
Hih. We can show Pluto some of the love it deserves, reduced from planetary standing. We can stare blissfully into the sky and mutter stories to each other. Round about hour 100 of the first night I might go a little mad. You know. The inky void.
 
 
Essential Dazzler
21:30 / 24.04.08
I'll buy it. Papers is better than Feverfew anyway.
 
 
Hallo, Paper Spaceboy
21:45 / 24.04.08
Withiel-- In other news, what's the word for one's partner's partner? There must be one, but is there?

Wouldn't your partner's other partner be called their other partner? I don't think there's a word for it; given the monogamy-crusted puritanism of major swathes of Western Civilization (major, but not all). The words that come closest -- I'm thinking "mistress" -- have a certain judgemental edge about them.

What's our major project? Besides Barman, of course.

I'm thinking about writing a story, and it feels very 70s Marvel to me, which probably means Bendis is going to come 'round to my apartment and beat the crap out of me or make love to me. But I'd be thinking about Trips, man. My head would be light-years away. On those dark, listless beaches....
 
 
Saint Keggers
02:17 / 25.04.08
Hello? Anyone?
 
 
electric monk
02:27 / 25.04.08
Hey, I'm anyone!
 
 
Saint Keggers
02:29 / 25.04.08
You're not anyone! You're you!
 
 
electric monk
02:34 / 25.04.08
I am pressed, printed, stomped
and strategically removed.
I am everybody.


How's by you, Keggers?
 
 
Saint Keggers
02:39 / 25.04.08
Im suprisingly good this fine evening. Spent the day doing renovations and helping the neighbour with her computer problems. Both allowed me to realise that I am far more capable than I give myself credit for. So, yay me.
So that was a nice lil ego boost.

and how about you?
 
 
electric monk
02:43 / 25.04.08
Not bad. Rode a skateboard for the first time in about 20 years today and did NOT crack my skull open. Even popped a fairly decent ollie for an old dude. It's the little things...
 
 
Saint Keggers
02:46 / 25.04.08
wow. that brings back memories. I remember the last time I went down an 8th pipe. (ok, it was a 1/4 pipe but half of that was on my ass)

This is why Im just contenting myself with perfecting my leet walking skills
 
 
Saint Keggers
02:46 / 25.04.08
and now Im feeling old.
 
 
electric monk
03:01 / 25.04.08
Remember that numbness you'd get in the bottom of your feets after riding on concrete? Used to go away in two minutes max. My feet screamed at me for 20 minutes afterward. "What the hell'd you do that for?"

I want to get a deck of my own, but Rational Monk knows that is a bad bad idea.

Metamucil?
 
 
Saint Keggers
03:04 / 25.04.08
GET OFF MY LAWN YA DAMN PUNKS!!!!

sigh.

A large glass of wine and Billie Holliday on the speakers. Yep, thats all it takes to make me fine and mellow.
 
 
Hallo, Paper Spaceboy
03:05 / 25.04.08
I'm here! Avoiding all skateboards, as ever. Coordinated I'm not.
 
 
electric monk
03:10 / 25.04.08
A large glass of wine and Billie Holliday on the speakers.

L.I.V.I.N.G!


Greetings, Papers!
 
 
Saint Keggers
03:11 / 25.04.08
is that sarcasm?

Hey papers!
 
 
Hallo, Paper Spaceboy
03:15 / 25.04.08
I have no wine, but I can probably foozle up some Billie.

Story-butchering, a little. Dreaming of new stories to write. I'm so one-note in these lateshifts. Writing, writing, writing. All I ever think about.
 
 
electric monk
03:17 / 25.04.08
K - Not in the least!
 
 
Hallo, Paper Spaceboy
03:20 / 25.04.08
These lateshifts fill up with narcotic tics -- I need wine, I need chocolate, I have neither, it's all very Puritanical.
 
 
electric monk
03:20 / 25.04.08
It's cool, Papers. Creativity and Late Shifts are like...well, wine and Billie Holiday really*.




*not a sarcastic comment on Billie Holiday's drinking habits.
 
 
Saint Keggers
03:20 / 25.04.08
saddly I have to be up 3 hrs earlier than usual tomorrow.

So Im going to hva to say g'night,

papers, I want to read your story!
 
 
Hallo, Paper Spaceboy
03:23 / 25.04.08
I'd put it up on the Creation, but it's not work safe really. It's body horror and existential smut, cock-eyed.

Night, K. Sleep tight.
 
 
electric monk
03:28 / 25.04.08
Pleasant dreams, Kegs.

My freelance is done for the evening, so I must fly to bed as well. I might actually get six hours of sleep tonight! Sorry I can't hang witcha longer, Papers. Good night, and good luck with the story-spinning.
 
 
Hallo, Paper Spaceboy
01:46 / 26.04.08
GUH!

It is I, the Papers.

The shift is empty or full?
 
 
Shrug
02:49 / 28.04.08
ALL NIGHTER, ALL NIGHTER, ALL NIGHTER, ALL NIGHTER!!!
COFFEE. COFFEE. COFFEE. COFFEE.
SMOKE. SMOKE. SMOKE.
WRITE. WRITE. WRITE.
AGH. AGH. AGH.
BLAH. BLAH.
BLAH.
0
!
 
 
Shrug
02:59 / 28.04.08
Oh and some screaming, drunken, wretched friend of my flatmate just woke up the rest of the house by banging on our door and bellowing his name.
Should be a fun night.
 
 
Shrug
03:00 / 28.04.08
G
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A
T
 
 
Shrug
03:40 / 28.04.08
Oh, wait, no, he's actually on acid or ketamine or something a bit more debilitating.
He keeps saying 'My brother, she's in australia, she's a dancer'.

On the plus side, I did just hear a delightful story about another friend's reoccurring mouth ulcer called 'Gubbers'.
 
 
Shrug
03:41 / 28.04.08
Right, back to work.
 
 
Shrug
06:41 / 28.04.08
I now just want to kill everything.
 
 
This Sunday
00:07 / 29.04.08
It's a bit early, but the weekend was full of people and doing stuff and now it's just me, the computer, and the soft whisper of the ceiling fan.

So who's around? Anybody?
 
 
Liger Null
00:26 / 29.04.08
I am.

I got the happies today because my leather stuff won ribbons in Indiana!
 
 
This Sunday
00:37 / 29.04.08
Nice. I liked the stuff you linked to awhile back.

Spent the weekend ignoring work-type work and engaging in exhaustive parties, excitement, meeting industry people without having a business agenda on the plate, and remembering that sometimes the best bits of the world are just waking up in someone's arms and listening to them breathe. Strange girls and pretty drinks! Bizarre boys and venison! Sounds! Lights! Albums ripped right out of the eighties!

Today it was all paperwork and housecleaning, which isn't quite as sigh-inducing.

Life been treating you good, in general, then, LN?
 
  

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