DrPolitik

tell me about it ahhhhhhhhhh....old neighbors is classic....*laments the loss of old neighbors* hahhaa...

*WOOP WOOP* Back to the insaniteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee :rolleyes:

YES!! Damn right!!!

bye hun, catch you later then :)

:dozey: .............. :snore: ............hahaha...the score? :huh: :huh: i don't know, i'm still waiting for Kenneth to tell me the frequency :dozey: :cool:

:( ok...well hope you get it fixed soon.. ill miss ya :kiss: :blush: :rolleyes: :D

have no idea what avenue this thread has now ventured down but i'd like to say G4 macs suck ass & are OVERRATED! Tried to do some work today & it's like I need launch codes to operate the damn thing!! grrrrrrrrr :stunned: :angry: :angry: :(

*seen* Im Greg btw ;)

has a monkey in the sig that i cant stop moving along with :stunned:

hey beautiful :stunned: :D :kiss:

:lol: OK I'm definitely going now..!! :stunned: .... :sneaky: .. j/k until tomorrow..(you can check the online box, i'm really going, really i am :lol:

ok you two crazy cats, i'm off to bed, good night, take care see you tomorrow :) :kiss: mwah! :blush:

woop woop GEEK LOVE YEAH! :kiss: :kiss:

i feel uneasy

I am nobody A red sinking Autumn sun took my name away ~ charles wright my fave haiku :cool:

yep my faves too, us caps have a knack for picking out these lines :smug: ;)

hurricane amanda is in YOUR area! WOOP WOOP

peep the booze poems^ :cool: PARTEY woop woop*

Find a Poem > Charles Baudelaire Support this site | Send this link to a friend Add to a Notebook Be Drunk Charles Baudelaire Translated by Louis Simpson ------------------------------------------------------------------------ You have to be always drunk. That's all there is to it--it's the only way. So as not to feel the horrible burden of time that breaks your back and bends you to the earth, you have to be continually drunk. But on what? Wine, poetry or virtue, as you wish. But be drunk. And if sometimes, on the steps of a palace or the green grass of a ditch, in the mournful solitude of your room, you wake again, drunkenness already diminishing or gone, ask the wind, the wave, the star, the bird, the clock, everything that is flying, everything that is groaning, everything that is rolling, everything that is singing, everything that is speaking. . .ask what time it is and wind, wave, star, bird, clock will answer you: "It is time to be drunk! So as not to be the martyred slaves of time, be drunk, be continually drunk! On wine, on poetry or on virtue as you wish."

heres some poetry about booze :D The Fountain of Blood Charles Baudelaire Translated by Rachel Hadas ------------------------------------------------------------------------ A fountain's pulsing sobs--like this my blood Measures its flowing, so it sometimes seems. I hear a gentle murmur as it streams; Where the wound lies I've never understood. Like water meadows, boulevards are flooded. Cobblestones, crisscrossed by scarlet rills, Are islands; creatures come and drink their fill. Nothing in nature now remains unblooded. I used to hope that wine could bring me ease, Could lull asleep my deeply gnawing mind. I was a fool: the senses clear with wine. I looked to Love to cure my old disease. Love led me to a thicket of IVs Where bristling needles thirsted for each vein.

:cool: 22 pages of insanity and counting baby :cool:

wanna go on aim for a while?

*smiles* hey you :kiss:

bananaman is off living the life of Reilly :dozey:

SEBADOH - BEAUTY OF THE RIDE Never did and never will It’s just the way it’s always been I’ve made mistakes before, I’ll make the same again And all this tension we ignore surely works its ugly way inside I have known that nothing’s fair, surely what did I expect? When magic slips into the air and every day’s another test And all this tension we ignore, it surely works its ugly way outside So let it build, let it explode Leaving blood and shattered bone Or bite your tongue ‘til you’ve forgotten what to say And take another step back, until you find you’ve walked away Silence like disease, but I dare not say it hurts ‘Cuz if I honestly react, nothing’s ever gonna work All this tension back and forth It’s just the beauty of the ride It’s just the beauty of the ride So let it build, let it explode Leaving blood and shattered bone Or bite your tongue ‘til you’ve forgotten what to say And take another step back, until you find you’ve walked away