Notes from a Simulated Underground
Archive for December 26, 2007
Marocharim • December 26, 2007
I’m having second thoughts about going to the beach tomorrow: I have a rather severe case of thalassophobia (fear of the sea). A vast expanse of crystal-blue water can aggravate my mild psychosis: I automatically think of drowning. The mere sight of a big wave – that’s not on TV – not only makes [...]
2 comments • Marocharim • December 26, 2007
For the first time in four years, I’m back to wearing boots. But they’re not combat boots: they’re dress boots. Black suede-leather boots. Boots for the modern, fashion-conscious cowboy. I suppose I should dress up in my leather pants, one of my black shirts, my trench coat, my Harley-Davidson bandanna and my cowboy hat, [...]
1 comment • Marocharim • December 26, 2007
As happy as I am with the way my life is going on right now, I can’t help but be a bit anxious. It never occurred to me until now that next year is the beginning of the rest of my life: I thought I was struggling then to make a career, but 2008 [...]
Marocharim • December 26, 2007
Disclaimer: I’m not a sexual beast, nor am I sexually preoccupied. Yesterday’s entry was about a hypothetical porno movie about lechon, and it makes me kind of rethink the whole idea of porn in general. Even if pornography is a multimillion dollar industry, it’s still pretty much illicit. “Immoral,” even. The conservative right would rather [...]
There are things I'm afraid to tell myself. Instead, I choose to reveal them the world. In sickness, in spite, in all unpleasantness, even in disease. I'm a babbler, a ranter, a writer: neither spiteful nor kind, neither rascal or honorable man. Neither hero or vermin.
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