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Water fountain spray

Mar 18 2004

Another fan­tas­tic pho­to­graph here:

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Bowling with the Sun

Mar 17 2004

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Fell down the stairs, went into shock

Mar 17 2004

I am pre­sently reco­ve­ring from one of the sca­riest things that has ever hap­pe­ned to me.

I was wal­king down my stairs with a cup in my hand, about to make a mor­ning cup of tea when my foot slip­ped for­ward, I fell back­wards and smac­ked my coccyx (for those that do not know — this is the very bot­tom of the spi­nal cord, at the lower back above your rear). Then I pro­cee­ded to fall down the remai­ning stairs, repea­tedly hit­ting my coccyx again and again. For a few seconds after­ward I jum­ped around and shou­ted “FUCK FUCK FUCK” while ago­ni­sing in pain. Then it stop­ped and I thought I should rest my coccyx for a little bit, remove all the stres­ses. Thus I lay down on my couch. It was now that things got scary. Espe­cially when I am in the house alone.

As soon as I lay down I sud­denly felt very faint. I felt I was going to vomit. I star­ted to sweat loads and my eye­sight star­ted to fade and cloud up. You know that fee­ling of when you get up too fast? It was like that but cons­tantly. I scram­bled up and felt my way to the dining room, not being able to see anything, my legs almost collap­sing beneath me. And still the need to vomit, gag­ging in my throat. My hot sweat had tur­ned cold and in the space of seconds I was shi­ve­ring pro­fu­sely. When I got to the dining room, I don’t know why (pro­bably because when I felt faint a few weeks before I did this and it hel­ped), but I pig­ged out on all the fruit and gra­pes I could get my hands on. Swa­llo­wing it all des­pite wan­ting to vomit and fin­ding it hard to swa­llow. I cla­mo­red loo­king for more food to help res­tore my sen­ses, my eye­sight still terri­ble and now my ears star­ting to “buzz”. By this time I was really sca­red I had dama­ged my spi­nal cord, jit­te­red it or something and I was in the house alone so no one could help me. I pic­ked up more fruit and retur­ned to the dining room, trying to remain calm and not panic. I lay down on the couch again and slowly ate the fruit. My eye­sight gra­dually retur­ned but my ears were get­ting worse and my coccyx REALLY hurt. I loo­ked in the mirror and I was white, pale with nearly blue lips. I res­ted on the couch and sta­yed calm for 10 minu­tes or so and the symp­toms all pas­sed, with the excep­tion of the throb­bing back pain.

I made my cup of tea and typed this up, still won­de­ring if I am per­fectly OK. I rea­lize now I suf­fe­red from some sort of shock, but this never occurs to you when you loose all strength, sense and cons­cious thought.

So that’s my day so far.

Serial Killer Movies

Mar 16 2004

Recently watched;

Natu­ral Born Killers
Kali­for­nia

Both with Juliette Lewis in, both in which she plays her role per­fectly. These are what I would call pro­per serial killer movies, rather than the Jason Freddy rub­bish horror stuff. These delve into the psyche of a movie killer.

Kali­for­nia isn’t a great movie. Some of the acting is really poor (For­bes), some of it is too dry (Duchovny, but I like his voice) but some of it is per­fect (Pitt). The story­line is filled with irony and rather pre­dic­ta­ble plot lines and conc­lu­sions, but nonethe­less is still enjo­ya­ble to watch – if only for Brad Pitt’s per­for­mance and his anec­do­tes when killing – his non serious approach to everything. I won’t talk about the ending, but the VERY ending is in my eyes perfect.

Natu­ral Born Killers, a story by Taran­tino, direc­ted by Stone. This movie is an ins­tant favou­rite of mine. It is BRILLIANT. The style, the mono­lo­gue, the con­tro­versy, the story­te­lling, the plot, the Leo­nard Cohen sound­track, it’s all just asto­nishing. Mallory’s “Am I beau­ti­ful now?” fight sce­nes really enth­ra­lled me and I was in awe of the pas­sion Lewis gave to her cha­rac­ter. A cha­rac­ter that was per­fectly matched by Woody Harrel­son as Mic­key. It’s hard to decide where to start pic­king this movie apart – the ruth­less killing, the media & tv influen­ces, the drugs, the bru­tal childhoods, the pri­son riots, the bent cop­pers, the natu­ral killing desire. This movie oozes with great­ness. I will watch it again, soon. 10/10

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Water soaked imagery

Mar 16 2004


I found this pic­ture too funny not to put on here

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