http://search.deviantart.com/?q=by:anotherfucker&section=today deviantART RSS for by:anotherfucker en-us Copyright 2009, deviantART.com Sun, 20 Dec 2009 11:34:01 PST deviantART.com http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss http://s.deviantart.com/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/14857130/ http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/14857130/ Sun, 30 Sep 2007 13:55:56 PDT 2.- A Color... Blue
3.- An Animal... A rhinosaur
4.- An Electrodomestic... A computer
5.- A Book... Bukowski
6.- A Song... The taming of the hands that came back to life
7.- A Jewrly... A pinkie ring
8.- An Object... A picture frame
9.- A Car... A bus transfer
10.- An Element... Fire
11.- A tree... Christless tree
12.- A Drink... Beer
13.-AN Ice Cream... Chocolate
14.- A Planet... Uranus
15.- A Person... Orson Wells
16.- An Insect... Spider
17.- A Way Of Transport... Hang glidery
18.- A Song... Winged/Wicked things
19.- A Movie... Superbad
20.- A Season... Fall
21.- A Flower... Stargazer lily
22.- A Job... Writer
23.- Cartoon… Metalocalypse
24.- A Place... The grooves in my cutting board
25.- A Present... Clothes
26.- Something Unforgettable... Her
27.- A City... Berlin
28.- A Perfume... Cheese
29.- A Game... Contra
30.- A Chocolate... and chocolate
31.- An Hour... 3:33am
32.- An Invention... Internet
33.- A Body Place... The Eyes
34.- A Country... Germany
35.- A Flavor... Sweet
36.- A Sport... Sex
37.- A Smell... Her
38.- An Asignature... Be merry
39.- A Flag... A queer leaf
40.- A Construction... Time
41.- A Month... October
42.- A Men Perfume... Sweat and semen
43.- A Candy... Sucker
45.- A Toy ... Bear bear
46.- A Material... Obsidian
47.- A Shape... Nautical star
48.- An Answer... Question this answer
49.- A Word... Phenomenal

]]> ~anotherfucker http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/13788502/ http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/13788502/ Wed, 18 Jul 2007 22:57:48 PDT
18/07/2007 10:50:41 PM ilson says: how does it fly?

18/07/2007 10:50:55 PM you were doing something else that day says: it is lighter than air

18/07/2007 10:51:23 PM ilson says: so its at the whim of the wind

18/07/2007 10:51:43 PM time is lighter than air says: it is bullied by it

18/07/2007 10:52:03 PM ilson says: so we can ultimately blame the wind

18/07/2007 10:52:16 PM time is lighter than air says: the wind is at fault

18/07/2007 10:52:26 PM ilson says: i never did like the wind

18/07/2007 10:52:40 PM time is lighter than air says: the wind fucking blows

18/07/2007 10:52:46 PM ilson says: best convo ever

]]> ~anotherfucker http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/12937093/ http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/12937093/ Sun, 13 May 2007 03:38:02 PDT - bill hicks

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]]> ~anotherfucker http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/11729198/ http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/11729198/ Wed, 07 Feb 2007 23:07:29 PST place after jack died and
before my mom and i drowned
in a burning ferry in the cool
tannin-tinted guaviare river,
in east-central colombia,
with forty two locals we
hadn't yet met. it was a clear
and eyeblue day, that day, as
was the first day of this
story, a few years ago in jan-
uary, on chicago's north side,
in the opulent shadow of
wrigley and the wind
coming low and searching
off the jagged half-frozen
lake. i was inside, very warm,
walking from door to door.
- dave eggers

your heart is an empty room.
- d-c-f-c ]]> ~anotherfucker http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/11691261/ http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/11691261/ Sun, 04 Feb 2007 23:43:57 PST coffee.
cigarettes.
parent's house.
format hard drive.
install
- windows xp
- norton av
- VLC
- live messenger
- itunes
- firefox
- wmp 11
- photoshop cs2
- premiere pro 1.5
- audition 2.0
- ableton live 6
- acid pro 6
home.

pizza.
beer.
david cross.
you tube.
mr. show.
DEAF BABIES IN INCUBATORS.
demonoid.
iso hunt.
thepiratebay.
mininova.
btmon.
torrentz.
deviantart.
alone online.
a l l o n e l i n e.

School tomorrow. ]]> ~anotherfucker http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/11183454/ http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/11183454/ Mon, 25 Dec 2006 03:48:58 PST (All except the Jews and Mel Gibson.) Seriously.
Enjoy your lives.











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]]> ~anotherfucker http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/10751990/ http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/10751990/ Fri, 17 Nov 2006 03:35:04 PST got to be fucking kidding me...

fucking pinch me.

this was my favourite book when i was three.

[link]

written by Dave Eggers!? Dave Eggers!!!

directed by Spike Jonze!?

maybe there is a god.











just kidding.

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]]> ~anotherfucker http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/10341492/ http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/10341492/ Mon, 09 Oct 2006 20:22:05 PDT The dust has only just begun to fall,
Crop circles in the carpet, sinking, feeling.
Spin me round again and rub my eyes.
This can't be happening.
When busy streets a mess with people
would stop to hold their heads heavy.

Hide and seek.
Trains and sewing machines.
All those years they were here first.

Oily marks appear on walls
Where pleasure moments hung before.
The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this still life.

Hide and seek.
Trains and sewing machines. (Oh, you won't catch me around here)
Blood and tears,
They were here first.

Mmm, what you say?
Mm, that you only meant well? Well, of course you did.
Mmm, what you say?
Mm, that it's all for the best? Ah off course it is.
Mmm, what you say?
Mm, that it’s just what we need? And you decided this.
Mmm what you say?
What did she say?

Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs.
Speak no feeling, no I dont believe you.
You don't care a bit. You don't care a bit.

Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs.
Speak no feeling, no I don't believe you.
You don't care a bit. You don't care a bit.

You don't care a bit.
You don't care a bit.
You don't care a bit.
You don't care a bit.
You don't care a bit.

- Imogen Heap

]]> ~anotherfucker http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/9996977/ http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/9996977/ Thu, 07 Sep 2006 09:45:17 PDT
Mood: crow's feet

i've just turned twenty two in what feels like my thousandth year on earth.

]]> ~anotherfucker http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/9960104/ http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/9960104/ Mon, 04 Sep 2006 06:09:31 PDT Mood: not surprised
Listening to: Cemetery - Silverchair
Reading: The Darwin Awards: Aussie Edition
Watching: Ocean's Deadliest

Let's get up real close to this stingray 'ere and 'ave ahselves a look...

Cheers, mate.

]]> ~anotherfucker http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/9922418/ http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/9922418/ Thu, 31 Aug 2006 18:44:26 PDT
Mood: bleh
Listening to: Opiate - Tool
Reading: being born and growing older - bruce vance
Watching: snakes on a plain hamburger

The world is a beautiful place
to be born into
if you don't mind happiness
not always being
so very much fun
if you don't mind a touch of hell
now and then
just when everything is fine
because even in heaven
they don't sing
all the time

The world is a beautiful place
to be born into
if you don't mind some people dying
all the time
or maybe only starving
some of the time
which isn't half so bad
if it isn't you

Oh the world is a beautiful place
to be born into
if you don't much mind
a few dead minds
in the higher places
or a bomb or two
now and then
in your upturned faces
or such other improprieties
as our Name Brand society
is prey to
with its men of distinction
and its men of extinction
and its priests
and other patrolmen
and its various segregations
and congressional investigations
and other constipations
that our fool flesh
is heir to

Yes the world is the best place of all
for a lot of such things as
making the fun scene
and making the love scene
and making the sad scene
and singing low songs and having inspirations
and walking around
looking at everything
and smelling flowers
and goosing statues
and even thinking
and kissing people and
making babies and wearing pants
and waving hats and
dancing
and going swimming in rivers
on picnics
in the middle of summer
and just generally
'living it up'

Yes
but then right in the middle of it
comes the smiling
mortician

- Lawrence Ferlinghetti

]]> ~anotherfucker http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/9549726/ http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/9549726/ Mon, 31 Jul 2006 02:45:20 PDT
Mood: unusable signal
Listening to: day the earth caught fire - the 'fits
Reading: a shite history of nearly everything by A. Parody
Watching: citiken kane

*lloydhughes

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- e - n - d - ]]> ~anotherfucker http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/8527328/ http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/8527328/ Thu, 20 Apr 2006 02:33:02 PDT completely cut loose from
purpose,
he was a young man
riding a bus
through North Carolina
on the way to somewhere
and it began to snow
and the bus stopped
at a little cafe
in the hills
and the passengers
entered.
he sat at the counter
with the others,
he ordered and the
food arived.
the meal was
particularly
good
and the
coffee.
the waitress was
unlike the women
he had
known.
she was unaffected,
there was a natural
humor which came
from her.
the fry cook said
crazy things.
the dishwasher.
in back,
laughed, a good
clean
pleasant
laugh.
the young man watched
the snow through the
windows.
he wanted to stay
in that cafe
forever.
the curious feeling
swam through him
that everything
was
beautiful
there,
that it would always
stay beautiful
there.
then the bus driver
told the passengers
that it was time
to board.
the young man
thought, I’ll just sit
here, I’ll just stay
here.
but then
he rose and followed
the others into the
bus.
he found his seat
and looked at the cafe
through the bus
window.
then the bus moved
off, down a curve,
downward, out of
the hills.
the young man
looked straight
forward.
he heard the other
passengers
speaking
of other things,
or they were
reading
or
attempting to
sleep.
they had not
noticed
the
magic.
the young man
put his head to
one side,
closed his
eyes,
pretended to
sleep.
there was nothing
else to do-
just to listen to the
sound of the
engine,
the sound of the
tires
in the
snow.
- Charles Bukowski ]]> ~anotherfucker http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/8443904/ http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/8443904/ Tue, 11 Apr 2006 23:51:01 PDT that it can all disappear very
quickly:
the cat, the woman, the job,
the front tire,
the bed, the walls, the
room; all our necessities
including love,
rest on foundations of sand -
and any given cause,
no matter how unrelated:
the death of a boy in Hong Kong
or a blizzard in Omaha ...
can serve as your undoing.
all your chinaware crashing to the
kitchen floor, your girl will enter
and you'll be standing, drunk,
in the center of it and she'll ask:
my god, what's the matter?
and you'll answer: I don't know,
I don't know ...
- Charles Bukowski ]]> ~anotherfucker http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/8319274/ http://anotherfucker.deviantart.com/journal/8319274/ Fri, 31 Mar 2006 00:01:54 PST live in furnished rooms.
Late at night when I look out at the buildings
I swear I see a face in every window
looking back at me,
and when I turn away
I wonder how many go back to their desks
and write this down.
- Leonard Cohen ]]> ~anotherfucker