December 01, 2005 - 9:07
If I had a tree, I would want to decorate it with strings of wooden beads, lit dripping candles, and tiny, framed portraits.
I saw the Aristrocrats for the first time the other evening. One compelling topic broached, was how personally revealing a comedian's rendering of the joke was. As in, just how far will a person allow their mind to wander into the realms of the perverse and abominable. Well, I often wonder.
One day, I will feel like I've earned the ultimate trust of another, and it will be after they've just told me about their curbed appetite for kiddie porn. And it's not even fair to anyone, because I'm not sure yet how I'd react, but I really want to know the depraved fascinations and unnatural proclivities. I'm sorry. It's mostly lost it's charm, the way that I romanticize the denerate parts of the brain. It's mostly a flaw, now.
for which I mostly apologize.