New Zekeland

Sometimes drinking alone helps. I went up to Gandalf's, had a brew, and didn't think about anything for a solid hour. It really helped my mood. I was suprised. Normally, drinking alone has a very adverse effect upon me and my mood. Well anyway, in my slightly improved mood, I think I am going to tackle some work now. Please remember the quiz thing mentioned last time. Later.

To end this reading of the Gospel According to Zekius, I leave you with this:

200 miles
130 titties
66 vaginas
5 lapdances
3 missing teeth
2 stolen quarters
1 Garret sighting
and ...
a midget at the Millenium Club
Howie, Pat, and Zeke after Tittiepoloza

I really hate all nighters sometimes. I am working on a paper on Brian Friel's Translations.
Decided to take a small break as I have reached an impass in my writing. I am unsure where to go
with the paper from the point I have arrived at. But I glanced around in my confusion and noticed that
there are now numbers and suits on Pabst Blue Ribbon bottle caps. I think I am going to research and see
if I can find out why Pabst would do such a thing. Also I am very bored and don't want to think about the paper
right now. Need to burn time until the Cafeteria opens for breakfast so I can go forage for caffeine in the form
of soda or coffee. If anyone know of other neat quizzes for me to take when I get really bored, please let me
know. For the quote today, I am taking song lyrics from a song that has been going through my
brain an awful lot lately.

To end this reading of the Gospel According to Zekius, I leave you with this:

I hurt myself today
to see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
the only thing that's real

Hurt
NIN (cover by Johnny Cash)

You are Elizabeth Bathory. (The BloodCountess)
Legend tells us that you, this very rich,
beautiful and high born woman tortured and
murdered some 650 young women and bathed in
their warm blood to keep yourself beautiful.
In some stories, it is said you have drank their
blood as well. You were a sexual sadist on a
grand scale.
Ah vanity is your downfall. For shame!




You know the night is bad when kareoke and burning yourself are involved.
contact me if you want details....

To end this reading of the Gospel According to Zekius, I leave you with this:

Don't you just hate it when you summon Cthulhu with bouncy castles and your parsnip gets infirm?
Randon Surrealism Generator

a baseball hit my car the other day

To end this reading of the Gospel According to Zekius, I leave you with this:

My own experience has been that the tools I need for my trade are paper, tobacco, food, and a little whisky.
William Faulkner

Bleh to birthdays and all that shit

To end this reading of the Gospel According to Zekius, I leave you with this:

Lost, lost! one moment knelled the woe of years.
Childe Roland to the Dark Tower Came
Robert Browning