Amazon.ca: Books: Spells

a bi-sexual, post gothic, coming-of-age revenge fantasia set in rural Canada in the 1970's, following the exploits of a fat kid who experiments with witchcraft, drugs, sex, more witchcraft and Egyptology. Bad things happen, very bad things. #

The Horse Hospital: Die Cheerleaders: 'Catastrophic cheerleading injuries' is not a title to ignore.
Of 39 incidents reported to the National Center for Catastrophic Sports Injury between 1982 and 2002, the authors reviewed 29.
Twenty seven of the injured were women, and the rate of injuries among college cheerleaders was five times that among high schoolers. The most common injury provoking stunts were a 'pyramid' and a 'basket toss.' The injuries included 17 severe head injuries leading to 13 skull fractures and two deaths, eight cervical fractures, and three spinal cord contusions
( American Journal of Sports Medicine 2003 ;31:881 -8 )

The Seattle Times: Nation & World: In Romania, pre-emptive strikes on 'vampires': MAROTINU DE SUS, Romania — Before Toma Petre's relatives pulled his body from the grave, ripped out his heart, burned it to ashes, mixed it with water and drank it, he hadn't been in the news much.

That's often the way here with vampires. Quiet lives, active deaths.

Villagers here aren't up in arms about the undead — they're pretty common — but they are outraged that the police are involved in a simple vampire slaying. After all, vampire slaying is an accepted, though hidden, bit of national heritage, even if illegal.

"What did we do?" pleaded Flora Marinescu, Petre's sister and the wife of the man accused of re-killing him. "If they're right, he was already dead. If we're right, we killed a vampire and saved three lives. ... Is that so wrong?"

Chocolate and Vodka :: Travis - 12 Memories: I don't know what it is about heartbreak. Maybe it's just that it's so familiar. Strangely comfortable in the way that old, ill-fitting shoes are. You know that you should get rid of them, but the constant pain is at the very least a reminder that you are alive, because you can't feel pain when you're dead and feeling pain is better than feeling nothing at all.

Take me away, take me away
You said that you were gonna stay
But you’re always lying anyway
You’re gonna suffer if you don’t start breathing now

Now that I need you
You’re going away

Every day, sinking into quicksand
Follow me down the drain

- Quicksand

Twelve Memories, last year’s offering from Travis, has taken a while to impinge on my consciousness. No surprises there - it was released just after I went through a total life meltdown, plummeting through Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs like a dead seagull. I had other things on my mind back in October, like how to retain sanity, how to put back together the remnants of my life (an ongoing project), how find a way forward.

Thus it was only last week, after regaining daily access to the wonderful XFM, a London indie radio station that I used to listen to all the time back when I lived in Reading, that I was reminded of what a wonderfully beautiful voice Fran Healy has.

Well I'm back. We'll c.

joy. happiness. contentment. meaning. direction. providential moving.

that's how i feel right now.

bet you'd never hear that on this blog.

and maybe in love again too

mmm...love

SuicideGirls > Words > Chuck Palahniuk 2

The Morning News - TiVo.

i have found it very weird that so many people found out about my site going back "up" (whatever the "fuck" that means) so quickly. were they going to look at the same few words printed there every day for over a month? or are they really all using newsreaders? either way, i guess i'm happy.

lowbrow dot com: "So i told this christian girl that i liked, that 'jesus died for your sins.' then she gave me the best head ever, THANK YOU JESUS!"