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There are times I scream while driving.
The need overpowers all my common manners, overpowers the eight Kenwood speakers audio system.
The Chevrolet purrs under my feet in a primal answer to the anger.
Because it’s a long while ago I took my loved bike for a ride.
I had enough of about everything currently around me.
I’m itching for a fight.
La valvola di sfogo diventa l’umido nastro nero illuminato dai fari lunghi della mia tesora.
We run like bullets.
The soft mist lacerated by the sheer force of the engine as the speed goes up.
Me smiling when the indicator hits the two-hundred mark and the only thing i hear is the roar.
I think I shall be home before breakfast Ti, remember to add a cup for me, please.

Why does my heartbeat feel like a speaker?
Feeding back…
Repeater, repeater!



Passato una mattina a barcamenarmi con fix, patch, cerotti e teoretiche diarree cerebrali nel tentativo di far tornare alla normalità il computerino.
Con un portatile se la barra start non ti funziona non riesci nemmeno ad attivare il wi-fi o controllare notifiche, batteria ecc…è un casino proporzionale! @o@

La fine della saga?
Io quelli della Microsoft se li vedo li ammazzo a suon di sberle (sul loro supporto non uno capace a debuggare le loro porcate! UNO!)

Ho risolto con un prompt dei comandi in amministratore ed un sfc /scannow.

Mezz’ora di appiattimento di maroni in attesa, un riavvio e…sembra che tutto funzioni.

Spero che continui anche con il prossimo aggiornamento in automatico perché, se ogni volta che arriva un update critico devo ricorrere al caro vecchio DOS e sperare che Dio me la mandi buona, metto in vendita il notebook, torno temporaneamente ad xp e mi cerco un macbook cazzarola…

A summary of yesterday night…

When plot lines become too many…
I get all kinds of ‘Ohhh, yes, now THIS, Check, that’s done, this one for later’
Then you feel it’s time to close a chapter and…

1.00 AM

2.00 AM

3.00 AM


I think I dropped my brain somewhere between the first 1.000 digits…

…chapter is 6.000+…

And the last update has been almost a month ago…

And then I ask myself the fatidic question when I see the grammar…
Have I been drinking while writing?
Nope, no…whenever?!

“Sometimes I write drunk and revise sober, and sometimes I write sober and revise drunk. But you have to have both elements in creation — the Apollonian and the Dionysian, or spontaneity and restraint, emotion and discipline.”

Dylan Thomas in “Reuben, Reuben” 1964 @ Peter De Vries

Linds with the grin/Alan is so good:

Me, searching for the whiskey stash:

This tale ends with me smashing head first into the keyboard and finding myself with a black eye the morning after…explain that to people who know you without sounding completely out of your mind.


[Little disclaimer: This post is one of my poor comic reliefs, no GIF is mine so don’t flame!]


when a piece of dialogue just appears in your head out of nowhere

and you don’t even know who the characters are

but they’re dialoguing and they’re upset or angry and they’re saying things and perhaps there’s been some deceit or misunderstanding and it’s all very passionate

and they’re so so alive

and you’re like

who are you people

Yep…happening all the time when I really need to sleep and I’m not in the mood for brainstorming, like now… =(
I don’t have time to focus but it feels great, because I’m not really alone…I’m hearing voices in my head and somewhere in between it comforts in me in ways I will never fully understand.

I’m worn out, angry like hell and ready to tear apart anything that will come in my path.
In the meantime L&M are shouting like banshees in my head, one louder than the other, noisy like two brats in kindergarten. *breathes fire when really needs to smoke a few fags, fuck the bad habit, tonight I had it!*

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