thursday
Posted October 1, 2009
yesterday was honours night. no apostrophe. anyhow, got treated like a prisoner, or like the world was in a zombie lockdown, except they were doing this for our benefit. or something to that respect.
various symbols of the patriachal society's oppression of fellow men, and women, and phallic battle were all made compulsory. the nylon stockings, its itchy fibres stretched tight around one's skin; the corporate noose, knotted, never to be loosened; the cement blocks, weighing me down, tripping me up. felt like a lawyer though, and made my case against men, to which other women agreed. haha.
the food was alright, thankfully. couldn't appreciate it much though.
just had ki mocks. my hand hurts. i also apologise for sniffing. my brain has been fried, eeheeheehee.
