The Book of Ashes
Legend in his own mind, creator of all you see here, he walks this Earth on the path of the becoming.
On Friday, 25, October 2002 Ashes wrote...
Taking teeth out. Max heart rate. 10:47AM
My sister had four wisdom teeth out yesterday. I went round to see her but she was all drugged out and asleep. I'm guessing that four teeth out has got to hurt. In fact I can almost feel the hurt just thinking about it. I am glad I'm not wise yet and my wisdom teeth haven't come through. Or maybe they have and I just haven't noticed it. I don't look in my mouth that often cause things don't get lost in there ever so theres no need really. I don't know much about my teeth, like what they look like, except through a smile, or whats lurking down the back. I should be more friendly to them I guess, they seem like nice guys but we just don't seem to have anything in common so I never hang out with them. I hope they never turn against me and have to get pulled out. That would just hurt.
Today it rains. It means I don't have to do anything. That sounds just fine with me. I feel like getting absolutely ripped tonight. Am investigating options as we speak.
Went hard at the gym the other day with Dan. I took the heart monitor down but the fucker was too big and kept slipping down as I ran. I felt like a girl trying to pull my strapless bra up or something. Man I must have looked dumb playing with something under my tee shirt. I got up to 180 bpm on the running machine. That seems to be about my ""happy"" heart rate threshold. Anything above that and I'm struggling. My theoritical max is 220 - my age which comes out as 194. I went hard on the bags with Dan at the end of it and got up to 206 which was pretty cool. It took me a while to get up there but then it stayed at that for a while before it settled down. Dan has an even faster heart rate. We shall call him the freak for lack of a more imaginative word.
The river of 5c has dried up. I don't find many any more. I know what they meant now. I know their purpose, a message of kinds, but now that is all irrelevant. My little round shiny friends have left me. I find the normal amount once again. Maybe one a week. The river of fortune has dried up...
I am not feeling very creative right now so I'll direct you to a time when I was... right here!