It's close to 11 pm. I just emailed Aaron. I am watching OLLA again, for the third time. I freaked out and fell to the floor because DOmino kept meowing at me. It hurt my neck shoulder area a little. I ate a bowl of lettuce, carrot and olive oil. I came back to the apartment after work ended at 9 pm. It was another slow day for libraries and brains.
I fried some frozen salmon and now I'm eating it.
"I love Jack White."
I eat the skin...
I wrote some words in my spiral.
You oughta hear this.
Charlie Feathers
What is Rockabilly
The Internet is fantastic and under appreciated.
What is real physics
I feel doomed, hopeless, regretful, sorry.
Self-Meaning is dying, disappearing, crippling. Detaching. Away. Far. Being.
Shed, I burst to kiss Jeff Mangum, loosely, losing all shape and prism and prison and begging bars and after wealth and shoving health face plants and grooming and growing twothousand tears old and beginning to fever and ash and successful blood tongue fruit gasping artful beautiful basking love.
I am going to go som mewhere. WONDER.............. Breakfast, Floss. CoFEE. AGAIN, I am.
I have dreams, I dream, Saving forever.
Stacy on Friday... It gives, all there, all over
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