today is very special as it is plums 2nd birthday. she is the best cat anyone could ever have. right now she is curled into a ball asleep on her blanket but later she will get special treats and pets. which she gets everyday really. 2 years ago she was left all alone as a tiny little thing on the streets of baltimore and luckily found her way under ( Read more... )

so you would never guess how i spent my afternoon on my day off yesterday. I have decided on nice days to not just hide out in libraries and bookstores all the time but to be outside. So yesyerday I went hiking all around the marshlands conservatory in Rye. I had a really nice time, saw some wild turkeys, some pretty streams, got some color. I had ( Read more... )

I picture myself as this image i have invented from reading about maria callas of her in her last days sitting alone, her voice gone,listening to her old records of herself singing. It takes on a literal meaning for me because i actually spend an unhealthy amount of time sitting alone listening to old records i have made and I don't feel vibrant.

Last night I humilated myself. After years of doing lines of some sort or other, I broke the most basic rule and coughed on the mirror and sent flying a bag and a half of black spider. I told marge and she was like why didn’t you turn your head, I said yes good idea that has worked for the last 15 years, but this time I was taking in the first ( Read more... )

I finished absalom, absalom! today at work. huge and powerful and rich and awesome. It got a no questions asked lock the office up so ic an concentrate treatment. I actually plowed through the last 95 pages today which is a major amount of both concentration and reading since it is so slow, and also a major amount of ignoring even the most basic of ( Read more... )

this was the worst heroin experience of my life. Luckily since I have never had a real bad experince nothing major happened but was not a good time. The two worst side effects I get are being super hot and incredibly itchy. usually the waves of bliss make up for that but last night i got both real bad real quick, and then instead of stopping where ( Read more... )

This just in: RIP Smooth Jazz CD101.9 ( Read more... )

I used to be a renegade, I used to fool around ( Read more... )

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Tolstoy had written in his diary, “My life is some stupid and spiteful joke that someone has played on me.” And now he was dying. His last words were, “This is the end… and it doesn’t really matter.” He died of pneumonia on November 20, 1910.