On the return of the moon, I slid into her glove. Damage in the outer scope. Okay ( Read more... )

The room is hot without real reason. Maybe I'll sleep in the garden tonight...if only I didn't fear those damned millipedes ( Read more... )

She slides in again unannounced, too regretful to mention any names. And yet we love her so. We never want her to go. But when will she slide out again? We take it in and maybe breathe ( Read more... )

The Return of Brady Smith was met with quite the Bender. Funny how good I am at those, huh? Work officially Blows! I fear being driven to the point of quitting but I will stick it out. This is mostly for my repulsion of job hunting...In fact, hunting in general repulses me...Hooray for Vegan living...One week and counting ( Read more... )

Perhaps it is my excitement at the possibility of cocaine. Perhaps it is an overdue lay. Perhaps he believes all I can never say. Perhaps I can like all the things I will obtain ( Read more... )

Clickity Clichity Clickt ( Read more... )

My effing God. I cannot believe I am at work. This blows. I don't know how/ what to feel about last night. Were it not so shitty...it might have been fun in a weird ,creepy, "Yay! Old, Fat Men Like to Hit on Naaman when He Goes to the Gay Bar!" kind of way. Or not. Fortunately, I was quite intoxicated and J-me bought me tacos. That's all that made ( Read more... )

I got sideswiped a week ago. That was weird. I haven't talked to the other three people. I was limp because I was asleep. I think I still am (asleep). Everything has that weird dreamy surreal quality to it. Maybe it's the bender. I get paid Tuesday. I will buy food, pay bills/rent, booze, maybe herbal treatments, and possibly a pair of pants or a ( Read more... )

Were it not, he'd have never known. He would have gone to the zoo, were it not for the off-chance of catching a whiff of her perfume there among the smells of giraffes, and otters, and rodents of various sizes, etc ( Read more... )

I worked, went to barter fair, and slept for 15 hours after my return. I realized I love hippies, drum circles, and copious amounts of herb. (it actually outdid the Greg, Chris, and Naaman Portland/ Eugene trip) Other than that, Spokane Art School, watch out! I am well-rested and there are 6 people who now live in the castle...hmmm ( Read more... )