Apr 04, 2006 09:04
i am covered in freezing rain and smell like wet dog
the thought of coffee makes me (my brain) want to vomit
but i made it to work on time
i want to read house of leaves
philip glass,
house of leaves,
thesis morning,
vomit
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i love that book; i read it in one sitting. i was terrified of the world, thinking, writing, bleeding.
how our brains produce such complex and intrinsic phantoms
phantoms and ghouls and horrors!
but then i danced to the musical companion text, poe
"and i'm haunted by the lives that i've loved.."
flailing around... wheee in a conceptual cerebral bed sheet...
flap flap goes the bed clothes.
if only i still lived around the corner, we could go to price chopper and get ice cream and tea, wail to the windy rain and return to our reclusive school writing. bah to school! bah bah goes the black devil sheep!
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