every motion is flagged with sound
every finger jingle sets me in the jungle
loud attempts to rattle my brain through my ear
headache, oh headache.

there's a party in my cranium

boom boom boom-
"turn that goddamn bass down!"

my inability to take anything seriously has just punched me in the ribs.


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emo. emu. squack.

free association?

broken ankle. full cast.
who knew the roof was so high?
i s'pose i'm home-ridden for a while.
damn. just when i had actual activities to partake in.

i sat on the roof of ultrazone tonight for several hours...
wishing chloe would drop from the sky.

ok. so it was more like fifteen minutes and a funny thought.

what frantic tongues beat
deliriously blue
the sausage symphony

the other night's toga party...
"ra-ra-rasputin, russia's greatest love machine."
poor evan. lord of the puke. such a fitting song for the moment.

Yesterday's apartment hunting - Sun beaten mission failure.

Work, work... Work. Then to Jonathan's. Linda's in town.
My weekend's kicking in soon. Happy snappy.

neurons. morons. homophobia.
sexual decline and the summer connection.

i need a lighter. how else will i munch these marlboroughs?

then sun's a-creepin' up. sunrise. sun...
sunset. the strip. that's where i was last night.
jibber jabbering with the locals.

Everything's quite right with tonight. Tonight... I'm the cat who looks at the world through mouse-tinted glasses.