I found my birth certificate today.
(Assumed it was lost!)

Nay!
'Tis right here with me.
It was issued six days after my birth.

(If I controlled the wind, things wouldn't blow so much)

Boom-ba-boom-CHA ( Read more... )

Thursday February 10th, 2005

-Shave sides and back of head
-Trim top hair to make me look like dog
-Grow out beard
-Do laundry
-Make microphone work

I wish I had been rich and was ready to live with nothing.

Well...
Hold on.

I was rich.
Now I want nothing but to live.
If only I had my youth.

Well...
Hold on.

I'm young.
I have nothing.
Time to go live.

Well...

It's nice to feel friendful.
It's nice to have a pack of smokes and coffee to sip.

Everybody tango.

I love breathing air.
Whether it's fresh or not is of no consequence.
If I pretend it's fresh, it will feel fresh.

I walked to and then back from a location today.
It felt great to walk and breathe.

I keep smiling today and can't ever fully decide why.

Must be the heroin.

Brit ( Read more... )

There is no food.
I could ask for some, but I won't.
It's not enough to last anyway.

There is no money.
I have enough for this month's rent.
It's a loan.

There is no motivation.
There never has been.
There never will be.

There are plenty of reasons to go for a long walk.
There aren't as many reasons to go for a short walk.

I mean, why half-ass it?

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There's something terribly clever in the air.
I can smell it thinking.
It smells warm and colourful.

Scents can be deceiving...

Where are my glasses?

I'm sure that I love everything there is to love about women's underwear.
There are so many things to love about them too.
I can't name specifics, I'm just sure that multiple magics exist.
Could I be so intrigued otherwise?

I wish my dick was more logical.