snow

I was wondering what that b represented.

Chasing? Clearly i'm not in the know.

Electricity is good.

I never get a good nights sleep, it sucks.

Can't seem to turn the brain off, I jsut need to drink more...

Snow.

We have lots of that here now. Nothing like those poor bastards in NY.

There is a Muenster cheese from the co-op that konks me out, especially when grated over organic nachos. Some folks get addicted, constipated and gain 30 pounds. Casomorphins, mmm. Blecch.

Peter Pan, Pshhh. It's all about the creamy goodness of JIF

It is a terrible comparison! but, knowing your few true quality friends and chronic is much better than a large quantity of questionable associates and bags of swag.

Your strength and will power are astounding!

That's so cool you have a cat. Awww

I like the cold and unfortunately so do my lungs. They and my bronchial tubes are having a continuously loud party.

Happy reading.

more to the last post: staring into the world stone cold sober makes for some interesting viewing.

Drinking myself into a numb stupor was, for the longest time, the only way I knew how to deal with the constant barrage of insanity this way-fucked-up-at-times country of ours spews.

The world is still bonkers, but I'm mostly okay with it now, even after the last two or three beer-free years.

Oh, and you've always been hot. Nothing sexier than one grown into her own skin tho

Good for you dude! If you can pull this off in the midst of an Oregon winter, I'm doubly impressed.

Stay sober and keep your eye on the prize. Whatever that means...

Nice to have you back. You have been missed.

hope things are getting a little better

once upon a time there was another life, seems like a long time ago, no?
chain letters, exquisite corpse comment trail and strange letters placed next to each other not seeming to make sense to the sane. that train. funny how different it all looks now, right?
back to paris in 3 weeks. come along this time.

First I was like 5 weeks of being sick, man that's some flu bug or something. Then I was like oh, some other kind of sick. Don't know what from but I do know it's prolly not that kind of sick. It sounds like the sickness I get when I try to quit the Paxil which is no friggn joke, they compare it to heroin withdrawl for some people and I happen to be one of the some. Head shocks, shakes, palpitations, speeding heart, flu like, cold sweats, hot, cold, hot, nausia, cramps, panic, more anxiety. No good at all. Anyway, sorry to see that you feel all alone I hate that feeling, good thing I got a roomate that is always home to keep me company. Well I know I've only smilled, said hello or had a few lines of dialogue with you but if you ever need someone to talk to or want to come across the river just let me know, I've been told I make a pretty damn good friend. Take care!

can snow come out to play?

You are absolutely amazing. The sincerity in your work & words stands strong, & it's truly a pleasure. Congrats on 3 weeks!! Quite an accomplishment. Recovery from addiction ain't no easy road but that "fucking amazing" feeling makes it worth the while, no? Hope you're well. x

Whatever you celebrate, cheers to satisfaction.

No Stress? I second that motion.

yup, soon as i find that winning lottery ticket i'll send a tailor and chainmail maker to get going on a nice 24 karat mesh bikini for you.

and your first task would be to fly to all the mango orchards in brazil, india and australia to discover exactly which ones would suit your drinking taste the best...