anja

wtf. i just found barbs in my bag of rice. that's right, barbs, that go on fences. they're painted white and there were 13 of them in my bag of rice. i'm much pissed. additional adventures today. i gave a bum a dollar, because he was harmonicaing and singing, "i've got a mighty big woman and a bottle of wine. go ahead and take my woman, take my wine, and i'll fuck you up." not verbatim, but you get the gist. mikee wiped heirloom tomato on me, and it tasted sooo good. being drunk by 6 is not all bad. in fact it's marvelous. i was reading ham on rye on the bus, and this boy started talking to me. i found him unattractive, which was obviously not his experience, but nevertheless i discussed bukowski with him and he gave me a button. "read bukowski," it says. i added it to my new "clits up," button on my bag strap.