once again the flourescent orange and gordons
stir fry
furtive conversations with artpunk
yet another trying day at work
we were offered
artpunk & I
a freelance job for
Women In Film of D.C.
to do their directory
about $1200 a piece
so busy don't know what to do
but the teeth hurt
and the cost is high
so sounds good
except for their database horrors
they implore me
to a silent coded computer death
we are off to Showsouth
the Grammy's of the design industry in the
South
What to wear
What to wear
Have to represent the company
so no getting shitfaced
(like before, and getting caught!)
What to wear!
The boy is at it with the slide again
and we watched the Thelma & Louise episode of
The Simpsons
as the puppies chewed plastic and a forgotton
fruitcake
we smiled
and smiled
feel like fucking i think
oh yeah,
read Exquisite corpse, Poppy Z Brite
I am into nasty shit, but I don't know how I feel about this. Gave to artpunk to read.
Used to work with Poppy's husband in New Orleans
He is a fat 400 pound freak, but terribly nice.
stir fry
furtive conversations with artpunk
yet another trying day at work
we were offered
artpunk & I
a freelance job for
Women In Film of D.C.
to do their directory
about $1200 a piece
so busy don't know what to do
but the teeth hurt
and the cost is high
so sounds good
except for their database horrors
they implore me
to a silent coded computer death
we are off to Showsouth
the Grammy's of the design industry in the
South
What to wear
What to wear
Have to represent the company
so no getting shitfaced
(like before, and getting caught!)
What to wear!
The boy is at it with the slide again
and we watched the Thelma & Louise episode of
The Simpsons
as the puppies chewed plastic and a forgotton
fruitcake
we smiled
and smiled
feel like fucking i think
oh yeah,
read Exquisite corpse, Poppy Z Brite
I am into nasty shit, but I don't know how I feel about this. Gave to artpunk to read.
Used to work with Poppy's husband in New Orleans
He is a fat 400 pound freak, but terribly nice.
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"In the gloom it came along the branches towards me, its round, hypnotic eyes blazing, its spoon-like ears turning to and fro like radar dishes, its white whiskers twitching and moving like sensors; its black hands, with their thin fingers, the third seeming terribly elongated, tapping delicately on the branches as it moved along."