colette

Oh dear

Im going slightly mad
Im going slightly mad
it finally happened
it finally happened
i'm slightly mad
ever so slightly mad

In the middle of laying out the magazine and two books simoultaneously this cunt
asks me if I can print her a fucking .pdf
fucking print your own fucking .pdf
she knows how to print shit
Shit.

Then I went exorcist on Artpunk's ass
Seriusly, my voice dropped and i growled at her in a voice I didn't know I had
I felt so bad
She looked like she was about to break into a million pieces right before my eyes

But we are okay, she understands I am psychotic

Funny, everything is so intense and insane

I feel almost lightheaded
I was definitely giddy yesterday
It is that quietness now that
leads to madness

so pervasive, so delicate
and yet so welcome

insanity is a lovely comforting warm bath
you slip into it
lose your thoughts
and revel in the luxury
of making no sense at all to anyone at all

Fucking cunt
print yer own .pdf

I had some chedderwurst, sauerkraut, peirogies and fresh broccoli now
it lifts my spirts damnnit!

Soar Soar
little broken hearted dreams realized and found to be bona fide nightmares...
Soar!

(That was in a tone of sarcasm mixed with a little bit of self-loathing and a dash of teeth grinding)

And I haven't even imbibed any lovely flourescent drink, just 1/2 a barton's and Big K lemonade

Off to Fondle my dogs
maybe myself

(to myself in the mirror while raising an eyebrow suggestively)
Do you feel lucky tonight?

Who put Beans in My Bindle?