it's been a long day. I ended finally taking a lexapro at 3 am, and was a happy robot today. I'm tired, but I can't sleep.
so much shit to get done...it seems I have a tail light out. Must fix that and take the Batmobile through inspection, my tags are due. I want to see if I can get a HellCat tag, that would rock.
I started reading a new book today. Slippage, by Harlan Ellison. I am really digging it so far. I also bought a couple of books tonight, polaroids from the dead, by coupland, which I have read, and also, A Transatlantic Love Affair: Letters to Nelson Algren, by Simone De Beauvoir. I'm now going to be reading 3 books at once.
I also got some bookplates. Ex Libris!
I cooked a lovely dinner, watched the only show I care about on tv, and should retire if I could sleep. the man is lying down with a bad headache. I hate watching the people I love hurt. and being powerless.
if only that I could take your pain into myself, be certain that I would.
I will not take these things for granted...
tomorrow is half price clothing day at one of the thrift stores up the street. I must leave early tomorrow so I can catch it...
I'm gonna go take a shower. Hopefully my hair won't fade too much.
Let us all thank the good Lord for the detachable shower massage.
and now, just to make sure you're all still paying attention:
1. Do you smoke? If so, what brand.
2. What are your pet's names?
3. Your going to be banished to an island, but you can bring whatever you want to start your own private world. what do you bring?
Ain't nothing like it
When it's twisting and reeling
They'll put the boot right in your eye
Because when the floor turns into wall
And then the wall turns into ceiling
Oh what a lovely way to die
Another perfect catastrophe
Is just waiting to happen
Waiting for the moment to transpire
Another perfect catastrophe
Is just dying to go down
It's only looking for the
Perfect place and time
Oh wouldn't you love
To be my partner in crime
So many tricks that we could try
So if you want to find out
What it would been like to my
Co-conspiritor
Open up the door and step inside
When retreat is not an option
And remorse just ain't your style
There must be something left to do
Because every tragedy is a comedy
Unless you're the victim
Then you're just another monkey in the zoo
so much shit to get done...it seems I have a tail light out. Must fix that and take the Batmobile through inspection, my tags are due. I want to see if I can get a HellCat tag, that would rock.
I started reading a new book today. Slippage, by Harlan Ellison. I am really digging it so far. I also bought a couple of books tonight, polaroids from the dead, by coupland, which I have read, and also, A Transatlantic Love Affair: Letters to Nelson Algren, by Simone De Beauvoir. I'm now going to be reading 3 books at once.
I also got some bookplates. Ex Libris!
I cooked a lovely dinner, watched the only show I care about on tv, and should retire if I could sleep. the man is lying down with a bad headache. I hate watching the people I love hurt. and being powerless.
if only that I could take your pain into myself, be certain that I would.
I will not take these things for granted...
tomorrow is half price clothing day at one of the thrift stores up the street. I must leave early tomorrow so I can catch it...
I'm gonna go take a shower. Hopefully my hair won't fade too much.
Let us all thank the good Lord for the detachable shower massage.
and now, just to make sure you're all still paying attention:
1. Do you smoke? If so, what brand.
2. What are your pet's names?
3. Your going to be banished to an island, but you can bring whatever you want to start your own private world. what do you bring?
Ain't nothing like it
When it's twisting and reeling
They'll put the boot right in your eye
Because when the floor turns into wall
And then the wall turns into ceiling
Oh what a lovely way to die
Another perfect catastrophe
Is just waiting to happen
Waiting for the moment to transpire
Another perfect catastrophe
Is just dying to go down
It's only looking for the
Perfect place and time
Oh wouldn't you love
To be my partner in crime
So many tricks that we could try
So if you want to find out
What it would been like to my
Co-conspiritor
Open up the door and step inside
When retreat is not an option
And remorse just ain't your style
There must be something left to do
Because every tragedy is a comedy
Unless you're the victim
Then you're just another monkey in the zoo
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Have you read The Second Sex? It's a fantastic book!
1) Don't smoke
2) Chaplin, my kitty
3) A pen and diary, some music, my guy, my kitty- and we'll see what goes from there....
2.) I live in an apartment so I just had a bird. He died the other day, but his name was Errol.
3.) girls, girls, girls..... oh, and my music.