kingbugs

1st
day
of
skoo
over... raaah.
I be beat up. oof, jock element in class. aaargh.

trying to milk the last hours of my vacation last night I stopped in at a local homogenized watering hole, and after a drink or two started to converse to the bartender. whilst talking about moooozik she told me that she used to go out with joe punk rock who was way into heroin but still functioned and put out lps. It turned out to be Mike Ness. She seemed to be telling the truth especially since she was definately not proud of the fact. Another instance of why Miami is a surreal place. Of course those double G&T's help explain my last looooong and rambling journal entry. give an insomniac some booze and a microphone and he'll kareoke all. night, loong.

Oh my god, as I was typing, demonicat just tried to jump up on the windowsill and totally wiped out. I think that it is a great thing that cats, usually so composed, can get embarrassed.

I am happy because they are reprinting the old Krazy Kat comics from the 1920s. best pop-surrealism ever.

My class has some bad apples in it. I shall have to be stern guy for the first few weeks. disciplinarian I am not.
I was overcome with a sudden craving for Rollos today. those I have not touched for years. magical chocolate flower pot shaped thingies. Huzzah to you, sirs.
tooo tired to continue. more anon. tea, bed, book(s), sleep.
I wish my cat was a geisha cat so she could walk on my back tonight,

Q: best candy ever??