razor13

i awaken to an early in themorning phone call from vegas. i was almost over hearing about it, but you know how people that don't sleep like to tell you what they saw and give you a run down on their conspiracy theory. of course she has someone new and she went to all the parties that i would have gone to and she was a big scene and the big moneymaker at the club, she supposed to do that....so i do an one and a half hour intensive tai chi/ yoga workout to aleveate a lil' steam and now i feel a lil' better and even the broken hand and the bruised ribs are not so bad so i can start my day... a lil' earlier than usual, but what the hell, that which does not kill...faster pussycat, kil, kil, kill...she just does it for kicks....i have to go to oakland and the traffic is probably fucked so i will jam lanes on the bridge to get their quicker, the timimg is off on the bike so everyone usually stay outta my loud ass way, my lil' hippie girl called and said she had been up all night in petaluma and wanted to see if i wanted to party some more...she still had a lil' jack and coke and coke, and i was like how much? and she said just a lil' and i said its never enough, is it baby and she laughed and said your right and i like being right at six in the mornin', ice-t would have agreed...i am thinkin' about the big island and that lil' coffee growers shack back in the jungle above cap'n cook with the perfect lil' lanai and some choice puna butter and some shroom's after a pig hunt where all the dogs are licking the blood off of each other and the pig is slow roasting in a pit and i'm sippin' that banana wine that hambone makes...there is a woman there with me but i can't picture her, i just feel a prescence, a week ago it would have been the ex, i guess that is a sign that i am finally coming to my senses....whatever that means.... ther is always someone out there who wants to kill me so there must be someone out there who wants to love me......right?.....you never know til you go....peace