greenlantern

The ra-ra-rocking keeps me oh so busy lately, but the music (not mine) is the closest I get to heaven. Closer than beautiful, naked women, though some of them can be pretty close too. I wish I had more time to transcend the banal, but someone has to dot the i's.

Go buy the Polyphonic Spree CD. It rules.

GL

The reappearrance of the sun seems to have done wonders for my mood. I've always hated discussing the weather as a matter of small talk, but then I find that it has such a profound effect on my state of mind. I love that Swans song "Goddamn the Sun" from The Burning World, but I could never agree with the title. Nothing against the rain,...
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I'm slip-sliding away with a twist of my back and growl not too many can hear. This is all about appetite and maybe a good laugh, a lack of commitment to clocks and licenses. The virtual hum vibrates closer and clearer than the real one. I'm looking for heat, but right now I just feel sweaty.

Today is really something and I'm barely into the PM.

Who wants to read about low finance? High finance is so much sexier than, um, frozen taquitos. At least the sun was brilliant today. Making a mix tape for a friend was fantastic after not making one for some time.

I'm reading Tuff by Paul Beatty and it's hysterical. Have the place to myself for a few days which has its perks. Everything in the...
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The sun is making a valiant effort through the chilly haze, but I can't shake this lethargy. I kicked the bean a few weeks back, but I'm having my first coffee craving since then. A friend just came by in tears, she smelled sweet as I held her, then she left again. If I hadn't already been eating so much ice cream this summer, I'd...
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