I love Les Savy Fav & Hubert Selby.
My stomach has been making CRAZY noises all day. They just keep getting weirder. Maybe one of these days I'll get my gut checked out. Maybe not.
I'm going to Sacramento yet again. One of my old friends is turning...well...old. There are going to be so many familar faces. I'm going to feel 15 again. There's one person I don't really want to see but oh well.
What did you want to be when you grew up?
My stomach has been making CRAZY noises all day. They just keep getting weirder. Maybe one of these days I'll get my gut checked out. Maybe not.
I'm going to Sacramento yet again. One of my old friends is turning...well...old. There are going to be so many familar faces. I'm going to feel 15 again. There's one person I don't really want to see but oh well.
What did you want to be when you grew up?
Pale Jellies and a floating Mandolin.
Fra Karamazov, mumbling his inept
All is allowed, into some classes crept;
And to fulfull the fish wish of the womb,
A school of Freudians headed for the tomb.
V. Nabakov
[Edited on Mar 02, 2005 1:25AM]