karmarobot

Alright, feeling much better. Post-coital I love the 80s is prtty good. My girl is looking good, and likes her gifts. Everything has finally gotten back to me from the boat. Life is good.

Reading a couple of new books right now, and by far the best one is a tie, lol:

The Boat, by Nam Le. Lordy, this book is understatement so sharp that...
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Work sucks. I cannot wait to get of here, into the real world. I feel like a fucking wind up toy.

It seems that small sacrifices are impossible, sometimes. Maybe asking for them is the problem.

San Fransisco rocks. i want to live here.

Lol. Sometimes you have to laugh not to cry. Well, here goes:

To the anonymous person who stole my jeans out of my car today:

Congratulations. Way to keep your eye on the ball. I mean, my ratty old truck might look unassuming. But inside there are all sorts of goodies. Look, is that a radio? Nope, not your style. Ah, maybe speakers, or the...
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ok. so I am back. Or somewhat back. I am writing this in a terminal with a bunch of other people waiting on the same flight as I am. that lovely lovely flight back home.

Heh, its kind of funny. I'd always thought that airport terminals were interesting places. So many lives cross, but dont quite touch. different expressions on every face, everyone is different....
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I'm out, people. Be excellent to each other, I'll electronically holla back if i can.

Ah, my friends...time passes on. I will be gone, soon, and while time will stop for me, lives and lies will continue. . please, remember to send some warmth and, actually, some frost, to your friend in the mid east. remember, children, support the troops, not the war. loves you guys.

I'm back, you guys didnt burn the state down. I am so proud.

My time back home has taught me one thing. You can NEVER go home again. People are not the same, time marches and takes its toll on everything. I don't know if I will go back there, but the loss of friendship with people I grew up with, and ran wild with,...
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Well, my lovelies, and my evil ones, I'm off for Florida for about a week. Don't burn the place down, ok?

Ah, Vegas. You beautiful evil bitch...

Happy Holidays to everyone, Enjoy and surround yourselves with light and warmth.

Ah, what a gloriously shitty day. I would like to thank my body, for its betrayal, and also my mind, who not only allowed my body to get away with it, but promptly freaked out and followed suit.

Thanks to the both of you for making me sick, weak and stupid on a day taht i needed to be well, strong and smart. Good job...

Well, time to shake things up. Have a full weekend, and I'm wondering how it will go. No lack of interesting people, that's for sure. Fully plan on getting fucked in half drunk at some point this weekend. i like the idea of release, its good for the soul, and keeps my evilness at bay.

thank god.