Maybe I should shut off my computer and step outside this afternoon?
Oh, yuck. It's craptacular.
I'm fasting. I decided to give my digestive system a little break for the next few days. How come my fridge has to be filled with such delicious food for once? Stuffed green olives...copious amounts of yummy cheese...and those perfect little tomatoes. Damnit. The first day of a fast is the hardest, for sure. I get really cranky. But I just want to get back in balance. Fasting recenters my body so I crave the right foods, instead of the junky stuff. To get my mind off of the pain in my tummy, I will ride my bike over to my friend's house, watch Mr. Show tapes until I go insane, and smoke some pot. Right. That will help my food cravings. Here's to a healthy lifestyle. Pass the bong. Blah.
Oh, yuck. It's craptacular.
I'm fasting. I decided to give my digestive system a little break for the next few days. How come my fridge has to be filled with such delicious food for once? Stuffed green olives...copious amounts of yummy cheese...and those perfect little tomatoes. Damnit. The first day of a fast is the hardest, for sure. I get really cranky. But I just want to get back in balance. Fasting recenters my body so I crave the right foods, instead of the junky stuff. To get my mind off of the pain in my tummy, I will ride my bike over to my friend's house, watch Mr. Show tapes until I go insane, and smoke some pot. Right. That will help my food cravings. Here's to a healthy lifestyle. Pass the bong. Blah.
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i was listening to this as per usual..
jawbreaker that is...
and this hit me...you should read it..
again...if it is forgotten to you..
being as your trip and its reasons..
but i like it..
....
"it gets lonliest at nightdown at the liquor store beneath the neon sky. my moonlight. six am the floor comes alive with lice. the pans dried up so tight with hardened beans. we're hungry. so i lean on you sometimes just to see your still there. your feet can't take the weight of one, much less two. we hit concrete. how where we born into this mess? i know i painted you a prettier picture baby. we were run out on a rail. fell from the wagon to the night train. i kissed the bottle. i should have been kissing you. you wake up to an empty night with tears for two. cigarettes they fill the gapsin our empty days, in our broken teeth. we're jonesing. say mister can you spare a dime? some change could make a change. could buy some time, some freedom or an ear to hear my story. its all i've got. my fiction beats the hell out of my truth. a palm upturned burnt blue. don't call it sunburn. you've been shaking on the job. just one drink ahead of your past. there's a white light coming up. you draw the blinds an hope it'll pass......."
any way...
it made me think of you...and all the progress you are making...
and it took me back to the road...as is often so nice...
all my love and support as ever....
mark
Rule.
Good luck with the fasting...I remain ever dedicated to a nice little percentage of food that cannot possibly be any good for you.
I will yet prove you can have it and live forever....