busy as fuck, but went to Cleveland Fri-Sat to do a reading. dog tired now. played some GH2 - that rokked. too bad everyone isn't as good as i am.
ex has been bugging me. wish she'd just go away.
man, my writing really really sucks when i'm tired as i am right now...oh well, this is just what it is...and nothing more. or maybe it is, but that secret will remain mine to have, because it's obviously not coming out in my writing.
i forget what i was going to say, but the sound my fingers drumming the keyboard in bursts of rhythm and speed is pretty cool...kinda like a stop and go drum solo, i finish one likc and then pause for a few seconds before i decide what else to play. anyway...um...what the fuck did i want to say...
did a reading in Cleveland. ex is bugging me. played some GH2. rokked out hard. thining of going to party next weekend in NYC. which means i'll totally be shirking my duties as a student, so i probabbly won't actually do it. what else is there to write dammit?! none of those things gives me the sense of satisfaction that i have rememmbered what it is that i wished to say moments ago...fuck.
oh well, i guess there's always tomorrow. or today, or whenever. whatever.
fuck. i'm tired.
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MOMENTS AFTER CLICKING THE POST BUTTON...
i rememmber now what it was that i waas going to say. i have pictures to post. i'll do that sometime kinda soon. rock on.
ex has been bugging me. wish she'd just go away.
man, my writing really really sucks when i'm tired as i am right now...oh well, this is just what it is...and nothing more. or maybe it is, but that secret will remain mine to have, because it's obviously not coming out in my writing.
i forget what i was going to say, but the sound my fingers drumming the keyboard in bursts of rhythm and speed is pretty cool...kinda like a stop and go drum solo, i finish one likc and then pause for a few seconds before i decide what else to play. anyway...um...what the fuck did i want to say...
did a reading in Cleveland. ex is bugging me. played some GH2. rokked out hard. thining of going to party next weekend in NYC. which means i'll totally be shirking my duties as a student, so i probabbly won't actually do it. what else is there to write dammit?! none of those things gives me the sense of satisfaction that i have rememmbered what it is that i wished to say moments ago...fuck.
oh well, i guess there's always tomorrow. or today, or whenever. whatever.
fuck. i'm tired.
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MOMENTS AFTER CLICKING THE POST BUTTON...
i rememmber now what it was that i waas going to say. i have pictures to post. i'll do that sometime kinda soon. rock on.
Don't smile on my account; It'd make me feel sad. Very much not onlining it anywhere lately. Really quite decrepit profile I have. I hope you are well and you seem that you would be enjoying spring things, like catching fish with your bare hands in streams somewhere--oh that's some association I have with you and that old pic on your profile! ha. When you have time to think about where you're headed between licks on the keyboard, that's a beautiful thing! . Smiles. Aerial