It's 1:23 am working on 4:00... I can't sleep anymore. Maybe it's the RNC. The influx of Republicans have given me a rash. New York isn't the same. I'd like to move. I just don't know where. Ah fuck it. I told myself that I'd spend the night working but all I did was look at the pretty girls and conjure idiocy.
The Lions Head! They serve till four! Maybe I'll run into some madmen there, or women who chuck beer bottles across the room and then grin. Anything. A letter. A phone call. I can't tell if I exist anymore.
Tomorrow. If I wake up. I'm gonna go down to Madison Square and see if I can't get myself arrested.
I saw topless women in Union Square the other day. It was after the, United for Peace march. I heard a cop ask his superior if he should arrest them. He didn't. Apparently it's legal. I was so happy. I was wondering what the criteria for indecency was. Public exposure and all that.
My friends planning a visit to D.C. He wants to shit on the stair case. I told him it sounded like a documentary in the making: Disgruntled Defecation's, the last push. He laughed. Then we drank more beer.
Anyways (the s is Boston) I'm off to the Lions Head aka The Aardvarks Anus or the Pandas Pussy, also known as the Crustaceans Cock. A pathetic place really but the PBR's only a buck fifty. It's the cheapest beer in Manhattan. It's what that douche, Bloomberg would call a Democratic beer. Something for the plebes. It's cheaper than his subway fair. The rich get richer and the poor drink Papts Blue Ribbon.
Peace.
m.
The Lions Head! They serve till four! Maybe I'll run into some madmen there, or women who chuck beer bottles across the room and then grin. Anything. A letter. A phone call. I can't tell if I exist anymore.
Tomorrow. If I wake up. I'm gonna go down to Madison Square and see if I can't get myself arrested.
I saw topless women in Union Square the other day. It was after the, United for Peace march. I heard a cop ask his superior if he should arrest them. He didn't. Apparently it's legal. I was so happy. I was wondering what the criteria for indecency was. Public exposure and all that.
My friends planning a visit to D.C. He wants to shit on the stair case. I told him it sounded like a documentary in the making: Disgruntled Defecation's, the last push. He laughed. Then we drank more beer.
Anyways (the s is Boston) I'm off to the Lions Head aka The Aardvarks Anus or the Pandas Pussy, also known as the Crustaceans Cock. A pathetic place really but the PBR's only a buck fifty. It's the cheapest beer in Manhattan. It's what that douche, Bloomberg would call a Democratic beer. Something for the plebes. It's cheaper than his subway fair. The rich get richer and the poor drink Papts Blue Ribbon.
Peace.
m.
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maybe i'm blurring hope with reality, but i think the combination of people only voting against bush, and the people genuinely voting for kerry, will outweight the people who actually vote for bush.
then again, we just purchased electronic voting machines, so who's to say who's vote matters.