punkinhead

Dear SG folks,

I hope this finds you all well and good.

This new incarnation of SG is making me nuts. This is my second time trying to write this journal entry since my first simply disappeared when the site crashed my IE window. Like it did the other day, when I was pouring my heart out into this journal like never before.

Me, I took it as a sign. I might have been barring a little bit too much ass for the internet.

Wouldnt it be heinous if you wrote a long, deep journal entry and then started getting spam because of it? Lonely heart spam, get rich quick spam, miracle cure spam tailored to your specific bitch.

So Im getting the urge to drop everything and move again. I have the urge to sell my house and all my stuff, say goodbye to my girlfriend and cats, drive until the scenery turns me on and start looking for a job and a place to live.

If I were to (and Im not saying Im going to, just that I have the urge) it would be the fourth time I had just up and moved. In the past this has taken me to Chicago, Seattle and New York. I had lots of adventures.

If I show up in your town, can I crash?

I got love for you, SG. Twenty-four seven my computer seems to give a shit.

take it light,

ph

Taoist thought of the day: Only nothing can enter into no-space.

Cat Report: The assistant vet hottie said that Fresh is the sweetest cat she has ever seen. Maybey - but last night he ran head first into a sliding glass door he was pawing on just a second before.

Factoid: I once got stoned with Mick Jones before a Big Audio Dynamite show.