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11:28 p.m. - 28.06.02 I just wrote an entry that wasn't really good, but when it's been four days, I really just wanted to get something entried. However, my browswer went funky on me all of a sudden, so I had to say goodbye to that entry. This new one says hi, though. This week: fireflies as religious medium, emergence from my emotional stupor, hanging out with friends away from IM time, reading list making time, music listening, overeating, staying out late, enjoying my body, being overly ambitous and horny, used books, subway sandwiches, lots of rain, the Apocolypse in Dublin, new sandles (finally!), building the mariachi band, the road pictures featuring Bob Hope and Bing Crosby, say goodbye to ambivalence, say hello to what's around you, the beauty that is "how easy is it, really, to write a pop song?", Q-mart, broadway musical improvision, "cause I don't want to get over love", singing along with Gypsy in the living room at the top of my lungs (I'm meant for that musical, I swear), compilation cds make your random play even better, free Hamlet poster featuring a brooding Ethan Hawke (hopefully soon to be on my wall), Love's Labour's Lost with Kenneth Branaugh, learning to look up, learning to play, relearning how to flirt, pretending I actually know a foreign language, Young Nubile Virgins and burning wives alive, coming up with new dreams, leaning to hold onto myself so I don't need someone else to do it, late night religious debates, whore pants and lacy tops, Can't Get Blue Monday out of my Head, never go out without your wallet, keeping my cleaning job and making more money for Japan. My dog is not doing very well. We will have to put him to sleep soon. Is everything all right? you guys in the back, are you ok? you guys who are shouting out song names, do you know what this is? Its called a set list. We do like to think for ourselves sometimes, its not like a jukebox.
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