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Troubled

Rehearsal last night was bad. But fun, because we hung out like nighthawks at the diner, munching on donuts, partaking in tea. I wrote some found poems. But before I get to that, I attacked J. in my sleep last night. I lunged across the bed and started beating her feebly, screaming like a retard ("Eeerrroooowww, muuuuchchccooooOOoowwwoooFrrmmeeemmaaemm"). She shrugged me off easily enough, and apparantly there were blinking lights outside. I may as well be a ward, psychologically repelling night-threats with my subconscious. It's damning my sleep and forgetting to remember itself when I'm awake.

Recording in a couple weeks. Getting very excited. I hope we sound good in the studio. We need to be tighter.

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FOUND 05/23/04

BANDERAS was the first woman in American Mambo Kings. "But now, from my heart," says Shrek. "You can hear Puss in his own fabled past." The kitty -- a musketeer who couldn't do French, just jumped and little cats mind cat-like beliefs.

taken from: The Tao of Shrek, By K. Monk, Times Kolonizer

FOUND 05/23/04

You're not Mikhail in one tablet.
You take boning up your anemic heart, which conjugated herbs.
In fact, they harm
not enough. Vicki says, "Resident Teens supplement
pregnant people." Sciences say, "Even if you deal
risks, your good-way benefits in tablet form."

Taken from: Take That! By K. Hall, Times Colon-izer

I'm drinking the perfect cup of coffee right now, the sun heats too much, but a whisper of breeze undercuts it with the right amount of irony, or milk. Either or -- the shackles of youth. According to Kenneth. Today I need to occupy myself. I should write a short story. That would be awesome. I need to stay away from empty pipes and booze.

Posted by matty-b at May 24, 2004 10:38 AM