idiocy
Thursday, September 25, 2003
and so it becomes, without focus, what it will be...a series of drunken rambllings
and separate apologies....
tonight, apoloiges to the minds...i was a block away from you and too drunk and broke to get there...well, maybe not to get there, but i would've just stood outside, pouding at the window for recognition that i probably would never receive and so, i 've come home, i n a very nice radio cab ferried by rick grey wolf who also has a college degree and is fucked by the pdx economy...i am pretty much too drunk too stand straight.but,i got to hang out with some lovely ladies thiseve...among them, the best photographer a whore like me scould ever ask for, ms lara warplane and it was lovely, and hello to the virign, the random congac delivreed to us was a really nice touch, strange! since when do nice young men buy me drinks? disince i 've started hanging out with one of the top 2 most rad ly beautiful women in the world, lara, and so, it's a saga and apparently they can't help themselves. fuck, thanks, sugar! good random) form! i am sorry that i did not see the minds tonight, but had i stayed, i would have fallen down.
and so after seeing some lovely people thu out this day, can i say,
bob, is anyone paying attentoin? hwere's the guitar bit? we've only got til sunday,,,,
" when i'm not with you
i;m (just) wasting time
sing this to me later an d i'
ll know that u are mine"
trite motherfucking shit, true, but the boy who resembles my true love often comes up with something useful for me to accompany him along to./
to this weekend and a few recoriding sessions that may come to naught.,
but here's to the hope.
here's to the hot fucking goddess that sometimes you have the good fortune to drink with alone
and then
somebody buys you fucking cognac
and so
the saga continues
to the good fortune
or a sometimes wasted life
to the luck of
timing and a smile
not wasted
to the good deep laugh of someone you appreciate
to all the random yummy
(i knoe, it should be somethin deep, but i )
to anyonr e who knows
to you....