idiocy
Tuesday, December 30, 2003
"the snow is falling all around..../ verse / verse / etc /....summer's great for having fun
but you need love
when winter comes....."
yep, everybody in my house has girlfriend/boyfriends but me.
not like it's really that big a lament, i'm still content, but sometimes it's just nice to have somebody breathing beside you in the darkness with the world all white outside and the soft quiet of a snow-blanketed city...
someday anyways. maybe tommorrow.
i don't even have to love them, they just needs to have some free time sometimes for me, that'd be ok, on nights like this. for better or worse, i have to work in the wee evil of the before noon morning, otherwise i might be adventuring out into the winter to slide sideways down the streets to the Twilight to catch the Soviettes, of whom i hear good and crazy things and drink too much bad beer and not be able to get back home in the snow and the drunkenness and i'd die of hypothermia alone with my stupidity on an overpass somewhere in southeast portland and that would be sad. . . .
so instead i shall make cookies and take the fat-cutness called...what shall we call him today...MisterToad, i think, out to play in the snow...all 30 pounds of him loves it, usually, until his belly freezes and then it's all over. There are few things worse in the world as far as fun-times-mood-killer go than a petulant pug.
the electricity current in this house is very strange...the record i'm listening to keeps cycling, slow/fast, and it's not warped, the power is just fluctuating to the player...a bit creepy. if i forget to get there in time, happy new year. it must be better than the last, yeah?
idiocy
ok, i totally lied about new year's and the pictures...what, you got a spare photographer and some white drugs lying around for me? wait, wait, that's not what i meant....anyways.
are there any good parties at all this week? this town has crawled under a rock and gone to sleep ... salvation anyone? the spits show was fun, but that was two weeks ago. . .