Pure, unadulterated randomness
Haven't eaten since Wednesday. Can't. No appetite. Comes back up if I try. Think it may be a stomach virus. Ill. I'm just ill. Wretched. Took Friday off to go to Charleston for Kel's wedding. Been waiting for it for 6 months. Didn't make it. Sick. No money. Ceremony started tonight at 6. Wish I could see her beauty. Goddamn pop ups are pissing me off. Lay in bed today reading about Jack the Ripper. Made me more ill, but could not put it down. Disturbing yet intriguing. Went to Gravity Pub last night. I felt no gravity. I felt like I was floating. I wasn't really there. Or was I? Sold most of my jewelry this week, and, a few unmentionables. Need money for bills. Looks like our house is going to fall through. Bah. Made a random and bizarre list of movies I have enjoyed throughout my life. Can't wait for mom's house to be built. A nice respite. Mary had a spinal tap on Thursday. Why can't they fucking figure out what is going on with her? It has been too long. Possible trip in the works to Chicago in November to see the Pixies. Missed out on their shows here in October. Definitely going to get tix for Siouxsie Sioux when she reschedules. Heard my namesake song last night. Told the guy at the jukebox- he asked me if my name was Elvis?! He looked and spoke like Neil from the Young Ones. No, Alison, I told him. Costello, he asked? Lily and Fred got their first pieces of mail today! Learning to yo-yo. At work, no less. We are all cracking. One thing I can mark off my list of things to do before I die. Must end this post. Thinking I might, no, I will, be sick here soon. Maybe I'll edit later.