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Aug 27, 2005 18:03

so the hurrican is comming. the entire city is in this stale buzz. the tourists dont know where to with drinks in had. everything is getting boarded up. the gas stations are filled to the brim as packistanies smile. my job was closed much to my dismay. i might have needed that money.
my neighbor asked me if i was leaving, i said no. why the fuck would i leave its a dam storm. its nature. seek shelter is all. get primal with it. but i can tell you one thing at the point of that storm hitting here. i will not be in my house. fuck that shelter shit. i will be right there on the river. right in my spot being ravaged by the force!

i cant wait .

ive found myself another copperate gobstopper. been at this job a month and they want me to go off and do training for some shit so i can manager and train others at other stores. whatever. then ill train to become server at a place where the servers themselves complain about walking out with 160. and in lue of the hurricane ill do some clean up shit . theres good money in that i hear.

odd dreams last night . theyve become more intense now. stronger , i wake remembering phrases and key things that needed to get done. the feelings are more evident and purposeful.

i have to call the guy in hawaii. must make as much money soon.

ive got ideas for art the include orange tissuse paper, eyes and lips, overlapping, wire maybe .
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