Speak, Thunder

Mar 31, 2010 21:00

Storm's a brewin'. I'm ready to be electrified.

Atonement's a decent read so far. It's keeping my attention better than Saturday, anyway, and certainly better than Dandelion Wine (sorry, Bradbury).

Why do I attract the attention of loonies? A crazy man tried to fondle/kiss me while I was walking downtown. Bloody hell. I pushed him away and sped off as he shouted after me from where he stood. He looked too clean to be homeless, but bore the head tick of the afflicted and walked with a limp. I need to start wearing brass knuckles whenever I venture out alone.

I worry lately I might sooner than later end up the maddest of the mad, head tick, compulsive shouting, and all.
I need a damn job.

Hoping for a message from the thunder (if it ever comes).

brainpuke, weather

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