called me your honey, spent all my money, now you think that's funny?
1. Yesterday Nick left me four voice mails. In the first one I thought he kept saying "why are you so sexy? why are you so sexy?" but upon further inspection and third party listen, he actually was saying "why are you so infected? why are you so infected?" Which I suppose is typical
2. Bailey had me worked up over conspiracy theories
3. I called Jay once crying after a doctors appointment, crying into the receiver on Broadway in W.4th "they just want to take all of my blood!"
4. Today I am having my tea leaves read by an old woman who is apparently the best in all of Chinatown. My last tea reading, which was given to me by a woman named from Texas in the atrium of The Gaylord Palms Hotel was completely accurate. My friends and I pondered this over room service: did the tea leaves really say those things or did the psychic from Texas just google my father and me prior to the incident? How could the tea leaves name names? How did they know incidents. But still all of her future things came out after all, so I will stick to the former, and today I will go into a place where they sell handbags illegally to store into a cup of tea
5. It is always the former, never the latter. No matter what.
I don't have Goodbye Babylon anymore. Chad downloaded it on to my iPod one summer when we were all in England. Then eventually, at some point in the Winter, in New York, my ipod was stolen, so good-bye Babylon was stolen too. I miss it terribly and it is never on any stores. I am so sick of CDs anyway. I want everything to come on vinyl and also be available as a digital download. I need to pretend that these things are tangible, do you know how hard it is to make pancakes or love when you're using your ipod speakers? It can be rough.
If anyone can provide any insight on this, please do.
&here is a song from I believe the first disk of the Goodbye Babylon set, if you're interested to hear what the whole thing sounds like. It is perfect for any car ride. Time travel can be much better than books-on-tape, my friends