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Remember how I went to the Sharon Olds reading, and it was a lot of fun. Except for, you know, seeing people that I hate. But the good news is that over time I seem to have developed the ability to throw a pixilated mask (like on cops) over people I don't want to acknowledge. I'm getting really good at it, these pixalted faced people kept floating around my peripherary, but had no effect. You should try it.
I also find that humming the "Bad Boys" theme song helps to enforce the pixalated placement.
So I ate some cheese that night. Lot's of it. And the day before that I had started to feel really weird. The description I settled on for my tummy ache for that last few days is "my stomach has turned to brick making in it's down time, and I have a full size one jammed in my torso."
I went to the Art Walk on division, and saw some really beautfiul things and danced to a wonderful band that performed in a room surrounded by paintings of mexican masked wrestlers. The dancing with my sexy face on must have worked to churn this brick into PURE LIQUID! I was up until 5 this morning pooing gushing water. And to top it all off, we have bees that have somehow taken up residency in our bathroom, and I didn't realize until it flew off of my that a bee had been kicking it on my hand for my 2.30 am bathroom run. I have since killed a second bee at my 5am run. That is probably the sixth this week.
I want to finally start writing some stuff to record at WGVU. I was offered an internship, but it was sort of rescinded (sp?) after I told him I would have a full time job, he told me to come back in the fall. Well, it's fall, and I should probably get my shit together.
I think my first piece will be about how I tried to resolve my feelings of being a complete failure by buying a hedgehog as a pet, but the only one I found was completely unsocialized and just shook and growled at me when I looked at him.
I also find that humming the "Bad Boys" theme song helps to enforce the pixalated placement.
So I ate some cheese that night. Lot's of it. And the day before that I had started to feel really weird. The description I settled on for my tummy ache for that last few days is "my stomach has turned to brick making in it's down time, and I have a full size one jammed in my torso."
I went to the Art Walk on division, and saw some really beautfiul things and danced to a wonderful band that performed in a room surrounded by paintings of mexican masked wrestlers. The dancing with my sexy face on must have worked to churn this brick into PURE LIQUID! I was up until 5 this morning pooing gushing water. And to top it all off, we have bees that have somehow taken up residency in our bathroom, and I didn't realize until it flew off of my that a bee had been kicking it on my hand for my 2.30 am bathroom run. I have since killed a second bee at my 5am run. That is probably the sixth this week.
I want to finally start writing some stuff to record at WGVU. I was offered an internship, but it was sort of rescinded (sp?) after I told him I would have a full time job, he told me to come back in the fall. Well, it's fall, and I should probably get my shit together.
I think my first piece will be about how I tried to resolve my feelings of being a complete failure by buying a hedgehog as a pet, but the only one I found was completely unsocialized and just shook and growled at me when I looked at him.