...and you will know us by the trail of jesus juice
Blurred and in constant motion...? What the hell was I talking about???
That may have been earlier, but not today.
Today I have to find a way to brush the dreads outta my hair. It's bad. I've neglected it for a longggg time.
I'm writing so much music on guitar lately. It's exciting and makes me smile. I'm poor and have been making money by playing at coffee shopy bars and that Bodega Blue place. I had to play for two hours last time at a wine tasting, and ended up running outta stuff to play with quite a chunk of minutes left... I ended up playing Danzig- Mother...... At a wine tasting.... Yeah. A wine tasting packed with a majority of older gentlefolk. One person recognized it, sort of.
Do you ever read a book and get attached to the main character? Like, in a sick way... you feel like crying when you finish the book? Yeah? REally?
I started a new book, so sad that I would be missing my beloved craggly old drunkard man narrator, only to find that the book I bought is narrated by the craggly old drunkard man in his younger years. I got so excited I shouted, "Oh Fuck, Yes." ....And creamed all over the paperback. I was eating boston creme donuts.
I need to get drunk.
That may have been earlier, but not today.
Today I have to find a way to brush the dreads outta my hair. It's bad. I've neglected it for a longggg time.
I'm writing so much music on guitar lately. It's exciting and makes me smile. I'm poor and have been making money by playing at coffee shopy bars and that Bodega Blue place. I had to play for two hours last time at a wine tasting, and ended up running outta stuff to play with quite a chunk of minutes left... I ended up playing Danzig- Mother...... At a wine tasting.... Yeah. A wine tasting packed with a majority of older gentlefolk. One person recognized it, sort of.
Do you ever read a book and get attached to the main character? Like, in a sick way... you feel like crying when you finish the book? Yeah? REally?
I started a new book, so sad that I would be missing my beloved craggly old drunkard man narrator, only to find that the book I bought is narrated by the craggly old drunkard man in his younger years. I got so excited I shouted, "Oh Fuck, Yes." ....And creamed all over the paperback. I was eating boston creme donuts.
I need to get drunk.