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at the hotel there was a fish in the vase on our table &, being a little high on whatever, i dumped him in a cup & took him home. i gave lizza the flowers. she rubbed me & kissed me on the cheek a lot that night. beyonce knowles is number one on her list of people to kill because of what she did to carmen. i don't remember saying goodbye, though i probably would have if she were attractive or not so crazy because i'm shallow like that. i remember telling her that i read carmen but i've never seen it & she said but it's an opera & i said yeah but i read it & she said in french? & i said, no. when i got home i searched for papers, found none, smoked a bowl or three, listened to godspeed you black emperor (because i am indie supreme) & fed the fish pieces of a hamburger bun. today i bought him a tank-type thing & some food... he won't eat it & it falls on top of his head. i think i'm going to use one of my neglected band name ideas to name him. i even made experiments! is a really good one. i stole it from dostoevsky.

i've got an anorexic fish i call "experiments" (for short) who wears his food as a hat & band practice in a studio on kamehameha hwy tonight. is that human enough?