saturday, november 23

I want to get high now. I could if I wanted; it wouldn't be fun, my roommate's around. But I wanna get so fuckin stoned baby. I really need it. I'm still waiting for a refund from the neighborhood high school junky (man I should've known better) and several people have promised me codeine but so far no one has come through. As soon as I get the hell out of here Tuesday I'm going to go flying amongst the clouds. It'll be just like old times. With that sweet feeling vibrating up into your chest and out your arms, rooting you to the ground, the deep warm center of the earth. I should get stoned on a regular basis. It clears out all the crap that clogs up my mind, flushes you right out, blows you apart. My LSD anniversary has already come and gone and I haven't yet gotten as fucked up as that again. But, just for the hell of it, I made a mix in honor of all things narcotic. It includes Puressence's new single "Walking Dead" which I must remember to listen to when I'm rolling. I was supposed to send this girl one (a copy of the mix, rather, not Ecstasy) but I haven't gotten round to it yet. Because I am a Very Bad Person. Oh well, viva le debauchery... [6:21 PM]

So all last night the wind was howling through the cracks in the window and despite the radiator heating the room to about 300F we had to keep the windows closed, because every time we opened them a gust would blow through the room and knock over our cups and glasses on top of the refrigerator and slam the closet door. Today I went out to explore Herald Square and had to walk at a 45-degree angle to the ground to avoid being blown over by hurricane-force gales. This is one situation in which being surrounded by an obscene number of people comes in handy: you gravitate towards the middle and everyone acts as your own private windshield.

So, yes, I went up to 34th St, mainly out of boredom but also because I'm on a mission to find some sorta-sexy not-too-outrageous shorts. Yes, shorts. Let's just say Luke appreciates the sight of my bare legs with white socks on my feet. And let's also say we've recently invested in some photographic equipment. And that's all I have to say about that latest development. Come on, when you have a long-distance sex life you have to be a little creative... [6:04 PM]

friday, november 22

I admit it; I have not updated this poor thing in forever and a day. Chalk it up to some randomness with my moods, my massive cleaning spree and some [ahem] interesting ideas Luke and I have been tossing about re: video cameras and certain unmentionable acts. Now I get the impression I really shouldn't have said that. Oh well, bear with me; this site may or may not be resurrected. [1:12 PM]