i'll have my tea now, thanks.




the Rymandas tonight. So good.




Doctor tomorrow?
not so good


feh. i just wanna get the damn Album out.



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Dust Congress tonight at Dan's. That's where i'll be. Listenin, absorbin, writin on the boys for Sepiachord.
eems like a Guinness night, too, even tho i've been on a wine kick ( shhhhh). i dun think i can give my precious Syrah the attention it deserves in a bar, tho...


Right now? i tea.




When i first saw this on the shelf, i rolled my eyes. Here begins teh Chai trendy cluster... but i walked past it again and thought " coconut chai?"
and i tossed it in the basket.

i'm on my 3rd box since October. Too bad it's neutered decaffinated.




i miss snow.

i have no place on DRC, so i left it.
i'm not a real musician, i'm too lazy and banal to do the 'zine, too broke to go to shows, and with no Secret Headquarters, i dun see anyone in the 'scene' anymore. At best i'm a hicktown bard with some really good friends that i cannae stand to disappoint with my un-ness anymore.



Sick, still.
Yesterday i coughed to hard that my ears popped, my eyes watered and i farted all at once. Then i laughed so hard i coughed myself into those little stars that yeh see at the edges of yer vision when it gets dark around the edges. Well, darker than usual.

i can tell that my eyesight's gettin worse. It saddens me more thas it frightens me tho.



Tonight was the first time i'd 'lost control' of my diabetes in months. i had some Orange Juice, and it hit me like hash. Almost shut me down in the middle of the game, but i recovered with a quick up and over to the bathroom, thru the kitchen for more water for tea, and that seemed to reset me a bit. ironically, soon after my character died a horrible death at the hands of bomb-chucking, dirty sword totin' ratmen. Critical hit sliced me in two. And three. Probably four, too.
Meh.


i got a Christmas card tonight, and i completely broke down on the drive home. i miss my family. The family i used to have, the family i've hoped for, waited for.


i have 13 diff kinds of tea, and Ramen, and 7-up. Seems, good? i'd eat more vegetables, but i'm too gorram lazy. i take the vitamins, tho. Lots. i'll probably have some good fried chicken tomorrow instead of scrabbling for the internet bill, the electric bill. how i've managed to live for a year now, here in Denton, on $600/month is fucking beyond me. Mebbe i am that magician after all. Thank you Alan Moore.
MMM chicken. Sweet tea and some nice yeast rolls. Me me me.
It's friday, right? Date night? Chicken for me!





Been watching HEROES.
Sorry to tell you cats, but it ain't ALL THAT. i mean it's good, but yeh cannae make it sound like the 'new LOST', or whatever. i like it, sure, and i've got 5 episodes to go, but it reeks of Watchmen. i do appreciate that Texas is a nexus.
Sorry about the rhyme. Unintentional.
And Hiro? Sure. Go on buddy, save that world. You can even have mine to practice on.

The only reason i'm still in this one is cos i love my friends.

i used to think i had a 'destiny', but i've just read too many comic books.

Water's up. Tea.