the two eyes of no-soul
Oct. 2nd, 2001 09:09 amthe lorna saga continues.
i didn't see the nun this morning. but the indie adoptee was there at his bus stop, head cradled in arms slumped over on the stone stoop.
meanwhile that trash disgusts me. nausea. i want not to be a part of it.
angst still abounds. somewhat better but still? in loco parentis.
canadian thanksgiving is the 13th. but: must also visit the hayes extravaganza: this weekend? two weekends away?
dreamt: long low montreal bar, running uphill after someone who got on the telephone. the 2nd floor was there eating together, i surprised them.
no one writes and i say fine! fuck you.
palindrome yesterday and i didn't notice until the evening (10.1.01).
this job ends friday, i think.
[sound of blade dropping from the snicking darkness above]
i didn't see the nun this morning. but the indie adoptee was there at his bus stop, head cradled in arms slumped over on the stone stoop.
meanwhile that trash disgusts me. nausea. i want not to be a part of it.
angst still abounds. somewhat better but still? in loco parentis.
canadian thanksgiving is the 13th. but: must also visit the hayes extravaganza: this weekend? two weekends away?
dreamt: long low montreal bar, running uphill after someone who got on the telephone. the 2nd floor was there eating together, i surprised them.
no one writes and i say fine! fuck you.
palindrome yesterday and i didn't notice until the evening (10.1.01).
this job ends friday, i think.
[sound of blade dropping from the snicking darkness above]