The Wee Democracy

well, it's saturday, boys and girls.

i don't know what's on the docket for the day, but i need to do some clothes shopping before i go to Iowa. i have to be snappy for these Ruffalo types. i have to look sharp.

i'm tired of living here, mainly because there's no time when people just leave me alone. and that's one of those things that i want on a daily basis - to be left alone. i mean, people will ask me what i want, and most of the time i want to say "i just wanna be left alone". and i don't mean all the time. i don't think anyone wants to be left alone all the time. but if i could have a couple of hours every day where i didn't have to be vigilent of someone around me, or considerate, and i could just be my normal nudist self, that would be awesome. is that too much to ask? i think not.

and, to date, there has not been one day since i left austin where i woke up of my own accord, or under my own ability. i mean, not one. THAT in particular is what i have in mind, when i say, leave me alone. you know? damn.

i talked to marcus G, last night, and let me tell you, that was fun. i miss him. he's a cool guy, ladies and gents, and i wished we could have gotten together to get smashed completely and see 'freddy vs. jason'. he likes those slasher movies, and i like booze, so it would have worked out magically. but goddammit, if i couldn't remember his GD cell phone number when i was in austin.

i have fleas, i think.



feeling: itchy
thinking of: the many ways that i'm a fuck up
song of the day: everybody knows this is nowhere - neil young