need to buy a bag of spuds (i love eating cold pork n' beans straight out of the can, missing used hosiery) eye eye ex eye!

 

Stack em up!  This actually applies to something that I write about later but I’m retroactively putting it in right here at the beginning!  That’s the power of the written word!  But yes, stack em’ up!  How wonderful!  How lovely.  If only I could have been, literally and figuratively supporting my Dark Angel.  That’s right!  It’s your old pal Jimmy Adjudication!  Back again after eating red meat and tepid tap water (personal favorite).  Last time I was here I was working my inches to a woman stepping on some cooked macaroni and cheese.  In the meantime my insecure opinion was validated by random jerks online: the 4k Batman release looks like crap and the audio changes are tasteless and unnecessary! Damn you Warner Brothers; you stupid fucks!!! Anyway, whatever.  “you want to get Teal?! Come on! Let’s get Teal!” hahahaha!  Ass Cream Cake is on sale for $3.69!!!  I just took a tremendous crap!  I betrayed myself the other.  I used the excuse of fear to abdicate responsibility.  I’m sorry.  Very low.  black underneath.  So close.  A story about pushing someone out of the back office.  How lovely.  As a general rule I’m not a fan of the fatal four way format.  It’s difficult to build momentum this way with everyone always interrupting everyone else’s spots.  and it’s difficult for one to stand out and rivalries to be properly built on with all the chaos.  And if there is a particular one that needs pushing, it is similarly hard to make that happen with two others in the mix.  And this had those problems!!! And yet….the psychology.  I am ensorcelled.  The Dark Angel has me.  I was panicked.  And then the devil’s kiss.  So lovely, the devil’s kiss.  And I cheered with her.  so thankful.  No relinquishing.  Retaining . so thankful.  And now to see if the big big push comes.    The little photo op and spot backstage was nice.  Still some progress to make on promos but that is largely a language issue.  Once native tongue was employed the pop was there.  so cute.  So lovely.  The blue was incredible.  The detail!!! The novel I’m reading right now is quite good and compulsively readable (which is necessary for the type of book it is) but sometimes a little bit too clever, which can be tiring.  Or can it?!  the more I learn the less I want to know.  Drank too much last night.  Or did i?!  the more I learn the less I want to know.  A novel is a three hundred or four hundred or five hundred or thousand or whatever page love letter to one person.  interesting.  Novels are so cool!  Four four four, holy fuck!!! End of the world!!!  My god, stunned by the red on black, red on black!! (it’s like new rose all black on black on black on black).  And the other black on top!  Red tie!!! (Red heart red heart)!  Incredible! Reminded me also of a place I haven’t visited in a long time.  red tie! And the flesh colored…oh god.  And then the… but what of the news?  The acquisition.  That is interesting.  I will be there in june.  No physically.  But tuned in.  but how is she taking this?  Seeing as how as the acquisition is also the house of her abuser.  I had no idea there was a pending lawsuit with the toxic one.  fantasies of me being electrocuted!  Resist!  Amazon!  I’m in love with defeat!  Mystery partner mystery partner!  Red heart red heart!  Time to eat a pound of mac and cheese to work through the humiliation.  I have a humiliation kink.  I have a being electrocuted kink . wish I could go out and get wasted tonight but I just don’t have the scratch!  That’s the sad ass life you lead when you’re Jimmy Adjudication!   also that fella from the dog pound or whatever it was, the bandanna thing around the bald head, very hoodish, forgot about his book and what he said about the Dark Angel.  There are so many layers to this.  I will be thinking about it for an eternity.  Big finale of night 1 was really good, as was the penultimate though the vet looked a bit weary.  Really enjoyed night 1.  Or did i?!  the more I learn the less I want to know.  I ate chicken wings earlier and they were almost too good.  Or were they?!  The more I learn the less I want to know.  Sheepishly said hi to the amazon.  I have thirst.  I think I’ll drive a tall glass of tepid tap water (my favorite).  And now morning of the slammy.  How wonderful.  Everything just keeps coming up roses (you swore that you’d love me).  love everything she says.  The word “again.”  This is a big push.  Nothing there for me anymore.  Do I have the balls to go for another walk today?  Doubtful.  My home reeks of raw sewage.  I saw the…I’ve been inside the….  Carrying around that belt everywhere!  I recently read a book I liked.  low on desire lately.  Evil Rebecca is so evil and scary!  Was also sexy for a bit but the balance of evil tipped to only be evil and scary.  I feel bloated.  Better drink some pepto.  Gonna read a big popular book soon maybe.  I’m gonna eat a carrot!  Oh God the shade the shade!  Fruit emoji!  Big difference! Devil’s kiss!  The sloppiness of it all!  The stiffness!  But who really runs these accounts?!  What does it all mean?! Would have murdered anyone for the photo op!  nice little domestic thriller the likes of which we never see anymore.  Pacific and their ilk.  Enemy and their ilk.  Hand and it’s ilk .  it’s all about the heat generation!  Need doom generation!  My whole fucking miserable life is a work!  oh jeez the butt the butt!! And me fantasizing about being electrocuted again and something gooey and slimy being forced into my mouth!  Listen to carly later and write some garbage don’t want to stop writing about you.  Gonna boil some eggs soon. 

 

part with the chain was pure, swimming pool, blur, stiletto, sin trying to save world, harley

 

I’ve forgotten what it’s like to bite into a red popsicle.  Or have i?  the more I learn the less I want to know.  I love ghosting people.  Mom, there you are.  we were looking for you.  GET INSIDE!!! Stupid fucking kids! Tears! Hahahaha, cruel laughter!  My hair is full of grease.  My face is covered in butter.  Was gonna say S.O.S. was my favorite joint but then I forgot about the one with the clock.  Need a re to make sure.  Oh man, once again the black lace panties have me.  two fucking weeks of adjudication.  I wish I could be an adjudicator.  They have it made!!!  Beans and toast!  Half light is great.  I’ll see you in time.  I did good.  I bought groceries and did good.   You know what?  I also like the tom jane punisher movie too!  Even though it’s kind of a piece of crap.  Always reminds me of my favorite warshington movie but not in the way you think.  “like a poem said…” that is the part I adore, makes the prospect of the end sound so lovely.  I rewound and listened to that part roughly seventeen thousand times last night before passing out after drinking several glasses of whiskey and zzzquil.  Awoke to find her dressed as wonder woman and talking about her pantyhose clad ass.  How delightful!  Gonna eat some canned fish soon.  Gonna drink more black coffee soon.  Gonna write more garbage soon.  The summer is going to be. I’ve seen the future.  I wish more of the classic species would be highlighted.  I don’t like all the weird shit.  It turns it into something else.  Kirby!  I can feel myself developing a new obsession the onset of Kirby.  Or can I?!  the more I learn the less I want to know . motherliness of it all.  I read some comic books yesterday.  The legendary ina black!  Adjudication is still in progress!  Man, that just makes me laugh my ass off! hahahahaha!  My new nickname henceforth shall be Jimmy Adjudication!  oh god, big sexy ass in fishnets bounces on the slave’s face!  Ass worship!  I guess I should wash some dishes . it gets lonesome on the lonesome trail!  Erica is still by far my favorite and I wonder if that will ever change.  Quantity certainly plays a role here.  but it was perfection.  My god, I’d forgotten.  crimson.  And then there are moments that are legendary.  Jujubes right out of her ass!!!  Man I love movies.  Just watched a great one.  man I love clips of women’s pantyhose clad feet.  Was watching a woman wearing sheer pantyhose squishing a cheeseburger with her feet and I lost it.  I mean I really just fucking lost it.  the perez family comforts me.  just some whiskey, wine and zzzquil and feel prepared to sleep.  The family comforting me again.  Saw a pretty picture of a real muscle bound chick laying on a hammock looking sexy as hell!  Wish I could lay with her and she’d hold me and tell me everything is going to be okay.  And then put me in a vicious sleeper hold and knock my sorry ass out!  You know, I kinda like the lowkeyness of the spaghetti incident.  Maybe I’ll drive around in my Toyota later while listening to it with the windows rolled down and then go for a beer somewhere – spending money I don’t have – to take the edge off.  that’s the charmed life you lead when you’re Jimmy Adjudication!  I think I need to buy some bar soap soon as well.  Or do i?!  the more I learn I less I want to know.  Maybe I’ll drink some coffee at some point.  Gonna eat some canned fish here in a few minutes.  Need to collect the entire run of Wonder Woman from the 1973 to 1980 that Vince Colletta inked!  Vinny Colletta is perhaps THE most controversial inker in the history of comic books.  Or is he?!  The more I learn the less I want to know.  Cake crushing asmr has me.  in thirteen scarlett with back to back bangers.  Love the music of alien and wife of…red cover.  Black lace panties again!  Tesco’s.   the synthetics act as a second skin!!! GODDAMNIT READ THE FUCKING GRAND JURY TRANSCRIPT!!!   I – Jimmy Adjudication – who has never known true love.  Damn! the crunchy sounds fucked it all up! I need the squishy sounds to get off!  soft foods only!  No paper products either!  Listening to erotica.  Maybe go watch the dick tracy movie or read that new dick tracy comic.  I always focus on an octopus in my subconscious, the brilliance of the octopus, and this is what I use as inspiration for how I navigate everyday life.  Been a while since I’ve eaten pizza.  I miss it.  or do i?!  the more I learn the less I want to know.  Need that signed topps card of the dark angel.  I’ll buy thousands of packs, I don’t care what it takes.  Omg need!  Bunch of fat ugly white trash somewhere down below talking about the minecraft movie and the joys of gas station food.  Lately the neighborhood’s been inundated with white trash.  Some fat bald bastard has lost his phone.  Disgusting people.  Someone just texted me that it’s Friday and asking what I’m doing but I don’t dare respond cause it could lead to an invitation and I don’t dare go anywhere since I don’t have any money!  It’s not an easy life to be your old pal Jimmy Adjudication.  I suspect my face still smells like dried fish juice.  Peaceful afternoon overall though other than the bloated ugly white trash.  Largely prefer the aesthetic of old science fiction films and will forever associate them with one of the biggest mistakes of my adult life.  I’m unthawing some red meat.  Only twenty four hours to go until I eat chicken wings again.  Jimmy good boy.  I like the thought of no one missing me.  I like taking naps.  Happy day today, big inspiration always. 

talked to substitute after vanishing, details reluctant, then discussed hot dog eating championships (apropos of nothing, pinched a ball today!)

 

Really loved recent atom.  Difficult but ultimately very rewarding, very layered and nuanced, gave me a lot to talk about.  Unrelated, fascinated by pop albums that don’t hit big in the moment but go on to have a long impactful legacy.  I love pop music.  Or do i?!  the more I learn the less I want to know.  I’m restoring windows.  Really love that movie punisher war zone.  I would get the 4k except it’s abominable how lexi was treated so I refuse to sink more money into that film.  I’ll probably watch an Italian movie soon. 

Unlucky number of years.  Need to spill some ink on this topic for a while.  Still wish I was on a tiny table with a typewriter.  Still wish the fridge was a bold and symbolic innovation.  Unlucky number of years.  Been avoiding this which was yield great results in the world of mental health.  Images blurring here.  I gave a thumbs up and felt like an asshole so then I clarified the thumbs up, explaining the rich symbology of it all.  Guess I don’t need to spill that much ink on this.  Arms.  Lots of ink.  Eyes like saucers.  So respectful.  Forearm.  Drawings.  Like the jade pendant, life….  Lovely arms.  Seen together one time.  I thought it was two.  Incredulous, I thought it was seven.  Disservice to.  Yeah, brutha, yeah.  there is nothing there.  dissecting it, tearing it apart, what makes it tick is nothing at all.  Still, indulgence will only lead to waste.  Unlucky.  Focus on the numerology of it all.  Crystals and death’s head.  Remarkably under control.  It will go the way of most things.  nothing for a while before evaporating, disappearing forever.  Of course, I think as my head goes light, how utterly proper. 

Stepphing on blueberry muffins! Yes!! Aung San Suu Kyi will lead us to democracy.  Aung San Suu Kyi!  Aung San Suu Kyi!  Need to listen to U2’s 2000 album All That You Can’t Leave Behind again soon.  Maybe today while driving around in my Toyota.  It’s such a classy album.  Such a lovely album.  I love that album so much!  Or do i?!  the more I learn the less I want to know.  Need to do some laundry. Need to buy some juice.  There’s my copy of Child of God. I was looking all over it.  I suppose I’ll need to reread cormac’s penultimate novel at some point.  These visons of johanna….  Really liked that one novel by ivy pochoda that I read a while back.  need to seek out more.  Cooking in a bedsitter.  Need to make Swedish sausage casserole soon.  Don’t have enough money for a beer.  I’m broke as fuck.  Bob Clampett!  Baby Bottleneck!  John Wheaties! My God, I’d forgotten (cue the imitation Williams).  How much I love that iteration, the line, the anarchy before the punching bag.   Felicia’s journey.  Was made aware of some erotic comics I wasn’t aware of this morning.  Don’t have the money to spare.  Luckily I found my copy of the trade paperback of all star superman last night cause I was about to go ape shit on my sorry ass.  Of all superheroes I am most like dodds.  Oh man, when the dark angel just casually drops the bustle skirt I lose it.  I mean I really just fucking lose it.  there you have it.  head clearer.  Testicles and spirit a little emptier.  The attempt at emergency revival was a nice touch.  Still, at least I’m not drinkin’, druggin’ or prostitutin’ like I used to.  Gotta a read book on Myanmar.  Gotta read that bolano book.  numbers have me.  black lace panties have me.  my favorite thing about getting exorcising a little bit of evil from yourself is that a minute later it’s already grown back and a day later it’s already stronger than it was before.  I’ll probably eat a turkey sandwich later on.  I’m waiting for that turkey sandwich with all the patience of a man waiting for a turkey sandwich.  Pretty nice day out.  I unthawed some ham the other day.  one of the most important decisions of my life was I when I committed myself to eating chicken wings on Saturdays rather than Wednesdays.  Traditional.  Smoky barbeque.  More tex! Tex and bob!  Ah, see, sin only begets sin.  You think you escape it but no, like I said, you kill it for a moment, but then it comes back stronger and it wants more and you’re already so dispirited you have a kind of “fuck it, what difference does it make attitude” so decide to indulge in the more you were trying to avoid and by the end you’re in the mire again saying it will be the last time.  green wheel.  The loneliest (target exclusive I have) was great but the loveliest honestly seems even greater.  Or does it?  the more I learn the less I want to know.  Great artist.  I can see diamonds in the rough.  Lighter than air.  Man on mars man on mars will you take us to the stars?!  Stupid kids stupid kids will you shut the fuck up?!  Dumb white trash to the left of me.  fat ugly white trash to the right.  Here I am, stuck in the middle with dumb fat ugly white trash.  Feeling the emotional fallout of my current financial limitations. Missing my favorite ESMR creator.  Oh God I miss you so much.  I’m believing the strangest things these days.  Loving the alien. I feel a draft.  Tried to zone in on locations.  So few clues.  His sin was trying to save the world.  It’s cause I’m being a pain in the ass.  One moment, it slipped through.  Personal reference.  Then nothing.  Ice cold phone.  And to think it all started with an offer of popcorn.   That’s okay, I will use and reuse these a million times over.  Just by chance, confessing secret shames. 

All the while he was looking for a substitute.  That’s the secret of the unlucky number of years.  Bereft of purity.  How uncouth. 

good memories of buying that album with the ocean on the cover and eating shitty pizza, still holds up! (keep checking back for used...don't fall off wagon!!)

 

Two types of dreams prior to my morning mud: one type amphibian, one type not.  Had my morning crap not too long ago.  New haunt found?  I’ve forgotten most of it already.  Terrified it might be real for a second.  Gorgeous thick thighs and black lace panties.  She was everything.  Thankfully not real.  Put on a coat on afterward to go grocery shopping.  If only, two lives.  (as I reach the bridge), Lowenstein.  The joys of leaving, aside from many other benefits, are the reduction of self.  By exclusion, by omitting yourself, you are making yourself smaller, you intentionally fading away, exiting from multiple lives, you are self diminishing, you exist a little less, maybe a lot less, and that is a good thing.  During explorations of the new haunt I kept my eyes dutifully on polished wood.  Flab seeping over the beltline.  Never did go for that walk.  This brand of café makes me light.  I’m whirling.  Shopping stems from the insecure moments.  The moments that lack solidarity.  Time to read more about aliens?  All the discussion on the dark angel booking.  Adds up.  It was the right decision.  I cannot say enough good things about the Netflix ripley series.  Or can i?  the more I learn the less I want to know.  Andrew scott was fantastic.  There are some shaky things as in any ripley adaptation but I love it so.  It is so sumptuous.  Atrani.  Can still smell the canned fish residue that dried on my stubble.  I also ate some carrots recently.  This is all so monstrously fucking sad. I just don’t because this all could have come from nine writers or one.  I wish I had a tiny desk and a chair and a typewriter.  Also, a glass, some and a bottle of gin.  Tangier.  At a certain point it is important to stop trying.  Adjudication is still in progress!  Were you fooled by the katy perry in space hoax?!  Read the grand jury transcript, I shouted!!!  I should have moved to Alphabet City in my youth.  I’m reading about a frog.  Saints.  I wasn’t ready for it at the time.  but wow, so terrific.  Amazing willpower by yours falsely.  Gotta slowly turn it into a habit.  It was a sweetheart deal, don’t you see?!  I just took a tremendous crap!  Just ate some canned fish.  Think I’ll head to the bar and read a book while drinking a beer.  Hope the bartender has a terrific fat ass!  I like to see the mounds of cellulite tightly packed into manmade fabrics and quaking while drinks are being dutifully delivered to tables!  Drinking is the perfect activity for the unemployed loser with no money.  Or is it?! the more I learn the less I want to know.  First I need a shower and a wet shave though.  Maybe go for a walk too at some point.  I’m wearing a v-neck t-shirt with a brown corduroy shirt on top.  I like the color brown because it represents what a piece of shit I am.  Thinking about a bbw Latina in fishnets using a shrinkray to shrink me to insect size and then crush me with her massive fishnet clad ass and then eating me while I’m still alive!  classy thoughts!  Girl with the needle.  No money to buy that silver age superman omnibus. That’s okay.  I don’t deserve nice things.  gonna eat some fruit.  BRAIN PICCADILLY!!!  Drank a margarita recently.  Too much Sahrye lately.  Better eat a slab of undercooked red meat, drink a pot of steaming hot black coffee and take a walk to clear my big ugly head.  I love pop music.  Or do i?!  the more I learn the less I want to know. Went for a walk.  Came back sunstained and reasonably invigorated.  Drank several glasses of water. Felt tired for a while.  Felt depressed for a while.  Listened to an artist I really love who has an interesting discography.  Carly.  I know what I’m missing.  I’m going to have another responsible night though.  Of course, I think as my head goes light, how utterly proper.  Saw someong online saying that All Star Superman and The Dark Knight Returns were essentially the two purest versions of those characters.  Or something like that.  interesting.  Drank mustard out of the bottle again.  Writing some other crap even though I feel miserable.  Barda!  Oh God the butt the butt!  Then I wrote some absolute utter garbage for a while and felt down regarding my complete lack of any talent.  Then I looked at more clips of Sahrye and her gorgeous ass.  Shrink ray fantasy again.  Smushed between giant ass cheeks! Crush under one of her lovely feet!  Eaten alive!  Then I read some Jimmy Olsen comic books.  Real silver age.  Real zany.  Real delightful.  Then I read part of a book I started today.  I’m really enjoying it so far.  I’m such a piece of shit.  Need to read more about those albums.  Carly.  I have a vinyl of hunky dory and I really like the stuff it says on the back and the pictures.  Get it in wax!  Giant pink ass!  To be clear, it’s pink because of the choice of hosiery, nothing violent or corporal has been going on.  Gonna drink some white wine soon.  And some whisky.  Probably a slice of sharp cheddar at some point.  I can’t find my motherfucking copy of the trade paperback edition of all star superman and I am desperate to give that a thorough reread before the new movie comes out. Or am I?!  the more I learn the less I want to know.  I can’t find it because I’m such a fucking loser.  I suspect tomorrow will be awfully  similar to today but what the fuck do I know?!  I loved the face she made when she poured the margarita.  I love weird faces.  Trances!  Mesmerism!  Brain fuck!!!  People meet each other and other modern miracles volume 1.  When she started crushing the freshly cooked macaroni and cheese with her feet and said “so cheesy” I just fucking lost it!

performative, blocked on nomenclature

 

One month out of the game and everything seemed a okay.  One tube all clogged and fucked but thirty years had passed since smelling the linoleum and everything seemed okay til the bags of air stopped inflating properly.  Then big catcher’s mitt of insolence caught the really big catch, the catch of their life, the last one.  like I said, out of the game and who knows how many prayers were dropped and then later people slipped on those prayers and brought them back home when they stuck to the bottoms of dirty shoes.  And then everything seemed okay, clean coats giving the vaginal signal and that was the first and last visit in three decades.  Everything hunky dory (is there life on….) and sighs and drinks and the delayed communication had a rhyme and reason. Everything that followed was third, fourth, fifth hand accounts.  Right before the dawn, need to step on fresh linoleum.  Politely asked for assistance from the shared chronicler.  All went well. Then back to the dreamland so thought the second chronicler who remained standing while the first lay down back first.  then chin on chest and that was it.  all that was written.   Transitioned in a blink, in a breath, in the hesitation before words could be spoken.  Taste of salt?  Maybe, not sure.  Not sure then but later.  Short drive.  Second chronicler pushed his way in, trying to locate the third, initially found the fourth, half naked and stocky.  Kept pushing, kept pushing, found the third, found the third, grabbed the third, bear hugged the third, words thick and garbled, playing to whatever audiences remained, make a show of it, draw attention to it why don’t ya?  Gone, gone, gone.  And then the infernal questions and fresh new prayers but with a dash of admonishment.  A caked on layer of anger and incredulity.  Can’t have that though, gotta be kissing fresh floor one day in a greater white space.  Join together now.  forget everything from before if it ever truly happened.  Join together because it is time to remember things in our own way and delete truths that make us feel icky and uncomfortable. 

Interesting, the exact amount of above.  Gotta break out charli again for the upcoming summer.  Starts off perfectly, ends perfectly.  Sublime stuff.  Wish I had a coke addiction.  Booze is so tacky.  Woke up to…yes, how lovely.  Lace pink panties full of generous ass crushing my face.  Zeroes and ones.  My mouth is so dry.  Making drinking more coffee will help.  Don’t want to get hit.  Oh God, the panties!!! 

Working backwards through the non snow and he was carrying two cold bacon cheeseburgers for the signature light night pre midnight second dinner, this of course following tots for the table and a helping of extra salty dense and disgusting nachos.  Thin man in cowboy hat looked at him and assumed he spoke Spanish because of his innate brownness and the word “gracias” was uttered twice, testing the limits of Spanish language skills.  Elaborate game then not unlike musical chairs or stools, constant switching of which because everyone had to look like the ultimate hardass (don’t forget about Bishop in the tunnel).  One behind usually in a black full body thing, theoretically looking great but ruining it all with a pair of dingy running shoes but still the only one who could properly handle all the wannabes and their desperate need for assertion. Muslim present and accounted for, strong and silent and efficient, modest in comparison to prior iterations which offered up the generous view from the balcony.  Unseen or perhaps not wanting to be seen or see or something.  Another lovely sloppy fatass walking by and the brown confused as to what she was doing there though it was perfectly clear to yours falsely.  Model esque was the brown man’s favorite, cliché and understandable yet somehow fades a bit into the woodwork.  The personal touch was the amazon, the volleyball player, shit hip hop and shittier white trash trailer park rock.  Another glorious fat ass and the lovely requisite strength to strangle a man, absolutely crush him.  Thoughts of her turning into some type of werewolf creature.  Again, those nachos were terrible.  Something blue.  New standard.  Prior the brown thought the then most recent executor (not at all the correct word) was in cozy bedtime garb but this was not at all the case, red and black, just suggests a lack of understanding of current trends though the 90’s grunge aesthetic was also in full effect and then red but not red like the red and black but red up on high and black below, this years beyond and understanding the market place, jiggle and flow while more utter white trash shit rock comes out from somewhere and prior everything was smelling like character driven shit and there was someone present who seemed they might come from Sedona, presence of whom temporarily alleviated the shit smell and it all started on the plane, no the plains, the plain plain plain (just like my life is shame shame shame) oh and somehow went in a circle and forgot to remember a beautiful woman with a big round ass that had strips cut out of the shorts for the audience’s viewing pleasure and multiple going up and grabbing her ass hard to understand everyone’s role in this but the sobriety seems to be helping but the ankle monitor is off soon so who ultimately knows how it will all turn but who really gives a flying fuck anyway and me all along seeing this through someone else’s eyes waiting for the epilogue and limp as a noodle. 

Ate some canned fish recently,  looked at some dirty things that didn’t move me.  still putting off that walk.  Have a new haunt?  Spent most of the previous day walking around with dried sauce on my face but I always lied when people asked what kind of sauce it was.  “why would someone lie about that?!” I ask myself!

maybe the iberian is the one who could bring it all back?! restorative fat ass!

 

Paraguay, very interesting stuff.  Questionable booking?  I played it safe last night, how nice.  That movie Holland was a steaming pile of crap.  Nicole kidman still gets me worked up though, even with all the work.  I think if she looked at me wide eyed or cross eyed I would just totally explode into my rent trousers.  Or would i?! the more I learn the less I want to know . I have my weekend lined up.  Had a real nice fantasy this morning about being brutally killed in a feeding frenzy by a bunch of female werewolves.  Maybe I’ll read some fantastic four comics this weekend.  I’ve already drank two cans of pineapple juice today.  Need to hit the streets to buy more pineapple juice.  Wrote longhand last night, felt good.  Reconnected.  I miss you dreadfully. Singing: in my shitty life, in my crappy nights!  New Savina album out today.  Gotta crank it while I drive to the atm and then downtown for a stiff drink.  The book of short stories I’m reading right now is effortlessly breaking all the rules! Or is it?  the more I learn the less I want to know. Thinking about that Hungarian putting me in a reverse headscissor.  But my dreams never come true.  For me, it’s always too late.  Singing all summer long all summer long.  Americans have a silly, stupid immature view about sex.  So many giggles.  What dumb people we are!  summoning a cat girl! Lingerie fighting championships! About to hit the streets.  Read about a bourgeois dog recently.  Cute stuff.   Am I entering or exiting?  Hard to say.  I recently ate a cheeseburger with bacon.  And then I behaved responsibly.  The attack in the parking.  I am getting rehooked.  I hope to eat watermelon soon.  Driving around listening to the artist who did the best tribute.  Were they twins?  White trash bar.  one of many.  I was reading a paperback book with a gold cover and yellow pages at several parking lots.  Summoning gone wrong.  Hope the extended iteration gets through before my card is denied.  I really like having one drink in midafternoon.  I really like the cover of Marcos where has that cool t-shirt on and all those fruit juices are present.  That’s a great cover.  Good on Murray for saying what needed to be said.  we’re all so stupid these with how we obtain our information. Recently watched an Italian movie I quite liked.  the Turks use 53 notes!  The bomb has me. the hosiery.  The lusciousness.  Journey through the secret like of the album. The one nation album.  Neutron bomb.  Depended on.  Never in real life.  Heart is all over the place.  Too much rhythm.  Last night too.  What the hell is going on?!  Probably go buy avocados late into the night.  Probably buy chickens wings at some point.  The rain!  Matching gear.  What color!  I’m so empty.  I should just sit in my car and listen to old cassette tapes and wonder if my life is ending or beginning.  Chest feels all funny.  CRACK!!!  Nothing works anymore. I’m all washed up.  Maybe I just need to blast off to adventure in the amazing year 400 billion!!!  People who think we’re going to colonize other planets make me laugh! Hahahah! I’m washing a load of laundry right now.  or am i?!  the more I learn the less I want to know.  Marcos reminding me of a boat trip I took.  Glamorous.  Too much emptiness.  They all come and they go.  No meaning to any of it.  maybe I’ll buy some cereal later on.  With soy milk.  Cause cows are calves.  I HATE MYSELF!!!  Gotta spell things out with little wooden blocks. Bomb forced out the soft ejaculate.  Right at the hosieryed foot shot.  (preceding the hosieryed ass shot, he just couldn’t wait).  Still no meaning to be found anywhere.  Need to return to some books to someone I don’t speak to anymore. I thought one of the books had a crocodile or an alligator on the cover but I could not have been more wrong.  Or could have i?! the more I learn the less I want to know.  Feel all flighty. Is it nerves?  Is it luck?!  Gus’s last days. Feeling that way as I sat down on my living room flower and looked outside at a pot of fake flowers on my dirty balcony.  Kind of eerie.  Kind of okay.  Someone texted me recently and called me a fucking asshole.  probably accurate.  In hiding.  Remember I saw you in a photograph with your partner, both wearing matching band t-shirts.  I was looking at a machine and being asked questions and the machine was featureless.  I could not tell you at all what it looked like or what it really did.  is that featureless?  Im’ going to shower soon and have a wet shave.  Looking at who people value and appreciate tells you a lot about them.    I tent to live my life with a typical hong kong-here-today-who-knows-where-tomorrow-attitude.  I’ll likely never have my great motorcycle moment.  I could never drive a motorcycle. I’m too much of a candyass.  There’s a nice breeze coming through my window.  I’m coming home!!!  You know what?  I am pretty excited for the new I Know What You Did Last Summer movie.  legacy.  Strange how I ended up with two rubber crocs.  Destiny?  (Big blue). Still have that gold piece of rubber.  All good things are falling away from me.  a punkah is a large fan suspended from the ceiling in India, operated by an attendant pulling a rope,  My turquoise ass! My teal ass!  Still thinking of the whole din of sin cast as werewolves, something like that.  North West can’t sing worth a tin shit!  I might be social later on today.  How did the dubia chocolate trend go vial?  How didn’t it?!  that’s the question I should be asking . why don’t I fee lust anymore?  Once interrupted her at cash register.  Hates me for life. 

thought it was queen pineapple for a second but i was possibly dead wrong (supply closets and incorrect amounts on checks!)

 

Love that one lashes album so much.  I was living inside of it for a while and protected me with pure liquid emotion I could swim in and drink.  My god, did not realize that Jolt has a 4k physical release.  Jolt is another amazon movie starring Kate Beckinsale. It’s a total pile of crap but I love it so much and have watched it dozens of times and fantasized about her character in that movie thousands of times.  As a sign of respect and honor I need to buy this physical release.  The cover looks great. I am a deeply sad person.  love that werewolf scene in the movie trick r’ treat.  Or do I? the more I learn the less I want to know.  Maybe’ll start a vampire series.  Great actress, never realized how flawless her accent is cause I’m dumb.  Air smells good outside today.  I’m washing my sheets.  I love Ana Barbara’s legs in pantyhose.  It’s one of the few things I have left to live for.  Pantimedias.  So hot.  If only after a long night of rehearsal and concert she would use my face as her personal footrest while berating me in her native tongue.  Ni loca.  One of my faves to.  I’m watching a movie about Indians.  Real happy about that upcoming dirt cheap violator collection that’s coming out.  Always wanted to read that.  need moore.  Probably won’t even be able to afford given my current financial situation (see previous post).  Jennifer tilly looked so hot in Bride of Chucky!  Or did she?! The more I learn the less I want to know.  Just took a tremendous crap.  You gotta epilogue it at some point.  You’re destroying yourself.  “you’re my favorite.”  It’s important to leave things behind when they no longer work.  maybe go for a walk today.  Maybe eat carrots today.  Maybe get a good night’s sleep tonight.  Reduce mind pollution.  This cannot continue.  You are pushing yourself away from.  Maybe I’ll skip shaving today.  Maybe I’ll visit an ATM today.  I already drank a can of pineapple juice.  Maybe now I’ll go have a tall glass of tepid tap water (my favorite).  I’ll need some coffee at some point . there was a small paper insert in the year book.  I remember reading batman adventures annual number one back in the day.  writing some things out long hand with help.  Don’t expect too much from the end of the.  I have hunger.  Aliens nuked mars! Read the science!  I took a nap recently.  I didn’t have the chops!  I couldn’t cut the mustard!  Eye crossing!  Poison Ivy cosplay!  Me and my girl named bimbo!  Acapella!  It’s day now and the day is shining like a dandelion.  I have five kids and they all grew up to be serial killers!  What are the odds?!  Was interesting listening to the phillip klass of pro wrestling dissect the charlotte tiffy situation.  Go away heat, not heel heat!  I like to stare at people with my mouth open.  I need to buy a blonde wig for myself.  It’s all in the ear of the behearer.  Plastics.  This country was built on the plastics industry.  It should have been red instead of green.  Rubbed one out and then felt empty afterward.  Need to eat a bar of granola.  I’m so empty.  Miss you.  I wasn’t exactly dressed for disco dancing.  You’re my favorite.  My whole life is a work.  come.   I’m going to read for a while.  I have nothing to show for my life.  Maybe one day the Hungarian.  I already used up the one hundred dollars cash American I had in the white envelope.  I’m gonna go for a drive soon.  Think I’ll listen to carly rae whilst driving around.  Adjudication is in process!  Adjudication could take years!!  Centuries!!! Millennia!!!! My t-shirt smells all musty.  I feel like a stale bastard.  Maybe I should eat a whopper soon.  It’s been years since I ate a whopper.  Or has it?!  the more I learn the less I want to know.  I am such a boring person.  I consistently bore the shit out of myself.  I bore myself to sleep at night.  I gotta start punching walls more often.  Bathory is on the mend.  Another nice day out.  So why can’t I bring myself  to go for a walk?  I don’t have the balls!  Also, I’m too consumed with self loathing.  It makes lot of different activities harder than they should be.  I’m tired a lot.  Tired of myself.  If I ever meet her I hope she chokes me out with her feet.  I’d like a slice of pizza but I don’t want to be seen in public paying for and/or eating a slice of pizza.  Remember that time you were hanging out with a couple of friends, eating five dollar pizza on the sidewalk and some smelly loser homeless bastard came up to ya’ll and you generously gave him the rest of the pizza cause you and your friends were full?  I used to be a good person.  remember that time you had a successful life?  No?  that’s because it never fucking happened you worthless fuck!!! I don’t have very interesting thoughts anymore.  Still thinking about Stephanie Vaquer today.  Or am i?! the more I learn the less I want to know . need to correct myself there because she IS interesting.  Self conscious writing.  Nothing I do is ever natural.  Nothing I do is ever worth a tin shit.  I could go for some chicken wings right now.  too bad I don’t have any money.  Too bad my face is so ugly.  too bad I’ve never done anything worthwhile in my life.  The golden penetrators! Can’t wait to go to sleep tonight.  Being asleep is my favorite thing.  Fearless is underrated.  I realized the reason I never have any good moments is because I’m always present.  It’s hard to exclude yourself from your own day.  someone had on a green shirt last night.  Unfinished screwdriver. 

also jolt, loved the terrible jolt and the part with the fish....

 

The Dark Angel wants all of them.  Need to buy the director’s cut of hat . I’m intentionly obfuscating there.  shouldn’t be a surprise.  My whole life is a work.  I adored ed’s art on superman back in the day.  or did i? the more I learn the less I want to know.  At Eh-stand and deliver.  Adorable.  I really like the color pink.  Do I dare eat ramen for lunch and for dinner?  I really love that one song from the barbi soundtrack.  It’s a piece of cake.  One of my fall time favorite moments is on that motorcycle in the tunnel, cue the new wave, cue my tears. The nineteeth!  Stream!  Fatal fourway!  Paranoia’s getting to me again.  Time to brush my teeth, take a shit and steal once more into the inky night!  Morning of the magicians, eh.  Strange occurrences last night.  Ate another turkey sandwich with pineapple juice recently.  Pineapple juice remains the best thing in my life right now.  need to wash the sheets.  Need to finish secret wars.  Like the smell of bleach.  And she said, well that’s a good idea.  Some was asking for YAT YAT YAT.  Couldn’t quite figure out who.  Oh God, the raw fear coursing through me when I saw that thin black cable, a circle, against the beige, raw raw fear.  Couldn’t have silence.  Black thong pov.  I want to be tied up.  I read a book called magic a while back.  I appreciate the difficulty and discipline in mastering the deck.  Good display.  Was the blonde the plant.  Door wouldn’t open until I did the manly thing of using my shoulder.  then the awkward sprint to my car, peeling out . I got the hell out of there, me!  please let that finally be the end of it.  end’s with absurdity . the pocket communities that rise up . I’m part of the cast.  Maybe the saddest part.  Please just let that be over.  Gotta cut back for a while on the dangerous sacred.  Brain is not able to cope.  It’s un-American to be taken against my will!  Glorified version of a.  talking about muslims last night.  Was I hallucinating?  Just what the hell was going on?!  Suddenly everything was dark.  Only a buxom muslim, a fat greasy cowboy and a magician.  Were these people real?  Disguises.  I began receiving communication from outside intelligences.  I got the hell out of there, me!!! thought about being tied up and then a Brazilian bbw named Britney forcibly shoves her foot into my mouth while telling me things I can’t understand.  I hear you, you bastard!  The moon scares me.  I need to have a wet shave a take a walk.  Or do i? the more I learn the less I want to know.  Need to buy laundry soap, bar soap and paper towels.  And a fifth of whiskey.  Need to buy a book called veronica.  I’ll probably get around to reading the new Pynchon at some point.  Fuck, I don’t know.  Writing water.   I failed many times but I have to try to write water.  From the gutters of new York.  Need to find a new place to haunt.  Really liked haruki’s first couple of books.  Or did i?!  the more I learn the less I want to know. Hands shaking.  I just took a tremendous crap!  My financial situation changed.  As such, I had to cancel a couple subscriptions that aid in the evacuation of my balls!  My life is falling apart around me!  indrid.  It’s okay, I tell myself, you’ll feel better after having a wet shave and going for a walk.  I don’t’ give a good goddam about those wolves they brought back.  who gives a crap?  Wasting time on stupid shit!  Holy shit, that cover of timewarp no. 5 really smokes!  I gotta see if I have a dollar bill lying around.  That fucking idiot bob was pointing the camera in the wrong fucking direction and consequently the UFO flew the fuck away and he failed to take a picture of it!!  was watching a woman in lingerie sitting her fat ass on a cake she baked and I just lost it.  I really just fucking lost it!  one of my favorite things in life is to really really want something, obtain it and then to almost immediately with the same familiar feelings of sadness and emptiness that I had before.  Really like that song white bird.  Heard it in a diane lane movie.  I cry at almost every  movie.  I cry all the time now.  I should run for public office.  Japan strong style!  Need to watch more of the japan strong style!  Or do i?! the more I learn the less I want to know.  Remember that time you asked that beautiful fat assed Latina at the bar if you could buy her a drink and she said no?! hahahah!   Man, you are such a fucking loser!  Good thing I still have a subway gift card or I would fucking starve to death!  Balls of meat, American cheese, olives, jalapenos and mustard!  Toast that shit!  I love every piece of crap that Kate Beckinsale puts out.  Can’t remember the name of the recent spy one that went directly to amazon!  Wait, I remember now!  impromptu writing! Canary Black!  What a pile of crap! I watched it at least a couple dozen times!  I just ate a purported heart healthy mix for a cute little snack (washed it down with a glass of tepid tap water, my favorite).  That should help counterbalance the staggering amount of whiskey and wine I imbibe on a nightly basis!  Or should it?!  the more I learn the less I want to know!  Been a while since I ordered used pantyhose.  Man, those were the days.  Last pair she’d worn during her kickboxing classes.  She was so accommodating.  I just totally fucking lost it when I smelled the feet part.  Heart racing just thinking about it!  old faithful!!! Glass traps. 

and it was round

 

Was the phone call a work?  finals events.  Parsons.  Ultra.  Careful.  At some point, certain people, their entire life becomes a work.  maybe we want it that way.  It was raining recently.  Ring in my mouth.  Humiliation kink.  The humiliation kink cannot be underestimated.  Remember that time I tried to learn drive in Saturday on the bass guitar and I failed?  I fail at most things.  white trash all around me!  glenrock nine! Careful not to work yourself into a frenzy or you’ll have to drink until you pass out.  The farting made in hosiery who farts while she cleans! Brilliant!  Where’s my copy of all star?  Need to read more of that jimmy olsen comic book.  left upper chest area feels flighty.  Yet tight!  Gotta make time to watch all the Yasmeen episodes! Or do i?!  the more I learn the less I want to know.  I can only conclude that Patsy was the one who wrote that note.  And if one concludes then the only possible explanation is that it was either she, John, Burke that committed this act or it was John or Burke and then Patsy entered into a conspiracy with the perpetrator to cover up the crime.  No one should listen to me though.  I ain’t got no good grammar!  Jack “King” Kirby really was incredible.  I recently cooked and ate some chicken.  Black lab named Harvey! Scary stuff!  Brillo de luna!  I’m chubby and clean shaven.  Everyone who knows me well knows what my favorite spike lee joint is.  Or do they?! The more I learn the less I want to know.  Gotta get caught up on nxt.  Once knew a waitress with a really great ass.  Truly gorgeous ass.  Circus.  Thought about drawing.  I don’t have a functioning printer.  Need to print some things.  I need glue.  Or rubber cement.  Would love ana de armas to punch me.  started watching something that seemed like a real piece of crap.  I was eating grapes during the act.  I have the hiccups.  I am she.  Need to apply for that job where I’d be wiping ass!  Son of hope.  Iha’s album pretty good.  Recollections earlier.  But I cannot comment on the golden triangle.  But recollections.  Distortions.  So lovely.  Fragile.  And tender.  I miss.  Time travel.  He was focused on only one iteration of her but there were others.  He was so self serving.  I was drinking honey mustard straight from the bottle.  Saw a book of photographs I wanted to buy but I don’t have any money.  Need to hurry up and finish my application to professionally wipe gracie bon’s ass!  I didn’t have my corrective eyewear on last night so I was not fully able to appreciate that cocktail dress.  I began the day eating a turkey sandwich and drinking a can of pineapple juice.  Or did i?!  the more I learn the less I want to know.  Writing and reading reports is fun.  Self delusion is fun.  Alicia was only in 3 episodes but made a big everlasting impression on the fandom and on yours falsely.  Linda was a good looking lady.  Roleplay.  Delusion.  Growing to embrace and loving the lie.  Believing the lie.  Believing the life.  Lie becomes life.  Lie becomes reality.  Willing something into existence.  Gal at the bar last night with a huge and lovely ass crammed into black pants.  Then she was puking into the garbage can.  I’m reading new fictions.  They were preparing us for something that never came.  Wonder if part 2 is simply cancelled.  Maybe if I go out for some pizza I’ll have a chance encounter at a sporting goods store.  Liked that was chilly last night.  I like yellowed pages.  Lars Bang is a fucking liar!  It’s noisy today.  Too many perspectives.  There is no actual truth.  Fuck the Regency!  Is charlotte mad at The Dark Angel?  Was listening to tom waits last night while on my way to that date with the monkey on my back.  I had hoped the song would somehow conjure up a previous time, that I may once know myself.  That I may once again feel something.  I recently read a really interesting short story.  Nonsense is helping me find my way back.  big woman sitting on a burrito and a chicken sandwich.  Big woman sitting on a loaf of bread.  typing with one hand.  Microwave ovens.  Lot of things we can’t see: microwaves, infrared waves.  We’re not allowed to know.  Need that devil dinosaur collection.  My lunch was decent.  Balls and spirit empty.  I love strikes again.  You let her wear the tights!  If I had the money I’d go out searching right now!  I’d have that genesis song on in the background.  Maybe I’d even wear those heart shaped glasses (don’t break my heart).  I’m full of self defeat.  Can’t kick.  Gotta kick.  Need to read the full report on the Napolitano case.  Reports are everything.  Took it for granted.  Wish I could be in tangier right now, sweating it out and drinking and writing reports.  Maybe have some jazz on in the background.  nova.  Still haven’t found my zwan stickers.  We must never be apart!!!  Just took a crap.  My shit style’s been off lately.  And my stool darker than normal.  Fun house the searing sound of summer.  Fun house incredible.  My dark angel.  With you until the end.  Lady death cosplay model.  I was someone’s last friend.  be careful how you treat people.  Just read another short story.  A great one.  garielle.  Need to clean my bathtub.  Need to start eating my supper off newspapers on the floor.  Need to find a bland and deeply unsatisfying office job.  I’m going to just deep repeating the same unfortunate patterns until it’s all over.  Resorting to myself.  Gonna watch a movie soon.  Wood.  Someone saying “move” woke me up twice.  Then someone making an ugly sound, sounded like my mother.  That conversation with the reptilian.  Pretty name.  kids are so stupid.  Four times faster than an f22. 

pay for more high priest trauma? (re-activate account to buy used hosiery?)

 

Remembering of course that time at the party when Alyssa walked up and said hi to me. still one of the greatest moments of my miserable and utterly worthless life.  Need to buy some milk for cereal.  Soy milk.  Cause cows are for calves.  Sex me!  I remember going to a store to buy a used 3 disc album.  Then I listened to it in a small shitty studio space.  Love it all.  Noches sin luna.  Love that too.  Love rediscovering love.  Or do i?!  the more I learn the less I want to know.  Ate wings recently.  With strawberry juice.  Then I brushed my teeth.  Then I scoped out some Brazilian bbw’s but they didn’t really do anything for me.  desire is leaving me.  it also could have been the stiff drink I had before consuming the wings.  A stiff drink in the afternoon always makes me feel a little sleepy.  I thought about going out to search.  But then I felt so weary of it all I ultimately decided against it.  what would I do if the search ended in success?  I don’t have enough clues to go off.  I don’t have anything.  Just greased up my hair so I can go buy some raspberries later.  There will be a catastrophe the likes we’ve never seen!  Egg shaped.  Disease is giving me prick animal.  The grift of it all is fascinating.  The deep seated need to believe.  There is nothing coming ever.  But it is fun to run around pretending.  It’s all just pretend.  Most days if you time it just right you can see me drinking mustard straight out of the bottle.  Numero una has me.  the poetry of The Lemon Kid has me.  I will find her.  coca cola t shirt?  I regret that no one greets me with a smile anymore.  Should I jack off?  even two crocodiles aren’t helping me out.  Microwavable croc.  I just found one of my favorite plectrums, covered in dust.  I read 40 pages of a book I’d read before this morning.  I really enjoyed those pages.  I first read it while sitting in a Mexican restaurant.  Or did i?  the more I learn the less I want to know.  I’m leaving myself.  I’m disappearing little by little.  Everything stripped away.  No,nothing is working.  What’s wrong with me?  I need to get my mojo running.  Never really good into anything patton.  Don’t force it if you’re not feeling it.  nothing to gain.  i’m not depressed I’m just disappearing.  Blood rimmed tide.  I had it then I lost it.  the.   I almost went for a walk today but I talked myself out of it.  I just yawned.  I’m going to cook some meat now.  there’s so little of me left .  you took all meaning when you left.  Maybe I should drink some wine.  I’m yawning again.  I love being asleep.  Reading about gracie bon right now.  there’s a woman at the bar that always plays the absolute shittiest music on the electronic jukebox thing but she has a glorious ass and is always showing it off so I don’t mind.  I like to drink alcohol when I’m at the bar.  the BBL smell!  Planet X!  I have very limited math and science skills.  New clip available: Stinky Nylons Sniffing! Thank God!  They look so happy.  I love Hanna and jane.  I just took a crap.   Can’t write today.  I’m trying but nothing’s coming out.  Drink or lack of drink and uncertainty and malaise are prohibiting me.  or are they?  The more I learn the less I want to know.  Political machinations!  I woke up at a decent hour today.   Sleepy again.  My rectum lined with red frog eggs.  Ate sardines (Mediterranean style) and a banana for lunch.  Also, had a glass of luke warm tap water to wash it down with.  Then I washed my dishes.  Then I sat around on beige carpet, felt depressed and thought about feeling depressed.  I started yawning.   Decided to take another crap and have a wet shave.  Gonna listen to a new Katia Guerreiro album at some point.  Probably when I’m driving around and feeling depressed.  Need to put some petrol in my car.  Maybe buy a cheap bottle of wine.  Need to find my library card.  Should spend more time at the library.  Extra thick!  Megasus!  When will Vaquer start selling merch?  I’ll buy 47 of everything.  Or will i? the more I learn the less I want to know.   Watched part of a good movie last night right before passing out on my floor.  Only part of the day I didn’t feel like a total piece of crap.  If only I could make it to tangier.  I need to sweat more.  I’m washed up.  Tummy all upset again.  Hard to trust coulthart.  A playful giantess crushing me between her bountiful butt cheeks, giggling.  Alas, not in this lifetime.  Man, I’m depressed.  Just down.  then I was suddenly reminded of a song that reminded me of you and I guess that felt good.  Nice day out.  At least it seems so smelling through my window.  Then I remembered cutups in a cowboy hat while a female centric martial arts movie played in the background.  But that wasn’t you.  Magic.  And the passion.  I’m as troubled as the oyster.  Never be mine.  would like to deep dive coast.  To coast.  But would be selective.  Shuck?  Dreamland.  The high priests and priestesses have me.  the unpublished memoir of the abductionist’s wife has me.  be careful when venturing into the unknown country.  Be careful with the roads you travel.  Be careful that you do not manifest something through belief.  I made it all up but it came true anyway.  What does that make it?  what does it mean?  Sickert and the ripper crimes.  Plush avocado.  Were you high?  Still missing.  You.  “I care about you.”  I keep returning to the same old places.  Creaky memories.  I am going to use them all up.  A work?  old-fashioned.