_kiwi
June 22, 2008
today at westside market. i also saw a grape. it’s a fucking goldmine!
(i was sick in bed for three days. this is about all the excitement i got) (well, other than i.’s office party) (oh, and shopping my ass off with e.) (okay, i suck)
_i can now say, with great confidence,
June 1, 2008
some things move backwards, this can’t be avoided. nor changed.
_just for me
May 27, 2008
is it bad karma to steal somebody else’s fortune cookie? we were sitting in one of those chinese restaurants with the big round tables. the french couple sitting next to us left their fortune cookies unopened. i, of course, couldn’t resist…
_bedscape
May 2, 2008
then he will take me to the room\ with the white bed\ and walls\ to the edge\ we might fall\ too cold\ too hot\ in the white room\ too late\ too soon\ in the white\ room
_topography
April 2, 2008
_inventory
December 14, 2007
(this is not a drawing of a. who is young and beautiful, whereas this lady is old and sad).
j. (who is young and beautiful and sad) tells me she feels like a ghost. says she feels like a guest in her own life. we’re in a cab on the way to the mall, where she can truly be happy. i want to make her happy.
r. is speaking of change. says he feels it slowly, like an avant garde movie. we’re sharing a semi flat tuborg, wrapped in a security blanket. i’m glad some things don’t change.
a. is back to point a. with s. once removed. it doesn’t seem to make any sense, but i can understand why he’s doing it.
j.j. is still an orange dot. i can wait.