novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- oh juanita. through the muted thoughts i try to get optimistic: while i am driving home from work i fantasize about winning the lottery. i think i must be growing up when my dreams reach exorbitant economical standards because money never really mattered to me before. (why does one have to pay bills every month?) right now i am listening to a song about daytona beach by half japanese. (daytona. daytona. daytona. fun.) the pile in my room has halved itself. now there are empty picture frames, tin boxes and photographs where before there were empty picture frames, tin boxes, photographs, old letters, bills, old keys, magazines, trash, one broken printer, letterpress type, junk mail, shoes and cassette tapes. i've started painting again. the newest project will be the refrigerator: gigantic racing stripes against its army green exterior. you know what i love? houseguests. 9:42 pm - 08.07.02 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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