"And then I wake." And I did. wake up. a few moments ago. A phone call from SEB. explaining K's plight. And I needed to know any of it. Why? I'm not sure. it's all in the PLAN though. Fate. Karma. What have you. I don't ask questions anymore. the questions i do have are better left un-answered. So today. I feel all right. i guess. about as good as good. I'm a little shaky. well my stomach is. nerves. I don't know why. At all. I still have no job. still. and still. SEB has a QUIRKY idea. we all should move in together. Really now? yes. why not? because. I don't want to get into it. I won't accomplish much today. i never do. I don't go out of my way to get things done. Or fixed. Or cleaned. Or straight-ened out. I have to send PRD a poem. The ones I've been attempting to write for him. aren't working out. He seems to block my muse. [this could get ugly, beware] I'll get to it eventually. i assume. (When you assume, you make an ass out of YOU.) I've used that line before. In here. Out there. M is constantly talking about what she's going to do. she's making me feel guilty. Should I? feel this guilty? I mean we will have to PART someday. Am I wrong for wanting out? away for awhile. I don't think so. I don't think I'm being sel-fish. ANyways. STUFF TO DO TODAY OR JUST TO THINK ABOUT DOING TODAY: 1. CLEAN ROOM. 2. BATHE. 3. SEND POEM. 4. THINK ABOUT PRD (sigh). 5. DO SOMETHING ELSE (constructive). And that's that. Like the fuckin' cat in the big ol' hat. Knick Knack. Patty's on crack. Give your whore a bone. 5 o'clock, the cows come home. And they said I couldn't write children's stories. BASTARDS! O. I think I'll go now. And do something else. Fun-ner. "Keep your friends close... but keep your socks even closer." DFN.