Drink ocean

Too drunk and lazy to type it but George Sand on trying to drink the ocean of time. >>

I toy with the idea of a blog to work on after drinking alone. You drink alone and like what.


THE TAPED UP CUT
THE CLEANED UP ICE
SHORTY COME AROUND
I CLEAN UP NICE

The soul is mysteriously unsatisfied. It wants violence all day sex all night. What species is this? What species is this? Is it supposed to go down like this? Like curiouser and curiouser.

Should make a collaborative blog with some particular friends, so that when we are corrupted with splenetic booze we could post. Ay?

THE TAPED UP CUT
THE CLEANED UP ICE

I dunno, drink and sleep and wake to fuck drink to sleep party and bullshit. You so major They should front page ya

EMAILS NOT to SEND

The soul is mysteriously unsatisfied. It burns to have a thing to conceal so that it can be unconcealed before the beloved. A pellicle slips
Off the special thing.
Now you are on your feet at last
Why dont you leave me.
Go away to your clean house.
I am in my dirty house, drinking TV and watching scotch.
I am in Medusa's freezing cold house bundled up in the dusky soft afternoon. it's awesome there are good cds.
Do you want me
To burn you
Should I burn you a copy
Beloved listener
Or should I just let you borrow it