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2004-02-18 - 12:55 p.m.
So many things in life make me feel filthy.
Like my car. And my desk at work and the fact that I am going to eat a turkey pot pie for lunch.
And also my bedroom and my clothes and the vitamins I take.
Dirty. So dirty.
I'm like porn without the nudity.
I just keep acting out this terrible pizza boy scene for people to beat off to when they're alone and desperate.
Actually, perhaps it's for me when I'm alone and desperate.
I doubt that I'll ever really be alone, but I'm sure as hell a pro at desperate.
I'm having a little trouble getting to the point today.
I suppose I don't know what it is.
I'd like to stand outside in the wind and laugh about how silly we all are trying to go to work in the weather.
Wind is for staying at home in your tree trunk and crunching on nuts. Sometimes its also for scampering up to the top and holding on tight in the swaying, thrashing branches.