Wednesday April 14, 1993 10:25pm getting ready for bed Well I’ve come to the end of yet another journal, which still finds me alone to manipulate the Grateful Dead, it’s been a strange, lonely trip….
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the next to last post
this is not the last post. there are no violins, there are no credits to roll. there is just me, just like started. there is just a very, tired, sleepy, sleepy eyed me, and there…
no sleep ’til brooklyn
joots, jake, calli, the wes, wendy, heather, these are the people that i love. my eyes they would love to close and my poor, poor brain it stopped working sometime around 2.
i worry over situations that i know will be alright
we have come to the point in the daynightdaymorning time where the song Overkill has taken on incredibly more meaning and significance than it ever, ever should. last week mmj sent me this song but…
three paragraphs
i posted three paragraphs over at Backwash – Content – Hawaiian Punch in Cocktail Glasses. i only got three done this week. i was too busy watching the TTHM sleep and grinning to myself about…