Skunks came to lick my eyes in the night. Small black birds feasted on my guts. There is someone named Bobby-Lucy who is entering this quadrant, claiming to be my advice guide of the moment. She is not. There is a boil on my cheek, it's ok, it's purple.
Today is for inside/outside living, achieving something with yaps and small brushes and returning without really returning to the ideas in my junkyard. Painting has been virtually non-existent for weeks and even drawing has seemed unusually hard. Where is the porpoise of truth, not in liquid or dry formats, not in gesture or spills, not in patterns or squeaky bits. Resolution anticipates coming in January. I am trying hard not to buy heroin for the holidays. I have many many families to visit. If anyone has heroin please call me.
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Heroin can be put to effective use is one argument to myself.
But MM, heroin is heard to be dangerously addictive, are you not worried about the consequences on your health and general outlook?
Listen MM, sometimes I worry about this but then I think, wtf, I can't bear to live through the holidays one more time as myself. Let's try it as a junkie, see what I'm saying?
You have a point.
hm, smack at christmas: interesting idea. might be worth a try... but it would be safer just to double up on SSRI's, and spike the egg nog with codeine.
But Slothy, why use the egg nog as a vehicle when codeine tastes so darn good on its own???? See what I'm saying?????
SSRI's are no good for MM this year. Not strong enough. SMACK injected straight into the bum cheek. That's what I need.
My pale bum cheeks are ready for the real raw deal. My hair turned into icicles over night. Did this happen to anyone else?
I must go drop off my painting for HELLO SUNDAY!!!!!! VERY SOON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
mm, were the icicles on the bum hair? please clarify.
idea #2: a smack-popsicles!
Yes, yes and yes.
mm, would you like me to ask my neighbor johnny about the H. While he swears to me that he is "off that shit" I might be able to buy some oxy from him - or just dip into his methadone stash a little.
I spotted Johnny walking ferociously last night down the street, coat open, no gloves, no hat. Something is making him impervious to the cold ass winds.? I wonder... well, actually I think it is meth. He likes to explore all ends of the drug experience spectrum.
Heroin would be perfect for my beige. Good time-waster.
I have been at beige a little over an hour now. I think I am done for the day. How am I going to kill the next six hours?! Help.
Are there no markers for you to sniff, FB? No glue?
i am trying rocking back and forth at break neck speed. wonderfully disorienting. also i may spray a little urine in some of the fake plants scattered about. i could search out some white outs.
why do i have to be here? why? why?
at least it is warm.
i am pathetic
i am sick of myself and this stupid fucking depression. it's really just boring and tedious.
anonymous, you noes what yu need? KRUNK and a cooky! thas right. we needs to get the jig out - slide it out and spray. thaz right - - cinnamon krunk. now where's my plastik bag?
i think it is partly all the christmas music. if i hear "feliz navidad" one more time i will jump out of the window...
MM, try what my students have clamed to do, stick your head in microwave and cook at a VERY LOW SETTING FOR A VERY SHORT TIME, like on my micowave, I might just push the button that says "reheat vegitables"... you might have to fiddle with the door to make this work.
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