Monday, 26 May 2008

Hard times in P-town. Feeling thin, flimsy, dragging. A shift today with afternoon two-and-a-half glasses of graduation champagne, a giggling fit. Circumscribedly thankful to alcohol for changing my brain patterns.

2 comments:

Lenya said...

But you are so strong - I have enjoyed little fantasies of us singing "Down Home Girl" by the Rolling Stones together at some point during this summer. "Every time you move like that, girl, I got to go to Sunday Mass"...
Yeah and lets learn fire spinning too.

Jophet Garmon said...

dear Jophet!