Wednesday, August 1, 2007

D-calf
















i found LSD again. the drought is over.




it makes me want to not sleep until summer ends an unreasonable amount.
with the spattered hallucinations pittering out i'm beat and i'm ready to sleep uninterrupted.

i'm thinking, also and out loud, that a tattoo before shuttle launch to T.O. could quite possibly be just what the doctor ordered.








SLEEP,
HAVE SEX,
WATCH TV,
EAT JUNK FOOD,
YELL AT OLD PEOPLE.
check, check, double check.
i am currently functioning at maximum potential.

1 comment:

Greg said...

Oh,

River.

For producing the sandbags?

Starterup.