no more seizures by the sea

9:01 p.m. x 2004-09-16

random plights, but by no means anything major. massive vertigo can color a day extensively, but heat exhaustion isn't very nice. i only passed out for an hour this time, and it was after kara and i talked about really lovely things. so that all wound up floating around up there in a cheery blender of lispy and motorcycle bitches. puree!

before the passing out, though, i'd been reading oprah magazine, and that just may have been what did it...either way, when i woke up i'd leafed through to the page on impotent anger. i lost grip on my vision a few columns in, but it was nice to be recognized in print. not only have i not had that many oppertunities to write and diffuse stress in the past few weeks, also any writing i happen to do is really misdirected and hostile into nowhere.

i really hate this whole sleeping thing, there aren't enough hours in the day. i know i spend a grand amount of it zoned and scribbling, but that's very important that i take the time to do that. it's how i'm able to be my pleasant, wonderful self otherwise (allow me to interject with EW!).

he understands.

if anybody should ask i'm going to a seminar
pieces of the moon
sensitive heart, you're doomed from the start
(& etc)

anybody can be just like me, obviously.
not too many can be like you, fortunately.
KL 02-11