I’m in a constant state of perplexion right now. Everything seems like it’s coming at me head on, as if I were a deer standing on a highway at night. Nothing seems right. I think I’m hungry, but I just had food a couple of hours ago. Has it been hours? It seemed like it was minutes. Where am I right now? How much longer is this drivel going to last?
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Last night, quite by accident, I caught Bjork on Charlie Rose. As usual she was fabulous. I think I’ve heard everything she said before, but it’s different coming from her directly. Her voice and mannerisms make the words alive. It’s quite spectacular.
In keeping with my PBS whore-dom, I watched Sister Wendy in America. I missed most of her previous series; I’m determined to watch this one through.
This weekend will definitely be calmer than last.
Antonin: It’ll be good all right. It’ll be the best you’ve ever had. Trust me.
John: I know what I’m into. How far are you will to go?
A: I’ve gone deeper into the reaches of kink that it’s not even funny.
J: Details?
A: Blood, guts, San Onofre Nuclear Power Plant, MTV. Enough?
J: Well…
A: Look. I need to make my money somehow. If you’re from the Times, fuck off. If not, let me in and let’s go.
J: How much?
A: I’m fucking priceless.
ATTITUDE is worth its weight in gold here. The thicker, the better.
The picnic was great. It uplifted my spirits. I tried to get some of my co-workers to go with me, but the prevailing opinion was, “I’m not into that lovey-dovey shit.” So there you go. I guess I’m “lovey-dovey”.
It’s been quite an exciting time the past several days. It can be mostly chronicled here.
For now, I’m absolutely beat. I’m craving fried chicken, and I need to buy lotto tickets. $85 million would be nice right about now.
I’m going to have a mini-picnic for lunch today. I brought my lunch today, and since it’s been quite sunny lately, I’ve decided to eat out in the open. I have left over kabobs with rice pilaf, pita bread and hummus. I’ll be reading “After Yesterday’s Crash” an anthology of Avant-pop works. I only wish I brought my camera. It’s nice to look at the cars going past.
I was out jogging last night where I saw this boy jogging towards me. The first thing I noticed about him was his arms (which has become a huge turn-on for me). Usually I tend to ignore everyone around me when I jog, so I can go into a yoga-like meditation. This boy, though, broke all of that. I actually smiled and said hi to which he replied with a coquettish smile. This threw me off badly, so I stopped jogging (good thing I about two-thirds of the way through). My hormones have been resurrected.
I once again have a camera, so LA beware. I have been going through a terrible creative block that’s affected my writing, music etc. I have only been able to think in pictures. Hopefully, once I get these pictures taken, I will be able to write once again.
It’s been quite humid as of late. I can feel it in my hands. They were aching me all Saturday night. I tried to drink to numb it, but it didn’t work. I just want the weather to be dry (like it’s supposed to be here in LA) so all of this pain will just go away. Argh!
It’s quite annoying that it’s 8 am and I am wide awake. That hasn’t happened ever.
Quite a weekend. Friday night, I saw the eX-Girls play in Silverlake. I am now definitely certain that Japanese people are purely bizarre. Now, I don’t mean that they are bizarre just for the sake of it, but it is in their “collective unconscious” to be strange; it’s a fact of life for them.
Saturday was quite a busy day. I had a late lunch with Madd at Eurochow which was very yummy. Came home to change and went with Alex to his friend’s birthday and then to Club Make-up where they had a tribute to Madonna. Now, Club Make-up is probably the only place in town with a decent drag show. (I haven’t seen a good drag show since Chameleon’s closed down 2 years ago in Santa Barbara.) Sooo much fun.
Sunday was recovering day, mostly, since I was hung over most of the day. Had dinner at PF Chang’s with Madd then went to bed. And yesterday was truly a do-nothing day.
I have no idea what I’m doing this week. But fun fun fun!
