Sunday, July 16, 2006

dark nights and hot summer

You will wake up and see that the nights seem shorter and the days seem hotterer.

You have a misplaced sense of direction, but it will not affect you much as you stumble towards the couch.

You are ever optimistic in your endless cynical approach to acitivsm, just give in to the fatalistic blown fuse approach to the world. It will get you exactly where you are.

I sense that you are scoffing at material things like tricycles and pop tarts. Why is unclear to me, but I think it has something to do with your childhood accident.

Surely you remember the time that a clown laughed at you.

He is still laughing at you, but now he is serving five to ten in Gitmo.