11.26.01 - 1:21 p.m.

"did you finish your song?"

"not yet, i still have to overdub the drums and put th---"

"oh no, motherfucker, you got to finish that song! get back in the basement right now, rent's coming up!@!"

*******

monday through friday, sit around watching deleted scenes on whatever dvds are around, eat a bunch of pies, run around the block, pass out, make a song, feel unsatisfied with how you've treated people, or how things are going.

saturday sunday: blow up, freak out, lose it some.

you can't hex a curse, you can't put a spell on a walking bomb. you can't hex me any more than i already am.

*******

so sorry.