all shall be well all shall be well and all manner of things shall be well julian of norwich

Monday, January 14, 2002

William and Harry
the real scandal that has yet to emerge is that he grew the weed himself in the garden behind his fathers country house. he was nice enough to share with the country folks at the pub who gave him some drinks in return but the one guy who wasnt asked to go along to toke got mad and ratted him out unsubstaited web rumor fark.com

grandmother is a prig.grandfather is an imprealist papa is a reactionary mama is a simpering narccisest media whore.

but the sons tell photogs to fuck off and smoke dope and act human. plus they are jailbait hotties



other shit

My university id has a way i can add cash to it ,i know they are tracking me but fuck it its convient. it also has the telus logo on it i am not sure why



my birthdays tomorrow



Today after work i went to wendy's . the guy at the front counter had a name tag that said forgetful,his name was jason and he forgot his at home he also said i am supposed to upsell do you want anything more.i said no and that i was worried about waste.



at work about half way thru i have a point where i reach zen, i no longer notice time,it sort of drifts merrily away. the first eleven hours were like that until someone used the word "paki". i said that isnt cool an dhe started berating me.



i miss the casual give and take of email and im. i have delvoped these net buddies and becuase i depend on someone elses computer or on the unis i havent been able to do anything about it. add that to my lack of mp3s,all my poetry i have been working on not being worked on,and the fact that i spent a couple of hours a night there i am feeling withdrawl



jeff koons bisected,disected never see there cunts or faces floating in a pop cult vortex new paintings have a disturbing misogynist undertone it is way too tempting to blame this on the pornstar ex



kenneth nolands colors are lurid and lavicous, the colors of consumption. lemon yellow, femmine hygiene lavendar,bakery store box pink,the violet of dawn in a city whose lights never go out. i know he is supposed to be a non objectivist, but anybody with a pallette like that has seceret desires. and the concentric circles seem to close to targets.

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