Sunday, November 2, 2008

if you can't say something nice...

suffice to say that last night's show did not meet my preference. but this is beside the point.

the point it that i woke well-rested to a beautiful sunny day. i slept soundly, and reached only twice for my glasses which weren't there. my beloved spectacles were left in another county yesterday morning during a hasty retreat from Oakland Park. the night before was magnificent, and beautiful boys were chased through the homosexual streets of Wilton with a wire hanger while i searched for the American dream and tried to avoid the bats. if i were to diagram the experiment, it would read like:

capital of Texas + 1 year = ~i~ = Faye = Joan

if i = Johnny = Hunter, solve for i.

and this, too, is a ramification of the manifesto.

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