To my Friends, "But they danced down the streets like dinglebodies, and I shambled after as I've been doing all my life after people who interest me, becasue the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!"" -On The Road.
I love pens that don't skip when I'm writing with them, because, IF. THEY. DO. I'll throw them accross the room, I'll slam em on the wall! because being interrupted when im on a roll! Ahh! drives me berserk! At work hanging out with kids IS THE BEST!, ow, my arm cracked!, 'cause they just want to play and they get into little fights that are usually resolved in under 10 minutes and they're fun to watch, because they don't care how they seem, when they have a ton of dirt on their hands and clothes and leaves and sticks in their hair after recess. If they want to scream to the world " III'M MMEEEESSY! ! ! "
Let em! They're not my kids! Buahh!!!...I like learning spanish...I love people I can feel comfortable around--people I've known a long time and always prove Bests...Paco and the Padillas' live Beanie Baby collection...La Familia, which live too damn far away, but were exposed to myspace as a way of life, possibly too soon (uh-oom, eh...by me!), Reggae, Reggae: mi casa es su casa atmosphere, smoke--swirls around and smells good (nay ciggys); teaching Birdie the lab new tricks and she's getting old, scheming up horrible schemes that're not quite horrible enough!...making voices, I can do Jared (Hi Jared) pretty good now...dressing up scantily because I feel like it...being an old prude who doesn't like disneyland (Hi Kacie!)...spending the night at other people's houses--I sleep better, when I wake up in a strange place feeling like I'm still dreaming (I really love that)...playing beetoven's symphony 9 on the flute, only a short 3-4 bars, skipping all the non-melody stuff that flutes get stuck filling background noises for other instrument solos, Oh, and o-o-o- "Can You Feel The Love Tonight" is fun too, but all too lonely played alone...friendly animales, cats scare me with their bipolarness...watching for signs, reading into them...not being sentimental, clutter makes me feel stuffy...Watching plays and Reading them in different voices...Writing, learning grammar and spanish (again), asking people how do you say "blank" in spanish, being active: dancing, singing, hiking, when I have the crazy energy...trying not
to pretend I'm ha-ppy...
even though I usually am.
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