HOY VACANCY

today i woke up late. too late. my home was empty. and then i sat on my bed and watched jake play FF6 or 7 or 3. After this i ate some food. and then we decided at like 8pm that his bird needed food. we went to his parents house and that damn bird was dead. just kidding.
AND THEN
AND THEN
AND THEN
we were socially productive.

and dudley did it wrong.
..as usual.

he does everything wrong. hes just so...so big. you know? i mean that dog is like the lard isle in the the mexican section of winco!! and god i hate that section. it makes me feel dirty. JOSES TORTILLA CHIPS. JOSES DRIED PEPPERS. JOSES TUB O LARD. thats dudleys place. son of a bitch.

today i collected grave rubbings. then i sat at home and read the Botany of Desire. it coincides with many conversations as of late. very strange.

Oh this new current 93 album sends chills all throughout me...ive been playing 'I looked to the southside' too many times within the last hour...i dont know why but this music pulls and claws at me like none other. Perhaps its the basis behind the music...perhaps its my connotations with it...i do not know.
Its so strange how these days have been going by. Its as if they're all connected by a mere door that i just quietly open at the end of the night and slip through and lo and behold i begin to squint for its suddenly morning. a great merging of some sort has been controlling my days, my hours, my minutes.

ive been reading about of coptology lately...and saints....and early christianity. it just intrigues me for some reason...a reason i have yet to put a finger on! For such a historically 'positive' time, there is a sort of darkness and mystery about it that i can't seem to get past.

oh i cant concentrate!