I've forgotten what it feels like

Today to get around the swear word blockers at
Work some friends and I
Are writing to each other in
This fashion

So juvenile and
Unnecessary but it passes the
Creeping day so I say
Keep it!
Even though it just looks and sounds like annoying emails from
Russia advertising c!als and V1koDen

Oh Yeah

I forgot this part. Last night, on the way back to sleeping with someone one just met, we stopped at Tom's Diner, a 24 hour bad food place on Colfax. The woman at the table next to ours came over and asked me to tell her boyfriend that she loved him and always would. Of course I obliged. Then he bought our breakfast. And I also saw a woman that I know who's from eastern Europe.

My Desk Is Messy

My eyes are barely open today. I smell like yesterday. Sleeping with someone one just met is gratifying. Sometimes it stinks, too. Writing for a friend who puts up with a lot of my shit makes me really happy. Thanks A.
My desk is messy.

PP squared

Here it is. I'm here and I know you've all been waiting for it. Presence and poise. Passion and playfulness. All will be forth coming. PPPP, that's my motto. It's kind of awkward when I first meet people and announce, "My motto is PPPP." However, for the ones that stick around after such a grandiose pronouncement, the return is in P's. Two such people that stayed on for the psychedelic (the p is silent) ride are slanger,
http://slangerhobo.blogspot.com/ , and ang,
http://kickedmavis.blogspot.com/ ,
and they're the ones who made me do this.