ugh… guh.. erg. these are the noises i make with my rubbery novocaine-numbed mouth. i survived the root canal. it was horrible. i went to spaceland (without gas! -sad, no gas- i love that stuff..) completely awful experience- except my (…)

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still recovering from the lingering illness, but undaunted i ventured out of sickbed-hermit hidey-hole land to see princess pocketmouse in the return of BABY ROSEBUD, the bestest accordion and drum ensemble that ever was! they were incredible- such a good (…)

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fever consumes me.. shaking and shivering wrapped in dirty sheets consumptive coughing blood into white lace hankies *i like to make it sond much worse than it is* but it is true that fever + new orleans + late september (…)

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i feel like warmed over death today.. feverish, pouding head, excess of mucus.. lovely. kill me. treated myself to: (from the healthy foods store) many packets of spicy thai noodles lime and chili chips fancy gingersnaps strawberry-kiwi ginger juice cherry (…)

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wake, wake again from strange dreams.. of prostitution; i’m organizing pens in a tray- the pens symbolize my past customers, and i’m organizing them according to their sexual prowess.. down a dark hallway- many blank doors behind each one a (…)

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stumbled home exhausted, heat-sapped, leached of energy and motivation.. ugh..naptime.. and into stress dreams.. of drama queens, bad poetry, unspectacular spectacles.. -and heartbreakingly, devastatingly beautiful american indian boys, standing on my foot.. long eyelashes like spider’s legs surrounding eyes too (…)

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Tonight, being Sunday, (my lovely solitary rainy day off) Mr. Buttons was spinning 20’s and 30’s standards at our own personal speakeasy – our deluxe Kabaret-Expat night at Mythique… Red wine flights and flurries and gin rummy – such a (…)

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last night i had the strangest dreams.. so vivid, like little movies in my head.. the first one was..the moving men are moving all of my grandmother’s antiques out of the mansion (this house, but all ours and fancier) in (…)

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heavy handed heavy hearted for no other reason than the heavy heavy heat that is weighing me down, sticking my clothes to my skin, my hair to my neck, my hand to my heart.. aches and pains, aches and pains.. (…)

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guess what? there is a baby lizard that lives in my window! he is the most amazing thing..so tiny and green..i love him! i love that my house is filled with lizards and salamandery-gecko things.. in fact… Come get your (…)

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