12/20/06
Right now I have a pain in my lower gut on the right side of my body. It's not as high up as the former complaint from many months ago. Perhaps it's from overeating, perhaps it's my stress, perhaps I have bowel cancer and four months to live.
Right now I have a pain in my lower gut on the right side of my body. It's not as high up as the former complaint from many months ago. Perhaps it's from overeating, perhaps it's my stress, perhaps I have bowel cancer and four months to live.
In Yer Dreams
Of all things, I was going to church. Fortunately my church-going ways were a ruse to board a pirate radio station. The studio was on a rickety old yacht that was being held together by the rust and rats. Out at sea it was foggy and gray and cold, the water was calm and a dark gray.
Anyway the deejay and the producer were having a fight trying to get me in the middle of the fracas. I decided it was time to leave. Later on I came into some money and realized I could engender peace on the ship by refurbishing it with hardwood floors, fashionable furniture with zebra uphostery.
I suck, I can't remember shit.
