2002-01-30 - sometime earlynightish

snow, i wish i could shovel you up and away, but my mom saw me trying to sweep you and she told me to go inside because i have a cold (even if you are oh so enticing to shovel).

kerouac taught me to leave my women on the side of the road and to eat my chicken (no no colonel you're doing your chicken all wrong!) with milk as a great protein feast in my left hand and type with my other.

i like buying yoshitaka amano books off ebay.

oo. i'm not sure if i like making stupid puns involving Soul Coughing and my bad cough. let's say i do.

also enjoyable is vanilla coke.

my eyelids feel all fiery when they close.

in personal mythology, that means somebody's coming.

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