April 30th, 2005

2013, cyd, new

hey baby hey baby hey

i love this song . . . No Doubt, nonsense lyrics. doc hates it but not enough to get up and turn it off. and look, the bass downstairs that woke me up has stopped. they have got to know my noise reatliation CD as well as i do now.

now it's over, and the house sounds so lonely. 20 minutes until doc gets up, i have time for a courtney love fix as long as i keep it in here and not the living room. (note to self, always check to make sure you are only putting one CD in the drive at a time. that is not a noise you ever want to hear from electronics again)

i need to clean off my desk. if for no other reason, to uncover the nice but cheap color printer so i can use it. it has a full thing of ink and i have some assemblage stuff to print. things i can't find in magazines i have. a few of my own shots that i've been waiting to use.

i want to cover the boards of the desk, i just don't know what to use as a temporary desk.
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    but julian, i'm a little bit older than you - c. love
2013, cyd, new

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the mail man loves me after all. i got my signed copy of Poppy Z, Brite's "Courtney Love The Real Story" and the travelling journal i've been waiting for. plenty to do and read.
2013, cyd, new

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the things i said were from me, and me only. they do not represent doc's view, as i have no idea what doc's view is. now, if we're finished i have a psychotic episode to finish living through (can you believe it has been 5 weeks, and i've still managed to keep my freedom?) and really don't have time for this shit.