Author: substitute

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I am full of unsayables tonight.

I want to say something about what the last three months has taught me about friendship, and the relations between the sexes, and about love, and about sacrifice, but it’s not mine to say.

I want to say something about desire and loss, and about wanting the impossible, and about communication between people who are in totally different times in their lives, but that’s not mine to say either.

I want to say things about healing pain with art, and about the gap that you can’t bridge with art or anything else, and about the necessity of dishonesty, fiction, and fantasy in every day life but that is in fact not mine to say anyway.

So, what I have to say only is this: I am a creature of incompletion. I can’t say anything above because I am just short of any kind of experience in love or in art that would entitle me to say anything to any of you, who are all beyond me.

So, floating in your wake, I offer this: I have a lot to impart about the state of incompleteness, of almost, of being a 60% solution, and about truncation and half-baked things and missed connections.

I think we frightened Andy’s friend Andy

I brought realitylost some frozen peas and kitkat bars because some jerk stuck a needle in her hip today and she can’t walk. She has too many dogs in the house. She can also recite Sydney Pollack’s remake of Sabrina along with the film in real time.

Good conversation with friendly_bandit, eamajyn, kennfusion and others at D’s tonight. Folks if you want a pet antelope you have to go to Petco and be really persistent. They keep them in the back and they don’t like to bring them up. As a second choice you can get hamtelopes which are like hamsters except they have small, transparent horns.

Drunk bartender guy at the Napa was in “fine” form tonight. Kept yelling things at 100 dB like “I HAVE TAKEN VIAGRA TWIIIIICE” or “OH JUST BLOW ME RIGHT NOW, RIGHT HERE, GODDAMMIT!!!”.

Tamara said: “We don’t want Conrad to get a girlfriend! We want him here!” No fear:

So anyway I’m going to take my half in about five

You know what the greatest thing is, it’s making someone CRY.

I’ve been in this business 15 years, insurance companies hate that; I dunno what the fuck he was thinking. I always go both ways. I don’t want to just lurch for 20 years. You don’t want to look in the back room at that place. Look at me, I’m fuckin’ DRUNK over here!

She was sweeping the outside and I pointed out a pile of stuff and she just swept around it. The cat is looking at us upside down again. He was an honorable man, and people will remember the work he did. He was a clapper? That explains so much.

What do you expect from a Yale Ph.D. with four year old triplets and a book on the way? I’m not sure which crazy you mean, but the one with the scraggly beard and the burning eyes bummed 2 cigs off me today. I’m used to seeing you confused by your camera but now you’re confused by string.

Look! I’m telling you! They aren’t really workers, they are just these.. .union… GUYS. It is not an actual elephant ear but it is in fact a sponge. I’m going to go be extreme now. You’re in the penalty box now for showing me that community. The cow foot is only $8!

She was all hey! hey hey! no way! and I couldn’t say a thing about it and then she left before we counted out the drawer. You can sum that guy up by his car and that’s pretty fucking sad.

I still fall in love with her every time I see her, but I guess that’s my fault and not hers anyway.

My favorite Saki story

“Well, you might stand as an Orange candidate for Kilkenny, or do a course of district visiting in one of the Apache quarters of Paris, or give lectures in Berlin to prove that most of Wagner’s music was written by Gambetta; and there’s always the interior of Morocco to travel in. But, to be really effective, the Unrest-cure ought to be tried in the home. How you would do it I haven’t the faintest idea.’’