Wednesday, October 26, 2011

mdviii

What’s with skulking?   I like the ones
more experimental.   Today, everytime
I stand (I am usually sitting), I get the
feeling I’m going to pass out.   Not your

average pass-out feeling.   And as we
learned on Friday night, I have never once
passed out.   So I drink lots of liquids and
have the leftover wonton soup from last

night while reading Oh my chin-chin china
chow dog for graceless dinner bong hoop

(James Schuyler) [roll eyes] and send
sanka card
.   I’m so lunky and happy.