avoidance

Oct 12 2009 Monday

I am avoiding dishes.
I do not want to do 3 sink-fulls of dishes.

26 days til Matthew Good.....SQUEAL!!!!!

I am tired as shit today....I need a nap bad...but I dunno if I can manage one before I leave at 1pm...which is okay it'll just mean I will sleep like a dead armadillo tonight.

I love armadillos.
Have I posted recently how excited I am that my Aunty Leslie says she is willing me her taxidermied armadillo? Fuck! It is the ultimate! I love that weird ass thing...I already have a spot 4 it! (Don't die Aunty Leslie! I don't want it that bad!)

Ayla is still asleep...oh to be young again. Fuck I could sleep as a teenager...Couldn't ever get enough sleep...now...gawd I seem to hardly need any...its weird. I am sure that will pass and morph with time. Who knows?

Can't remember if I ever posted this like I said I would and I don't feel like scanning to see if I did so...here:

Litany Against Fear

I must not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.

Only me and these fucking dishes will remain it should say.