Monday, June 28, 2004

its like amos tutuola in a dress at Cambridge University, really. 

,it'd be better in paris.

you broke my heart
what?




sigh.

this is absurd.


the pink people are frowning.
eh?
its a pop hit.
its like african fiction, really.
nubes rojas.
right.
i just dont want to break hearts anymore
i was mostly kidding
i just thought

i need to move to san francisco. where even sweat is sweet and sugar is shattered


(sunlight woven with silver silences)
orany, i guess.
: you'd be bett: not breaking hearts/reading Russian novels/ playing the guitar in elevators/ pensando en lo que no puede ser. . . . . . . .
: the man with the red suitwhat did you dream last night?
: i will write you something instead
: deal?
books and big booty (male) bitches?
:


discos en el 8-track:


Wilco- a ghost is born
David Cross- it's not funny
Olivia Tremor Control- animation music, vol. 1
Ellen Allien- Berlinette
Clinic- Winchester Cathedral

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