16th Aug 2003

(In a hostel trying to charge my phone in an outlet in the communal kitchen)

This phone it taking forever to charge and I am so damn sleepy, fuck it all.
What am I thinking about right now? Masters and Johnson and Johnson. JFKFC. Back and to the left.


When I was visiting the guys I found this little sparrow on the sidewalk on his back desperately trying to right itself, like some feathery little turtle on his back. I sat down in front of him. I picked him up and Huffy and Colin and our little bird, Petey, who was dying, dying in my hands and we started walking home and I tried to find a nice quiet spot where I could drop him and he could die. A place he could die a peaceful death. A little place called Aspen where the beer flows like wine. Fuck it. I can't stay up. I'd make a lousy apostle. If you want to find out if someone is looking at you try yawning and then and only then if they yawn, you'll know and you can move on. So have you every hit your girlfriend? Say you're just sitting there and then you know, kerchow!