I should be w/in the
grasp of Queen Mab
'bout now, no?

And it's not
on a 'cuz I'm
all stimulatated
by the Prol Pull
action seen up
in here.

Noooo
sir.

Much as we
all enjoyed the
3 days of lack
of posts and
pix, I'm all
wound up
'bout it.

Just a silly
bitch, I guess!

Who's buyin'
b'fast @ Waffle
House?

I always like "rock around the clock" better.
It was just a smidge more rustic.

Butt, that's
1,000 miles
from here.

But the memory is right around the corner.

One of my favorite pics was the behind shot of me, taz and AB(?) stumbling down the street, arm in arm, headed towards the "clock".

Absolute
embodiment
of LF.

Fucks who'd never
have met except
for this xithole.

And then Pussy
nodded off in
his scrapple.

Just to keep it
Loungey.

Mmmm...the Awful Waffle.

Someone needed to mop the counter-top.

You rang, M'lady?

Can we get a "special member title" edit on Aisle 5?

And, I'm repeating
the nonsleep thing.

Being tired is tiring.

Sleep is for sober people.

Doesn't work for
me when I'm doin'
that dance, either.

Or,
I do sleep, and
I feel more
groggier and
out of it than if
I didn't.

Sleep when you're dead. There are lawns that need mowing.

Oh, fuck!

Don't call me dude!

Yeah, I was pretty fucked the next day too.

Butt, since no one really has a firm grasp on what I do, work wuz just fine.

Just one?

I drank a liter
and a 1/2 of
coffee in about
45 minutes.

That was a fun
morning.

Adjusted bowels
and jaw accordingly
for workouts.

I was pretty
funny, though.

Stream of
self/un
consciousness.