"How was school?" "It was the worst day of my life--GOSH!"-Napoleon Dynamite

Clear my chakras-- sp?
DCBs...
That's it--I'm going to Santa Fe
where the air smells like pinon pine all the time
and the light is like nowhere else
not even Paris
or Nyc on late Sun afternoons

a channeler guy shaman
doo dee doo dee
nab'd moi the other day and fah-reaked me out
dude k n e w shit that there is no flipin' way...
also was told that my career shit is suckin' the fucking life/creativity out of me badly
walk away leave it at the office
keep writing
writing??@#%!*

now how the fuck

no one knows
about this psych/'70s/disappointment journo shit but m.
and he's like a best guy/ straight/ pallie and my late Jesuit /severe/ great/ uncle Msgr. Pete all smashed together
kiss kiss smackdown smackdown
and I don't even know him from 'adam or ants'
this blog slog snog shit creeps me out but wtf who knew
NM I dug
favorite line
I was in Taos skiing and this surf bum hippie goes whatta do?
Me designer
SBH ohh stained glass?
disco. yep shoulda woulda coulda
I gotta get back there to visit
quick