Monday, October 03, 2005
Stream of Poop
The 5’11’’ blond girl with straight hair of straw colored hair one asked me to post my morning pages for the world to see. See I should back up daily I am to write three pages of stream of conscious and put in my blue spiral bound college ruled three subject notebooks. This has been a practice of mine for the last three years. Never have I thought to truly take her up on the offer. Considering the amount of weird cliché non-sensical shit that seems to perpetually flow from the pen but I am in an absolute state of delusional despair not sleeping one wink last night. I keep my body moving like solid molasses along the room of dirtiness while the Ditty Bops play in the back ground…I love to listen to quirky musician women… Best Friends Forever was a band I went to see at the high dive I need 5 shot of espresso Amanda Shauna’s friend comes to mind and her great affinity to quote knotting hill lines like pop culture is her only tutorial on relationships. We was a buxom blond which is delightful by me…she always fooled around with me took it to the make out session hall of fame and gave me her notorious line of I’m on the rag…ewewewewewewewewe I’d prefer honesty of I’m a tease we are having fun but let’s stop and go watch Benji. needless to say nothing happened with her no relationship no other fun times of close naked body excursions just a stalactite of a body movement to rest in the cave of rejection…How old were we when all this happened I think she was 18 I was 20 but why am I remember such crazy dirty memories considering I’m sloppy typing freely its crazy how I have no grammar green gremlin lines as I type this I wonder how long a sentence could go…I’m reiterating about going to star bucks and getting a 20 shot mocha …but will that make me too nervous at work??? Why is noting insightful coming out of my hands? I need the pen this typing shit is not all it’s cracked up to be I see lower downtown in my minds eye. I remember Desi’s b-day???no no it was Liz she was throwing up in the back of sexy Maria’s car…I’m girlfriend hates Pollock jokes..she hates any racial derogatory jokes…but yes Liz’s throw up flew out the front seat window and wet us in the back seat whom had our windows down…my 21 was crazy I got kicked out of the border after paying a cover in like two seconds…..ah time is up …and its times like these I see why I suck as a person…I can’t spontaneously say a damn thing oh well time to shower.
The 5’11’’ blond girl with straight hair of straw colored hair one asked me to post my morning pages for the world to see. See I should back up daily I am to write three pages of stream of conscious and put in my blue spiral bound college ruled three subject notebooks. This has been a practice of mine for the last three years. Never have I thought to truly take her up on the offer. Considering the amount of weird cliché non-sensical shit that seems to perpetually flow from the pen but I am in an absolute state of delusional despair not sleeping one wink last night. I keep my body moving like solid molasses along the room of dirtiness while the Ditty Bops play in the back ground…I love to listen to quirky musician women… Best Friends Forever was a band I went to see at the high dive I need 5 shot of espresso Amanda Shauna’s friend comes to mind and her great affinity to quote knotting hill lines like pop culture is her only tutorial on relationships. We was a buxom blond which is delightful by me…she always fooled around with me took it to the make out session hall of fame and gave me her notorious line of I’m on the rag…ewewewewewewewewe I’d prefer honesty of I’m a tease we are having fun but let’s stop and go watch Benji. needless to say nothing happened with her no relationship no other fun times of close naked body excursions just a stalactite of a body movement to rest in the cave of rejection…How old were we when all this happened I think she was 18 I was 20 but why am I remember such crazy dirty memories considering I’m sloppy typing freely its crazy how I have no grammar green gremlin lines as I type this I wonder how long a sentence could go…I’m reiterating about going to star bucks and getting a 20 shot mocha …but will that make me too nervous at work??? Why is noting insightful coming out of my hands? I need the pen this typing shit is not all it’s cracked up to be I see lower downtown in my minds eye. I remember Desi’s b-day???no no it was Liz she was throwing up in the back of sexy Maria’s car…I’m girlfriend hates Pollock jokes..she hates any racial derogatory jokes…but yes Liz’s throw up flew out the front seat window and wet us in the back seat whom had our windows down…my 21 was crazy I got kicked out of the border after paying a cover in like two seconds…..ah time is up …and its times like these I see why I suck as a person…I can’t spontaneously say a damn thing oh well time to shower.
# posted by Nick D @ 4:27 AM 
