A mess of small words and poor punctuation used to chronicle my life, and the boring things I do and sometimes a thought that usually sounds inspired when written, not read.
Thursday, November 30, 2006
popcorn
when ideas become dreams then become expensive, its kind of depressing. things that get me excited make me feel like I have more of a reason to wake and be productive then they cost money and i realize scrabble championship is the answer.
I still live in clintonville, I try to finish a old bottle of bourbon in early winter, smoke my new Gandalf pipe, and read books. I will soon open a long awaited Port wine and play scrabble.
The person I love the most is my wife, and I like to flood my stomach with coffee.
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