Tired
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Monday, November 9, 2009
Day 95 of 365
an old friend. i feel sick and sad and this ol horse i have had my whole life is the only soul to confide in
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Day 93 of 365
She's not stuck
And she's not stranded
Just a little love
is all demanded
Darker days are just
bad dreams
Slayed like serpents
Or so it seems
Rest your head on my shoulder
stay with me as we grow older
Anything I will do
Anything---I love you
poem Marc wrote to me. He wrote me much...and all of the writings have tons of feeling in them. we really hurt each other in the past, and sometimes wounds reopen and it all comes flowing back like blood that you can't stop no matter how tight you pull the tourniquet
Day 92 of 365
my two favorite jackets:
on my right, bought by Marc in 1981 London at Malcolm Mclaren's SEX store (Adam Ant era with pirate buttons)
on my left, went to a mall in Sacramento with my girlfriend in 1978 and bought this blue velvet jacket, lined in purple silk (she bought the debut album by a new group I had not heard of...Van Halen)
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Day 89 of 365 ... 11/03/09
Fired in May for misconduct...I pushed all the way to court to have my side heard. Today I found out that the Appeals court judge ruled in my favor--- I will receive unemployment because my termination was not justified!!! I am now going to take them to court to sue them for a hostile work environment and wrongful termination. I ratted on some little freak manager there for saying a bunch of sexist shit about co-workers and "fucking faggots". So, the owner fired me! Well, karma just bit him in the ass.
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