I Wanted To Kill Her

When We Did Eventually Get To The Party - Me Walking Next To Dad's Volvo Driving At Five Miles An Hour - I Had A Horrible Time. Everyone Laughed At First But Then More Or Less Ignored Me. In A Mood Of Defiant Stuffed Oliveness I Did Have A Dance By Myself But Things Kept Crashing To The Floor Around Me. The Host Asked If I Would Sit Down. I Had A Go At That But It Was Useless. In The End I Was At The Gate For About An Hour Before Dad Arrived.

I Said, "do You Think She Thinks It's Me?" Jas Said, "well, It's Pretty Conclusive, Isn't It? She Said 'the Most Sniveling Idiot I Have Ever Come Across.'" I Said, "i Didn't Know That You Have Been Seeing Masimo. Tom The Slug King Is Going To Be Very Upset.

Here Is Another Marvy Glimpse Into The Gothic Basement That I Call My Mind.

Overslept And Had To Race To Get A Life To Jas’s With My Dad. No Time For Yoga Or Makeup. Oh Well, I’ll Start Tomorrow. God Alone Knows How The Dalai Lama Copes On A Daily Basis. He Must Get Up At Dawn. Actually, I Read Somewhere That He Does Get Up At Dawn.

Shut Up Jas, You Are Not Baby Jesus