I Should Have A Call-in Show. Monday, May 21, 2007. Dandelions covering the grass, birds chirping in the morning, the Phillies playing mediocre baseball. Sure all these things are signs that summer is officially here, but I got my first real taste of summer today, courtesy of The Funky Freezer. But in the 21st century ice cream trucks have to outdo each other. And neon yellow color scheme.

Things we think about in bed. I ask because late last night both Guido and I were laying awake in bed and I was sure at least one of us must have been thinking of something pretty important.

Goddamn my lungs are filled with smoke. The women I pass cross their knees over their thighs. I wave away with my hand. For the stench of desperation. Is too horrible to bear. Because everything is nothing and nothing is anything at all. A mind soaked in whiskey. Only a selfish string of sentences.

Wednesday, 8 October 2008. I had my sterilisation operation on September 19th. It went very well, apart from waking up after the anaesthetic in such pain that even three shots of morphine did nothing for the pain. The scar has now gone swollen and turned an interesting shade of purple. One good thing has hap.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009. Saturday, May 30, 2009. 2 miles today without stopping to walk. I have never ran that far before. I actually went three miles but I walked during the last mile. That happened earlier in the week. Are so much fun and everyone. Thursday, May 28, 2009.