Ephemera

Thursday, September 20, 2012

letters to Pilar

Pilar sent me an email letting me know she'd be home late, and asking if I could drive our son to Taekwondo.
i'll see if i can rally... loaded up on drugs this morning and the headache subsided, but it's really starting to pound again. this afternoon it moved to the left side, so I imagine a pleasing sort of symmetry to my brain embolisms. hopefully the dying neurons will make an interesting shape when they give me a PET scan. I'm hoping for a butterfly.

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Temprano Regurgitans

Possible blog based solely on the random crap my mind spews forth upon awakening: Temprano Regurgitans. Why does the day need to be so long? I would like it better if I only had to be awake for fourteen minutes. It really only needs to be long enough to eat a bowl of cereal and go back to bed. There was more, but I forget what.