Sunday, May 19, 2002

megan's gift to me;


i have not really seen it.


decide tomorrow.

i may crash sooner.


the body can only take


so much rough treatment.

tired. sleeping soon, but


not till i finish writing.


oblivion waits.


there's deep breathing on my balcony... ooooh. but it's just my wife and cousin-sister... i think that's a good way to describe my relationship to both of them (a&r).... cousin brother. though i honestly ought to be more of a spunkle. but neither of them really see me that way, and i don;t see them in that way either.
note for fiuture: do not add salt to fried tofu, even if all you have to fry it in is safflower oil and reduced sodium soy sauce and seasoning salt and bragg's. it just doesn't need it.