07/10/01
I'm very happy
Mamie found my wallet;
she always tryin' to huug me;
next time I'mma let her;
but only just a lit-tle.
It's too bad i can-celed
my citibank citicard,
and my corporate credit card,
but they'll send me new ones,
by the 13th of this month.
Now I didn't lose my
Fake ISIC card yeah!
Except that thing is use-less,
But I got my I.D.
Don't have to deal with the D.M.V.!
I also have my photo
From the Chicago Tribune
In the travel section
Of Zurich's Blinde Kuh
Which lives in my wallet
It was under a black hoodie;
I wish that I had remembered that,
And I forgot Hollywood Babylon,
The book with really great pictures.
So now I have to return to Wilmington.
Maybe I can see Kerry,
my em·py·re·al Love,
And coveted paramour.
Zoe sent Wendy affection,
But I forgot to relay it.
I didn't get to see Wendy, really,
But I'm chewing on some mint.
Next time we should hang out
For more time than the cook-out.
Maybe also with some others.
The Brandywine is a bit nasty;
I think it needs more chlorine
I can't play dominos
It isn't a big deal, though
Thanks for breakfast Hannah, Petro
And to rookie Davis of the PPD,
You owe me two dollars and an apology.
Your friend the older woman knew pretty well
That your dumb ass threats
Were empty, hollow, cowardly, and graceless.
Ceux qui ont apparié notre vie à un songe ont eu de la raison...Nous veillons dormants et veillants dormons. -Montaigne
Intro
O full-orb'd moon, did but thy rays
Their last upon mine anguish gaze!
Beside this desk, at dead of night,
Oft have I watched to hail thy light:
Then, pensive friend! o'er book and scroll,
With soothing power, thy radiance stole!
In thy dear light, ah, might I climb,
Freely, some mountain height sublime,
Round mountain caves with spirits ride,
In thy mild haze o'er meadows glide,
And, purged from knowledge-fumes, renew
My spirit, in thy healing dew!
Goethe: Faust I.
Tuesday, July 10, 2001
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