Have Good Times, Have Lots of Friends
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I am in a period of chemical readjustment. My body was incarnated with certain proclivities. A predisposition for diabetic, asthmatic, depressive, and generally allergic behaviours. I once tried to pass a whole grocery store bakery section through my digestive tract and my body almost completely broke down. I self-surgered, klepted a tetrahour of rejuvenative rest, and released myself from my apartment the following morning, I remember the sun was very hot. I am chemically readjusting for my partner. My partner enjoys recreational drugs, and I would like to be able to participate in that. Currently, when I ingest them, I feel like a skeleton, and I do not wish to feel this way. I do not care that I am a skeleton, I do not want to remember this, and I do not want the drugs fucking reminding me. [hard to find] (via Paul)
To follow-up on Tuesday's post on P.O.S. (aka Stefon Alexander) there is some troubling news. He has had to cancel the fall tour in support of We Don't Even Live Here because his kidneys are failing. He lays it all out in the video below, and now there is a way to help: http://bit.ly/stefneedsakidney
In just a few days they've raised 12K of the 25K goal.Posted by Dan at October 26, 2012 12:35 AM
that paragraph is amazing...Posted by maureen at October 29, 2012 7:20 PM