DESTROY THEM ALL

The problem is that temperature is the only universal conversation. That and comparative taste. The fact that everything tastes like chicken shuts down the second avenue. I don't like talking about rain anymore, but I need to talk with people. The non-mice running across the floor are starting to bug me.
damn if i had words got under my skin
Quick, construct an armor out of the blood of the weak to take your rightful place! You already know how!

Burying Rodents

Damn thing cursed me. Still drying my stuff out from all that rain. At least the booze seems to keep it away, or at least this stuff does. Not really happy it's supporting Jamaica, but it was on sale at least, and sobriety is too much work.

At least there's some new muzak, tired of following stuff, but then I'm not a kid, so it doesn't matter. So tired of kids repeating it's the broadening of the sounds, the uptake in the treble, gets in my area and makes me angry.

The point is to not jump at the bait. Think about where it's coming from, then things can work out. Maybe it was good they called me while I was in the beer fridge, I was on edge. Until I got me that burger, damn Monterrey Jack is a good cheese. Should get some, try and perfect Mr. Crunchy again.

Hmm, I should go write something about checksums or protocol. That will help much more.

Clearer

There, just a matter of time. The air cleared up, the stabbings dried up a bit, and the smell of pork and beer wafts through the air.

Always takes a bit of time to get rid of a weird time. Time and cornbread. Delicious cornbread.

Except now I need more corn bread.

It's like my eyes are connected to my shoulders

I sure enjoy being kept on a short leash, now I feel like my skeleton is going to dissolve.
a bee bit my bottom
Sure enjoy prescription withdrawal.
now my bottom's big
Good thing I should be able to remain pissed and/or drugged up enough to avoid lighting stuff on fire.
Hopefully

CARRIER -#2079

It's too stretchy, far too stretchy, far too stretchy, far too stretchy, but it doesn't smell like mould like mould and so I it's alright alrightalrightalright had to clean it all too dusty dusty everything left to sit and fall like sparrow that smells I don't like the smell at all I can still smell it when I sleep.

I crack the window but the barking gets in and it's too bright I can't see the wall when it happens because my pupils are too large and I can't see I think it's finally happened and I'm done but then I blink and it's a bit better each time and I feel better.

They are from up north north and they cleaned cleaned cleanedcleanedcleaned and it was good much better then the stupid fucking better then all the bottle brown and dark everywhere I try to get them all but they come back with butts in them and I go to throw them away too but they smell so bad so I have to take it to the place where I can't smell it and the raccoons got in and ate all the rubber serves them right why is the door always open open it's doesn't help the smoke never clears up away away away away I hate them hate them them them them them they'll never know know what it is why they're here just fuck and drink I want fuck and drink but I won't can't because I like it here because it's quiet and Ithe noise gets in to me and won't leave vibrating.

Ah much brighter that can be good or bad now it is good so tired of copy look need to see it right want to touch touch touch I need the leave the shell but it's my shell because it is so comfortable and I don't want to tapout or chug I just want to do and I need to stop it and stop the smoking and do else but the dog man won't be happy to see me twice I must leave before I want to leave.

Too many eyes looking at each other the panopticon was abandoned there is no hallway you merely have a small penis why do you have to be so mean I don't want it anymore give it back give it back giveitbackgiveitback. FUCK YOU.

The keyboard is hitting all the keys quickly and it drives me up the wall but at least it doesn't smell I should go take a shower maybe listen to old music that knew it's keyboard from long overuse that would be good orr maybe just hit this keyboard or talk to the changing one that stopped changing because that was a change.

RAWK RAWK IM A CHOC take that you fuzzy little poop ha ha ha taste.

Weird Summer

I think it's the heat. The winter made everyone forget, hunker down too far, too close to the ground. Now it's warm again and everyone's going crazy. Making bad decisions, spurring odd behaviour, cutting down that little filter that slows you down.

Or they doped the water again, like '89. Fucking Cloverleaf. And why the hell do I smell copper everywhere I go? Is it already time?

Shit, I better go get some soup. Make some chains.