satan lives in tommy lee jones, a money hungry sun'bitch.
today i went for the longest walk of my life (i think)/four hours of steady pacing in the blazing sun. anyway, i got to thinking about shit: the downfall of man began with the birth of money and greed blows; cops are just extortionists fer the man; people suck, that means every single human, not discounting myself; everybody's a fuckin' hypocrite; etc. etc. the point is i'm probably real fucking depressed. dunno where i was going with that.
i've been meaning to post the devendra banhart album "rejoicing in the hands" along with a nice little paragraph describing how sexual and emotional that album makes me feel. you know, how that album makes me want to set fire to a park with kids in it, or how when i listen to it and i'm feeling really hot and i wanna douse a box of puppies and kittens and rabid rats with gasoline and ignite it in the middle of a church or some shit, but my fucking internet blows hard and won't keep a connection long enough to upload the piece of shit zip file. then i figured nobody gives a shit anyway cos who the fuck is gonna read this post....
attempted a water/bread/fruit diet today. i've been wanting to do it, but i can't seem to resist the sweet temptation of real food. so yeah, i failed again today. but i discovered trader joe's apples. 49 cents (they're not kidding [no fucking tax, i mean]) for a big ass, sweet apple. fucking refreshing. even left the apple core in a cop motorcyle helmet that was on my way. i'm such a badass, i know.
if you really want that devendra banhart album (it's acoustic-like, real mellow, really fucking good), some other asshole's already uploaded it. you'll find it here.