snuff said

this house is falling down around me. today's odor...weed pure and sweet. must be the grandson of first floor neighbor. RICH-AYYY! shrieks his grandma every now and then. he wears a 3/4 length fake fur and an earring in one ear, spectacles and close-shorn black hair and doesn't look me in the eye. even when i say hello.

when i came home yesterday there was a notice of fine taped to the front door because of trash violations. how hard would it be for the landlord to actually purchase trash lids? and to say to we tenants in this wee house, this can is for cans, this one is for trash, this is for paper? not too hard. and yet...impossible.

would it be a burden now to turn off the heat, april on the horizon and may on its tail, tomorrow s'posed to be 70, since it's like a steam room in my bath room and the wall in the kitchen near the radiator has, if my sniffer knows, emitted sufficient moisture to produce some invisible but stank mold. or at least moisture reacts to the paint. i hope (i think) it's the latter.

i saw a posting for an intriguing gig in new orleans. and this morning while running at the gym watched some morning news show in which the really big-toothed anchoress said something about 'how great is that?' i want to know: when did anchors start talking like characters on friends? i don't have television anymore, not since i moved, and i forgot how stupid a lot of it is.

dreamt last week that k and i were en route, separately, to thailand where we were meeting for a vacation. but we never established a meeting point and we had no way to get in touch. that's dicey.

doing a lot of introspection lately. but, here's my question du jour: can you do introspection? is it like doing macrame or a crossword?

my new favorite show (let me be exact: i have a television but it is only for dvd use) is weeds; i got ahold of season two already (i got connections see, like some people got pot dealers) and yet, it never makes me want reefer. it does make me want to lose 10 pounds. that's what i call, to quote alanis, ironic.