Calcium built up on the shower heads. I'm glad that I don't have to clean them. We have a custodian. Her name is Cathy. She seems nice, but she always uses my bowls. I don't mind. I just want to know why always my bowls? They're yellow like the sun. Maybe that's why. We don't get very much sun upstate. There are no sunflowers.
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Internet has been really slow these days. My brain's been slow these days. Thoughts don't run through it the way it used to. I've been sleeping a lot, but it doesn't feel like sleeping. You don't want to start but when you get into it you don't want to stop. Weather's been surprisingly pleasant. I am waiting for the wind to make my skin raw.
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Raw meat doesn't look like meat. The blood doesn't look like blood. I keep thinking it's red food colouring. It's not. But it's watery, like my eyes. When I cut into an onion I can feel the vapors climbing into my sockets. It tastes salty, like the sweat on my body after I come home from a party. My make-up doesn't get smeared. I didn't wear any.
Friday, 30 October 2009
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