another morning with christianasimilike when I walk down the street with six inches of verticle dreadlocked anttenae off the top of my head,
today's lesson - be more professional.
if I want to ask minds for more than $1000 a month
that should as well upgrade the separation of business and pleasure
ie, keep my clothes at home. shower at home. sleep at home.
a leader might be a screen for other people
certainly I find myself after speaking picking up some weird return vibes
I bear a lot of looks
and so if I'm feeling like I need to conserve my energy some,
cutting my hair would take me out of that intense attention loop
I was a boy, now a manlike
giving up feels good
and takes a long time
with my leatherman
and walgreens razors
blood on my ear.
I faxed to a-one about my carclose shave, over timeat work, some shock.
I hear someone on the radio refer to
"saint john coltrane"
I save my hair in newspaper
totemic object for my child
I shower with dr bronner's
I say nothing to no one over digital channels
vjim tells spacebar,
jilld tells the well
denise from swarthmore writes me three hours after I'd showered to ask if my head was shaved.
just after they'd unannoucedly put $5000 on the visa bill
the car was discovered
covered in parking tickets
(didn't they check the license?)
in the mission
and only books and my spare glasses discovered
no clothes, no painting, no film.
late night networked marathon
muzik: wesley willis is super crazy fucking intense.
for all four the under 27 male employee's du minds
I wonder if bungie has been sued for productivity injunction.
I felt not very christian,
but I won each time. most kills.