hungover doggies

i wont even bother with a month in review. at some point 8 days ago i crawled into a new drunken low, and i refuse to ever sober up or climb out again. for all the time i spend on reconstruction i find much more pleasure in tearing it all down again. and hiding. just booze. and madness. and silence. and since they found jesus that makes us all american jews. based on the fact that all americans are(were) christians, which they are(were), no matter how much they argue to the contrary. found out there is a south belmont road neighborhood association. who knew? also found out that all of the old loud buzzing and crackling transformer lines in the backyard are going to be replaced with new loud buzzing and crackling transformer lines. i've always been pretty sure that those lines have disrupted my head in some way. the winter has gotten the better of me. i should promise myself to never spend another winter here. but promises dont work. i'm going to spend another day or two in this new drunken low and come out on monday and try to scrape something back together...