deep snot

slowly getting better. out of curiosity, i wonder how many times it will take to blow my nose before i am well. time seems to be measured in these mucus-catapulting activities these days, and it will be a relief to just go back to complaining about my stomach or arthritis again. heeeee.

rebecca called, i think she's actually making the film! i was totally floored when she said they had a crew and actors...and equipment...and a "production coordinator," and that they want to start shooting in october! she asked if i still was interested in the part of the hearing-impaired bag lady, as it were....i said yeah. (at least i don't have to memorize any lines..) she'd asked me about it years ago. i can't believe it's happening though...she's following through with her dream. i'm proud of her, and inspired. i wish i knew how to get started here, i'm so all over the place.

not that i want to, but maybe i'll go down and do some more cleaning in jersey today. i have 9 days left. the carpet's pretty nasty, and the kitchen's scarey to think about. when i was there on sunday some neighborhood kids started digging through my shit and bouncing around on the couch and stuff by the dumpster. people are happy there. people are happy all over the place. it all depends on certain filters and vectors, magnets, chemicals, sound waves, everything on the periodic table and then some.

[trying not to whittle my language trying to contain my own stratosphere trying to pick out the sweet parts. keep it together on the screen so organized, chronicle, that's why i like it, that's why i'm here. we're all here to learn something.]

fuck MS.

cheers!