I don't want to be suckling at the ass of indignity.

Vuja De

I'm in my third week of some smarting heightened sensory thing, think of something, there it is, need something it shows itself, wonder something, find the answer in the most unexpected place.
Nice. I like any kind of uber world.
Writing a screen play, it's my first, and yes you are in it and yes favorably and yes you will recognize yourself. Doesn't that just thrill you?
Oh yeah.
Having a less creative and more regulated job than I'm used to is showing a favorable side in that all of my creative kind of juices are no longer being used up for any body else's gain. If I remember correctly I complained about that in here last winter.
Tiki, I may be buying a house, can you picture that? Me, a homeowner. Better than a new pair of shoes. (Depending of course on the shoes).