Another Day in Diary Form, which one I could not say.
George Bush is in town, which means that in certain areas of Rome you canàt walk more the 10 centimetres without chancing upon a roadblock, like an invisible wall in a bad videogame. Tom Hanks is here too. Say hello, Tom Hanks. So the traffic is insane and the romans like the sound of horns.
Took the bus to nowhere today, its very hot espiecially if you are on a bus. Got lost “in the sticks”, as it were. Sorry, im not sending a postcard, what is it you want to hear in 11 mins worth of spontanious net cafe prose.
trying to find some feeling in my sea legs land legs, whetever legs. like tenticles of emotion. i am too tired to entertain you. there is little confot in the hare sometimes. these italians with their small dogs they let into supermarkets, The Hare wont let me stroke him. I think its considered wrong in his culture or something.
“Many things are considered wrong” I say.
It would be nice aFTER A DAY OF GETTING LOST
OKAY, CAPSLOCK TIME, IS IT. BRING IT ON, “WHERES THE BUTTON” i OFTEN ASK MYSELF, IT WOULD BE NICE TO HAVE A BUTTON FOR EVERYTHING.
SAID A PROTAGONIST IN A mICHELANGELO aNTONIONI PICTURE.
sIGH, SHE ALSO SAID.