Sunday, May 16, 2004


Vegetable and fruit dinners for three days straight. My forearms are browning now as i stoop over the rows of baby lettuce. A lightness that follows.

But then, inside underneath the Los Angeles Times or sometimes even the Reader, My skin pricks up, cold. Things are about to change real swift here in the U.S.

I think there are going to be some trials coming up. I think that once everything comes out that it is very possible that Bush and Rumsfeld will be tried as war criminals if the worst is still hidden.

It makes me physically sick. We try going out but things are crazy with girls wearing thongs and are too drunk keep their skirts from magically falling down or flying up. And pick-up trucks circling the same block.

Things go on all the same.