Automatic Writing
Nov. 8th, 2006 12:18 pmIf there is anyone there would they kindly make themselves known. No peeking. Put down the pasteboard mask. Be forthcoming. The floorboards creak and I see footprints forming in the the flour I cunningly scattered earlier. This is a strange old house. the rusty pipes rattle even when the bluebirds sing. I wish I had rainbows but at this time of life that can hardly be expected. Maybe the captain will show up soon. I've missed him; lets be honest about this. He was never my lover but his thin rapier makes me squeal. The river runs slowly through its grey banks of piled up mud- slickly shining in the arc lights of the motorway.
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Date: 2006-11-08 04:35 pm (UTC)I think, for all my bravado, I am missing her and feeling disoriented.
I'm not even participating in this November's novel-writing month, although I signed up.
I can't wake up.
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Date: 2006-11-08 05:51 pm (UTC)The first two years were fun, were play. Now it feels like a job.
(Hey!! Rumsfeld has STEPPED DOWN!!! Breaking news, noon.)
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Date: 2006-11-08 10:23 pm (UTC)But Rummy's gone. Oh frabjous day, caloo, callay!
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Date: 2006-11-08 11:06 pm (UTC)It made it easier for the Democrats to win.
People are now criticizing him for lying to the press, but I'm glad!
One more seat confirmed, and the Senate is in Democratic hands.
Wow, all I wanted! (Well, leaving Iraq would be the best thing.)