Need to have a better blahg

starting
\now.
B*tch B*tch B*tch I can think of at least three options
for those three. But we've been playing the scrabble card game
and I saw what becomes of FUCK so I know and I knew
words shift /an asterisk doesn't make an absence of possibility
/nothing can do THAT. and

I hope we have that party tonight
/can get home /don't get attacked by terrorists along the way
/maybe

this snow is an anthrax attack not snow.
no.

Schuringa said he saw that Abdulmutallab had his pants open and he was holding a burning object between his legs.

"I pulled the object from him and tried to extinguish the fire with my hands and threw it away," Schuringa said.

He said he managed to pull an object tucked between Abdulmutallab's legs.

This is how I'll remember this xmas
snowed in at my parents' and a terrorist attack
(attempted)

Alright, it's settled.

Peanut Butter Fudge
Christmas Mice
Gingerbread Men
Peppermint Candy Shortbread
Lemon-Almond Biscotti
Glazed Anise Cookies

So far

I have made peanut butter fudge.
Coming:
Peppermint Candy Shortbread
Glazed Anise Cookies
Christmas Mice (?)
Some sort of cookie cutter cookie (?) Maybe gingerbread men (?)

I wonder how much, if any, blood dribbled down to my stomach and is irritating, there.

Okay, disregard

the everythings
and all

The bigger-than theory

Um, disregard that last language play-thing.
Do not regard it even to glance.

Move in a direction
towards teaching me new words.

I love that we are, none of us,
separate persay; but all different parts of an object.

Not an object no. All apart in the stew of the parts of the universe.

Can't ever touch a thing
even when inside of it.

But still all untouching parts of the sameness.

It's not something you get away from. All
in life is an argument. Is a balance
Why
did you say

I have the face of an angel. And then . Don't you realize
You didn't

see it because you say it. Anything she said
you said. Anything she says
I can't embrace.

Spill it or pill it away.
Or can't. Lifted
the rug and brushed the noodles into the trash.

Lifted the rest from the sink
and rinsed.

Skin sinks

or stinks. You have to shower.
Or else no one will want to be your friend.

Make a sink out of skin to shower in? Just because
the letters are the same and it's human. No.
You can't know what is human.

Questions one could ask oneself:

Life is a salad. I don't remember what we called
the table. When does a hatred of rainbows become
pathological?

Ms. Kasper became some married woman I had wanted to be a Barbie/Ken
match-up with that terrible Mr. Vermass. I used to draw. All the kid's
mom's had the hots for him. He hula hooped. Got a red face
from my marker. Maybe
it misremembers me.

Stuck.

Stuck a stuck pig don't
mince words. Don't.

What French will answer.
Jardin. Some
cheese

you're missing from. Vous
manque.
The bottom's where

you go when the attic floor
comes un-stuck
Board

by board. What happens
when you use paper.

Nails pop out.