Sunday, February 22, 2009
where with all
mexico good.
not very relaxing, but good.
wake up, breakfast, straight to the pool, drink in the sun all day, siesta by 4pm, awoken by 6pm, steakhouse, straight to whatever debacle the night had planned for us, party, sleep, wake, breakfast, and so on. every day. way of the road. takeitease mafriends!
i wanted to read and write and dance naked, but i just didnt get the chance. it was very party-marty. havent watched the movie yet, but i expect good/scary stuff.
theo was sure pissed off when i got home.
soon as i opened the front door, he told me where to go.
said erickson treats him better.
sunday sometimes settles simply.
so share sobriety's subtle surprise.
silence soaks several seconds.
selling super sized slurpy supplies.
supposedly stoping senorita's smile.
she stares straight, selling stains.
damn, sam, i love a woman that rains.
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