1-220: 20, 19, 49, 29 & 210

o, had dick envy

once we mix

sat rimming

fuck ridden

cavern dock

continous soft rock

when the quebecois language-facists passed a law banning the use of the “’s” (apostrophe + s) people referred to them as the apostrophe SS

“oh jeffrey!” says lesley, as jeffrey makes a total mess of sub-dividing a plate of tacos

possible translation:

de ar l & j: camp shower, tittle
i caught a train from los angeles to albuquerque. i sat next to a tiny old woman who quickly fell asleep and snored like a sumo wrestler. if there had been an emergency then this nice lady in the pink top would have opened the door for me. in new mexico they love peppers, especially green ones, and they tie them together in ristras. if i had eaten this many chillies then i would have had a burning sphincter. i used a map to help me drive around. i drove to a place called jemez springs. the jemez people once famously kept the spanish out of their land for a whole decade, until the nieghbouring zia people helped the spanish destroy their fortress on the mesa. things have been a little tense between the jemez and zia since then. if i had driven in the squares without roads i would have destroyed my hire-car. total miles d riven: 953
lo ve & barcode

vaguer relata ‘oneself’ & ‘another’

a fed bear is a dead bear

this year has totally kicked my butt!

“those trees, they just don’t give a shit about you!”, said eleanor antin, discussing the silence of the gaint sequoias in northern california

emo gin (i for imogen)

machine jacks lo (or, it matters if you’re black or white)