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enjoying the rain, the wind.

today i met an 11 year old golden called holly, she was very good.

having sufficient lighting is so fucking ace.

whole lotta pain. left foot is just about to succumb i think. having to rest my legs a lot. suzi says it's good to rest them.
RESTING IS SO BORING AFTER YOU'VE RESTED FOR YEARS AND YEARS.

i keep having dreams where i am free in my body. i can fly, i can run, i can dance. it feels wonderful. waking up and not being able to move much ruins my reckless want and desire to be a more active tiger.

skin is slowly improving.

sometimes i lose my patience with humanity. and myself. that's alright though.

watching a lot of louis theroux's docs; nazis, swingers, survivalists*, white supremists, black supremists, brothels, the porn industry. he deserves a big slap on the back. he's really rather good.

well that's probably enough for now. i should try to sleep.

k. nighnight.
ax

* the hippie survivalist who lives underground in a hobbit house was so kickarse. the most beautiful antithesis of paranoid hating ever. i wish to go and eat huckleberry pancakes with him. I CANNOT WAIT FOR THE LAND TO EMBRACE ME! it will be such a good time for me. fuck. i love lands so hard.

birthday

May. 16th, 2007 05:56 am
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i turned 32 on sunday. swimming. water. backstroke. sidestroke. breaststroke. diving. flailing. playing. floating. underwater sounds. water. water. spa. hydrotherapy. nerves. tired. burritos. samosas. a cake i made myself.

a single present: a drawing from bron of my favourite plant at bruce street. lightly coloured with pencils. i treasure my one gift and have hung it on my wall. it is beautiful and full of love. i am thankful to have a heartsisterfriend such as bron.

last night, dogsitting tui while her human was in hospital having surgery. tui was good. she was patient and didn't cry when i slept in. her favourite game is give ball, and her best thing is tricks she and her human do with hula hoops. she even bought her own kennel. whippet/kelpie crosses are really nice.

tomorrow: mailing things for the 3 dirtys who are on tour, sorting out a time to meet with the police, cleaning my teeth and i don't know what else. i have hopes that it will be happyful and slow and long.

ps: noukie met tui and ran up to the top of me, tearing her claws through my scalp, ears and face. i look like i have been attacked by wolves, but no. noukie just scratched the fuck outta me. more warrior scars.

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