I moved into a group home called Sequoia house. There's some oaks nearby. It's okay but there's a lot of rules and restrictions. I'm going to make slow plans to get back into the working world, and that will take some time. The food is pretty much awful but there's not a lot to do about that bu
I was in Janus house for about a week and a half and now and surviving at home for now with the help of my cat, NA meetings, free meals, playing music with John, mom, and of course karate and yoga and communicating with my yoga teacher and of course text messaging with friends and the facebook interaction doesn't hurt eithe
I was in the mental hospital two weeks and then all this shit happened and then I was in a group home for a couple days so now I am home for a couple days and then hopefully will be transferred to another group home soon before I lose it again, so that's the story. Other than that, the days are cloud
he figures the women will be aroundhis physical surroundings if theywant to be around him.
who lives where beggars rarly speed?and leads a humdrum life indeedas none beside herself would leadMy MaryWho lives where noises never cease?and what wi’ hogs and ducks and geesecan never have a minutes peacemy marywho nearly battl’d to her chinb
Old friend Alex asked me a while ago how I can do that "nothing happening" thing I do all the time. I guess it is a thing I do. It's a special quality that I have partly through karate and it's way of seeing things. Karate is really good at not speaking instead of saying something, and that cha
The big good thought from yesterday is going by once and then coming back and turning around to look at a guitarist, and then I looked back and she was talking to a customer, but she suddenly looked happy, looked happy about how drawn in I was to the music. So that image was
So here we are again, and we all kind of get ahead from time to time, still kind of keeping a vigil somewhere. The sun was nice today and there were a lot of weeds pulled. The best thing is that I seem to feel a bit better today, and had no problem with the effort of the weed pulling.
So baked I can barely think at all. I was up all night last night because I had forgotten to renew my seroquel and was out. So now I feel all messed up, in addition to the gastric issues. I keep coming back to that other idea we might have had, people getting together and
I have to remember not to look at women too long. They sure are beautiful though.
except for this physical ailment, which has me worried.Gordon Lee's place, past Blogette on old Blogette road, was really cool, quite magical like Summit, but he's in a really nice spot, kind of a low valley with the tumtum river right next to him, frogs, supposedly a swimming hole, but he's not gay as far
So we all start seeing things after a while. I went to the co-op and S was there checking out stuff, and I asked her how she was and wanted to wish her well, which I did. Other the way we might have seen it, not so much a factor to figure out as a set of ideas somehow communicated with as much
true story: So I went to an NA meeting in Philomath and my sponsor was there, I guess I liked him as a sponsor because it seems like he was quite a fighter, I mean, in the past. So anyway it was get something for your sponsor day and I asked him what I could get for him
I call my bro on Thanksgiving, I’m down in SF at aunt’s place in …somewhere. He knew I was going down to meet her so he sounded a bit pissed at what might happen, and did (sleeping together)….but anyway…it was not a very long conversation. He agreed it would be really great to see joe
So beyond that, not a lot happening. Same old but more of everything except karate, which remains mind-knumbingly repetitive, not too exciting. So beyond that if I could somehow have a good effect on the whole jihad thing, and general make more principles of good behavior, or somehow
As for now, the idea being, last night or the one before I was sitting in central park, 2am, minding my own business, getting baked, and this guy is walking up from downtown with two dogs, both off lease, one a pit bull, and they come at me, or one did, so I stood up and scared him off, and then the g
I remember going over to ward once...didn't really know the guy in college, that is to say, he was living there and Barrington previously, but the point being, I walked over to Ward from Barrington, and everybody had gone elsewhere to do something, I guess, and he was sitting there staring at a Mac Plus, I asked
So there are movements around the country of young people who reject materialism, and apparently they’re Christians that pray together and live together, …but that seems like kind of a mindfuck to me. You can see the opportunity for weird cults and the Manson type of thing in there, …but there’s som
Went into the emergency room..went to immediate care first, having issues with some kind of churning in the viscera. So I got an x-ray and blood tests at the ER and they ruled a lot of things out, so if this keeps up I’ll be incapacitated, not dead, so that’s good to know.
1/20/16 The gardening every day is really grounding me: the work every day seems like it will keep me from getting manic.....and maintenance...I'm committed to both. If I get a woman she'll expect I can do shit and fix various appliances...it would be great to lea
for being alive, and being able to enjoy the weather every day...so I hope these health worries go away. I really have a lot of expectations for the future...a feeling that things may sort themselves out,..
Lean out of the window, goldenhair,for I heard you singing a merry air.my book was closed, I read no morewatching the fire dance, on the floor.I have left my book, I have left my roomfor I heard you singing
This is a little story sensei Graves told me at his 75th birthday party: we had driven down to go to it. I asked him what's new and he looked a bit frustrated and then proceeded to tell me this story; He and another karate guy who quit long ago had gone up into some river on the inside stretch of Pacific c
"you want to know why the album was late? We were waiting for whitey to get his fucking paper straight."
"Stay the fuck away from my sister!"
thinks the salamanders had gone elsewhere, skip flagged down a semi and the octopi were too many to name."such a beautiful woman,"...he thought to himself....somehow got into more than she thought or something maybe who knows.
I'm Nobody! Who are you?Are you- Nobody- Too?!Then there's a pair of us?don't tell! they'd advertise, you know!How dreary, to be somebodyhow public, like a frogto tell one's name, the livelong JuneTo an admiring Bog-e dickinson
in winter too we traced the fieldsand still felt summer joyswe sought our hips and felt no coldcold never came to boysthe sloes appeared as choice as plumbsWhen bitten by the frostand crabs grew honey in the mouthwhen apple time was pastwe rolled in sunshine
So in the way people think of things, and how they react to circumstances, all of it very strange and in many ways tough, I suppose. S was really trying to catch my attention and when I turned she smiled at me, like she decided I was okay. So when that happens…means a lot. So the f