Wish You Were Here Wednesday, September 17, 2003

Another morning in Ape City. The summer's gone but I can't admit it; those hard nipples every morning are just the thrill of being alive. Apparently there's a "real rain" coming this week, so I'd better make some Xs with duct tape.

Mrs. WTJ sent me off with a sleepy go-get-em-slugger. I was holding a bagful of catshit, in more ways than one, so I came across less than receptive. But I will go get em, just for Mrs. WTJ. Even at seven-forty in the morning, that face could make me take on the entire population of Troy.

My reward for catshit and hard nipples was a couple of interesting ideas, not for the project at hand but for the next one, natch, and Laser Floyd: Coming up the escalator I glanced over at the marble stairway and saw a perfect rainbow on the polished rock, broken up by the slats of the stairway opposite. The lunatic is in my head!

@ 8:25:00 AM,

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