Oooh you're a naughty mess

feeling somewhat restored/ woke with a sense of clarity which was quickly molested by my discovering the contents of the dog's bowels and stomach in various nooks of the house/ i wrapped a towel round my face and got down with the bleach, comforting myself i was not on omaha beach, july 2, 1944/ one can put up with quite a lot if one bears in mind the opening scene of spielberg's saving private ryan/ truly soul shattering stuff/ listening the strangeloves, i want candy/ oh that diddley beat.../ off to pharm. soon for rx/ written a few more chapters/ getting there though it takes time to get it right/ as someone who has never worked in his life (with the exception of the final few months of my degree) i'm learning this at 29/ well, never too late...