Liberated from evil

Spent a day puttering around my room and trying to fit everything into place, but it looks so foreign somehow. How odd one's place can look with new things in it, like life in a way, a new man can look so out of place in a familiar surrounding...

I can't get even get into how weird all these men are, but suffice it to say men are just weird and if i live to be a hundred I don't get it.

Fall is here and the days feel so much shorter, sort of like Iceland.. I received a letter from my mother where she thoughtfully enclosed newspaper clippings and photographs, I adore hearing from her and life just suddenly seems so much more normal somehow. I think one craves normalcy only when there is absurdity ruling one's life and that is where I am at the moment. However I am fairly certain that once normalcy is achieved (whatever that is) one craves absurdity. Life is nothing but contradictions.

I bought 2 DVDs: My all time favorite, Rosemary's Baby and 'The Kid stays in the Picture'. I thnk I need to buy more, God bless EBay.

I met a woman tonight whose name was Bay (!), I was astonished (and I come from the home of odd names) and asked her to spell it just to make sure it wasn't Bey, as the moon seemed pretty full to me....

aaawwwwoooooo