Your eyes are supposedly the windows to your soul or something like that....... mine also happen to be my soul's window to the heart; and how nourishing a view they offer. This log, at inception, is supposed to record the outpouring from my soul.
Monday, June 30, 2008
El Patron.... And the month is gone.
Here's to a happy July.
June came and June went.... just like that. We survived... A little bent, perhaps, but break we did not. The landlord's still waiting for my rent.... My drink's all but gone flat....... We'll toss it out the window.... The month and the flat drink both. Libation to my @$$hole of a neighbour, downstairs.