BRAIN JARGON: my journal
by crawford ray williams

entry two : nobody's fault
05 July 2001

Mais, vrai, jai trop pleuré! Les Aubes sont navrantes.
Toute lune est atroce et tout soleil amer:
Lâcre amour ma gonflé de torpeurs enivrantes.
O que ma quille éclate! O que jaille à la mer!
 

Le poétastre est mort.



entry one : i want the moon
2003-03-15 - 5:55 a.m.

I went to my surgeon on Thurs and I have lost 68 pounds he says that it perfect but I say that it is slow I wanted to have lost 100lbs by now. He says those that have lost that much weight in 3 months are ill and have lost hair cuz they are not eating right. He seem to think I am eating correctly and taking my vitamins since I have all my hair and look very healthy but I told him I have no energy and most days feel like crap so he ordered blood test to test everything under the sun sure hope things come out ok.
 

I am so glad Elizabeth Smart is home safe and sound with her mom and dad. As I am sure they are very very glad she is home. We sure needed a huge miracle in this horrid time of pending war which I am sure is just days away and I am freaking out over. Thank God for ativan!!!!!
 

This is all I have to offer right now I may have more latter atfer confortations with family. Still very early in the day yet.
 
 
 
 
 

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