a friend asked me for a ride to a party. it was one of those where i had to ignore the offensive jokes and hang out with the dogs and kids. kind of nice though. my friend didn't tell me the people there were all swingers. that explains some of the bad vibes. i should stop hanging out with him, since he tends to drink beer and excessively talk more shit as the night goes on. we went to another place where they were showing old cartoons. the cartoons were fun. i only had one beer but i was feeling dizzy and trying to navigate the kitchen i walked through a doorway and woke up on the floor. i didn't hit my head, even though i was wearing five inch platform shoes. that had never happened to me before. my friend continued to drink beer and excessively talk more shit.

i think lately about how massive tragedies are a way to measure time and keep a record. how the world is like a rock floating in a bathtub floating on a rock floating in a bathtub. how every single piece of infrastructure, government, logic, religion is a way to separate us from nature. art and dreams are a way to make all that just barely work.

i have lots to do for tomorrow but i think i am going to have a frozen margarita. go wander around the grocery store before it closes and absentmindedly throw things in the cart. frozen pizza, cheese, beer, and stuff to make tomato and basil dishes.