only kidding. sorry. anyway, i've been drinking. but not really. yes i have been. no i haven't. yes i have but i'm in denial and i need help and a hair cut but i have a fan at night so i'm okay. but sorry. i'm on a power mac and this is the craziest computer i've ever seen.
dan designs film. man. i'm going to the eastman kodak museam tomorrow.
hey madge, at old man river, they put butter on french fries. this is the cholesterol capital of america. okay, now to my post which i can't cross post cause i can't stop talking with my fingers.
okay
na na na na i'm in someone else's computer. you can't find me and make me kill you. and i'm going to travel all over and post and cross post until i am jo in the face.
dan, whose computer i'm using, is taking my picture. are you going to yell at him ron dufrense? pick on someone you're own size, you trilobite.
today, i went to a newspaper called "the scene" and they took me out to lunch and took pictures of me at a busstop and i waited in the blinding heat for a bus for two hours. man. and i had some milk in wendy's. and it was horrible.
so now what? more pictures. and tonight we had the most excellent steak dinner. oh man, with a greek salad. and for breakfast i got a bagel but never ate it and then went to applebees. and the woman interviewing me was so cool an d took me to here house and i met her son and dog. she was excellent and had a mini van.
and then i talked to people at the bus stop. and was really hot. and was sad cause i couldn't find anywhere to smoke pot in this town and yeah i felt so tiny small cause i had no idea where i was or where i should go. and the world seems so much bigger than jo.
oh, i keep getting up and drinking liquor. killed the jack daniel's and now dan got us some vodka and cranberry juice. and i ate the most excellent steak. t-bone. so i can pick up the bone and nibble on it whil grease is swiped across my cheeks.
hey, you should see the computer i am on. oh and madge, we were listening to a pearl jam bootleg on speakers that are seven feet tall and have huge braided cable wires to play them. and it was so excellent.
so it's really wierd being out here. and i love the thought of posting from different people's accounts just so you miserable bastards know that no matter whatyou do to get me booted off the internet, i will never disappear and i will haunt you for the rest of your life until one day you talk like me and look like me.
and bob just said if she read my counting crows' posts and he said, "how could people not send you counting crows' tapes?"
and i said i don't know. but people have sent me tapes. i just think nothing nothing nohting.
but dan and bob said i am the ultimate counting crows' fan. and i said adam duritz hated me only because he knows he's not worthy to be even my valet let alone my husband but that's what he loves about me cause i love him and his dreadedlocks.
dreadlocks. i never expected him to be perfect. his brain must be crispy fired just like mine so we can burn burn burn.
now what? okay, you all in the rochester new york area, look for me in the scene. and i'm not reading poetry anywhere even though i will when i get on in the world. this is a really strange things being with strangers. there are so many things you can't imagine that you don't know about people.
like with me. i have times when i talk sooo much. and times i'm very quiet. very unpredictable i guess. but no suprises. i am the same jo.
now what? well bob still likes me and i have been living with him for days. it is still so weird falling asleep in a strange bed with cats crawling around on me. and my eyes are very sore. some strange allergy. so they feel real itchy. and i'm going to go now and drink more and smoke more pot.
you people make me sick. only kidding. just pretending i'm someone on the internet spewing pure misery.
okay enough of your misery, jo. hey, bob just agreed with me so i don't want to hear your shit. and i don't care if you send the cyberlaw after me. i'll just keep moving from computer to computer crossposting like a lunatic no matter where i go. so there.
love
hey america, be nice
jojo