love +/- 1

- Conditional Love -

-The (Sacramento) Kings: The admission that revokes my admission to the corporate box seat...I love when they're fluid gold, and I shrug when they're fumblebunnies and/or trade out key players, etc; it was fun thinking of them as re-born upstarts, a new wild bunch who needed to gel...well, gel's dried now.

-Irvine Welsh: He is so nice, but a couple of so-so's/I've outgrown him?/snap trash cuss slam crack penis shout run yaaaaawn. See also: Chuck Palahniuk and Nick Hornby (Hornby-note: Aside from maybe one book and a few short bits, I think he's overrated as can be...)

-Flutes!: From thrilling to trilling. Interest is regained by imagining someone playing a silver tibia sideways, tho.

+ Unconditional Love +

-Paperclips: "Nothing useless can be truly beautiful," said a famous guy...also, imagine the kids that use that as their yearbook quote. You can hold things together with these most-usefuls, make a chain, twist them up when you're fidgety, scratchitti, pick locks, hit that tiny reset button on your watch...

-The American Flag and/or Budweiser bikini: Without fail, everyone who wears one becomes a fun pornotron mermaid you want to play "Chicken" in the pool with, aka hump.

-When my sheets start to smell like steaks and hammers (detergent actually makes me woozy when I nest hard, so when the coverings get warm + human + time, I like it more)

Conditioner Love

-straight-up baby oil (makes you smell like an innocence mission/like you harbor secrets)

-this one by Rusk that's polygamy between grapefruit pulp, smashing a cloud, and one kind of good flower

-my blue bottle of elixir that I've had for about 6 years. Signature scent! No tangles, too.

fell on 2005-06-30 at 10:23 a.m.

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