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New York, New York 12:45ish PM 9/7/05

I know I haven’t updated my blog in a minute, but now that everyone figured out how to turn off those Friendster updates, I can’t imagine anyone is really checking for it these days.

Anyway, I’ve been on vacation these last 10 or so days in the Amazing Islands. Have you ever heard of this place?? It’s amazing (no pun intended, LOL, hahahahahaha) and totally cool. Do you ever wake up and feel like today is going to be better than yesterday and that tomorrow will be better than today? That’s how I felt the whole entire time I was in the Amazing Islands!!

People here live in peace and harmony and even manage to make tourists like me feel welcome! Everyone I met was totally friendly, it’s like they were made out of sugar and smiles and kittens and ice cream and Jesus and cookies and the ocean and spice and everything nice! People who I didn’t even know would walk up to me and say "How are you?", and it was like they actually cared if I was okay. And not just so they could use it as a justification for their own decency!

Also, everyone is so clean and beautiful, but not in a way that makes me want to kill them or get plastic surgery, it’s more of an aura of beauty that radiates from within and makes you feel warm and welcome and happy and satisfied and like you’d never want to feel any other way in the world ever again!

Has anyone heard that John Lennon song "Imagine"? That’s what i was doing my whole life before I got to the Amazing Islands; I was imagining all the people living for this day, aaaaaaaaaaaaah. And have you ever had your expectations exceeded? Like you want to smile and instead you laughed?? That’s like what happened to me on the Amazing Islands every second of everyday!

It was so serene, like pastel colors on sedatives.

And now I’m back in the real world, of stillborn babies and AIDS patients and children being raped to death and Kanye West and they killed Rehniquist (I don’t give a fuck, let his name be misspelled). It’s a world of insane Islamics, and Reaganomics, unanswered prayers amidst a chorus of "who the fuck cares", and if I had known my innocence would have been so hard to get back (on more than one level) I would have cuffed it to the radiator. And when I turn on my TV, it’s either disasters made by man or My Man and when its not, its people sucking proverbial dick for fame and if not, its the Mets. But the point is that, not for nothing, it’s always something.

Water, water everywhere and not a drop to drink. Where have the Mardi Gras Indians gone?

I had been waiting to write something that was on point and poetic, and while clearly this is not it,  (hey ROX, want to pick a tense and stick with it?? Present?? Past?? who knows??) i will get around to it soon, if I’m not too busy being sickened by my common mans lack of decency and compassion.

My heart, she hurts.