Diary Entries
September 18, 1996
Providence

One person proposed a date for a diary entry and then we passed it around for succesive entries (interesting to note that there were only three people present). First v.e.r.b.a.t.i.m. meeting ever!

Feb. 30th
I was stuck
a closet fell on me
wicked wicked which
never never land

Feb. 31st
I love my crew
I hope they mutiny
I hope we love the land
whenever...

Feb. 39th
Whenever wicked land mutinies
I never never hope my stuck love
falls

Today
Fell out of
mutiny seems
plotting to draw
out

Land!
At this place, we
struck day.
First mate
sighted it. Purse
of lips is his.
I’m too old.
For his britches
the fools gilded
my piracy
without marking
cheetahs.

March 1st
Fined the weather
it refused to appear

March 2nd
Found the weather.
Whether I can milk
money out of it or not,
the search has proved fruitful.

Dec 25
Xmas.
What are pussywillows
anyway? Are they
fruit? Maybe, like tiny
overgrown
peaches