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04/23/2003 Entry: ""Four Unruly Organisms""
#1 The cat. He has done it again. Avatar, the sweet descended master of prissyness and mystic felinism, has gotten into another expensive catfight. I thought he'd swallowed a pingpong ball but it turned out to be an infection from a cat bite. The booger. He's not so glamorous right now, unless disheveled chic is "in." He could use better kung-fu next time.
#2 The Virus. I think my turn of the Wheel of Virus has finally come. I have a perpetual mild headache and some bronchitis like thing happening. Just in time for the play, which opens tomorrow. My voice will hold out if I don't talk. Looks like a good as time as any to take the vow of silence to protest the war. I'm sure this isn't a bacterial souvenir from Haiti but rather an allergic reaction to my own lifestyle and the present American zeitgeist.
#3 The Marketing. I ordered books for my book signing event, which frankly I'm not that interested in organizing. I'm not even sure if I want to attend. I suppose I have to. If I have to give some scholarly analysis of my "work" I might just say in the spirit of some crazed Zenster like Basho that "all writing is foolish," blow bubbles for a minute and leave quicky for a blue-green algae smoothie. I do enjoy writing, and I'd love to sell some books, but honestly doing the whole marketing thing seems vain and an excersize in self-flattery. I wish I knew how to pull this thing off without appearing like some bloated self important poof ( as opposed to a thinning, quasi-confident poof ) who glibly speaks of his "instrument."
#4 The Reality. I've got under an hour until dress rehearsal. I'm wishing I were back in Haiti right now, this "real world" hooey isn't suiting me well. It feels like this is someone else's routine, someone else's bills, and with all the clutter in this house, someone else's stuff. Being back is becoming more and more a psychic landslide, and the effects are unknown. I don't know where this will lead, but hopefully towards taming that most unruly of the organisms, reality.
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