1. Wednesday, June 12, 2002

    do people have a hard 

    time accepting Good in their lives?


    do i, sometimes, have a hard time accepting Really Good in my life?


    not me.

    im perfect.

    all i shoot for in life is fun and good.

    so why would i avoid it when it comes?

    or be freaked by it?

    theres no way that i would have a problem with a bucket of moola on my front porch with a note that says “no strings attached” or a brokendown bus of cheerleaders in town for the national poetry convention who need to use a telephone,

    or true love

    of false love

    or true false love

    or lust

    or flirtation

    or the opportunity to make my personal and professional dreams come true.

    no, i wouldnt have any problems with any of those things. i would accept it all, take it all in stride, thank the Lord and go to the next step.

    i would never dwell.

    i do things textbook. perfect. as it should be.

    i come correct.

    in fact i dont have a personal or psychological stain on my entire soul.

    im just like you.

    thats why we get along so well.

    we know theres no such concept of too much of a good thing.

    so if the coppers drag me out again, tonight, after happy hour, remind them who the fuck theyre hasseling, yo.