Monday, 15 February 2010

Post 4

Oh, I would have writ them anyway. For they cover what I was going to say!
(a beat)
Wrap-around words can be interesting for me also, out of which come as they have before, doths.
(a beat)
Better to express in fiction I know.
(a beat)
So I had some games and it was good, but I cannot tell if tired because of up or because of pill. And what of the silence, well, thanks for that but all of you that witness bear in mind that others may have called.(a beat)
For I can't be the only one that was uh, concerned.

Post 3

a beat
I normally know when tired as things start affecting me, so as another phone goes off silently*, I proceed with this call. But what was I going to say?
(a beat)
Are these my words or would I have writ them anyway?

Post 2

My words would have been somewhat different had he not taken that call, but this way it is better.
(a beat)
I was going to, and I thought this was what they were frightned of, * , tell you a little about this tablet, but that would break confidentiality with the others that take it.
(a beat)
Shall I continue?

Monday

I am (a little) tired today as the album comes to its end1 and a man takes a call on his mobile phone2. I have forgotten what 2 is, and 1 had one track to go after a gap, which often happens!
(a beat)
Let's assume miscalculation points, a term which came to me on the bus. Oh, and there are many emergency vehicles about today along with utility ones.

Friday, 12 February 2010

Post 3

It is probably plural. Some games yes?

Post 2

I don't know what the cause of it is!
(a beat)
I am trying to regulate a new pill, a good one, popular, so I won't be changing it for something else, or at least not right away. But we are also undergoing extreme cold weather, with snow and rain and ice, that cold. I like the auto-saves. So the cause could be either or both, I hope the latter as then regulation may be possible.
(a beat)
Surely I have the audacity to eat, and to buy food. There is no will, no energy. I have been in bed the last few full days and nights, it seems the best thing. All will has gone, all energy. I am not myself.

Friday

The deep depression has still with me, but surely I have the audacity to stay up this evening doing my coloring, until around midnight or one o clock, which sleepeth, and uppeth in the morning, a Saturday.
(a beat)
In Oxford The Second Story and Putney Bridge 1 (the latter without credits, I will put this in 2) should be seeable here: http :// scan007100 . blog . com by typing it in another browser or another ie, you know how to do this by now . . .