Oblivious Not Oblivion
Truly, the ability to think tactically at all times is one of the great gifts. A "hipicat" is West African, probably Yoruban, for a man who is very aware. This is the (probable) source of the word "hepcat", of which I am the heppest!
The library where I am posting this from saves books to give me. Yesterday it was a Michael Moore book complaining about George Bush and today it is a Norton Critical Edition of Heart of Darkness, possibly my favorite book. This one gets kept.
My nightime dancing has improved from energetic to frenetic. I am getting no end of attention from the villagers, some of it approving. Out fucking-rageous!
I really must work on self-approval, all this humility is a drag. Maintenant, au revoir mes enfants!
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