SWEET DREAMS ARE MADE OF THESE!

I'm in great pain. The fluids coursing through my body are being shot up through my neck in powerful, throbbing waves crashing in my head...I feel like a fire hydrant...praying for a wrench with which I may loosen the bolt, ease the pressure and watch with joy as people dance around me to cool off.

Never before have my nocturnal adventures had such deep impact on my psyche. Dreams intertwined with reality as I hurled my purple self through nearly impossible barriers....All in the name of love...
I recall a man with the flower on his head, the naked bearded angel heaven had sent to keep me from certain self-decapitation....It was his fantastic bubbly beverage that opened my eyes to vast worlds beyond even MY wildest of dreams. La boteille que donne-moi les reves de la monde.

I must find this angel. I must revisit this world...I must see General Herpes again.

Fondly,
Julian

OH WHAT A NIGHT!

Wow, I got up this morning with one of the worst bendovers I've had in a hot minute. Must have been all those Harvey Wallbangers I threw back at the Manitarium. I don't remember much other than getting tossed like a salad onto the dancefloor. That place was pretty happening up until then. Thank goodness for my roomies, who carried me out and got me home safe. If it wasn't for them I would probably be curled up in a ball somewhere in the gutter. Geez, what was in those drinks? I mean I can handle a stiff one on occasion but damn, did it have to be bottom shelf. I guess you get what you pay for. Next time I'll spring for the Cucumber Vodka, I heard its organic. Or was it orgasmic, who knows? Some nut next to me at the bar was obviously trying to get me to splurge. Actually, that's kind of what happened when they laid me on the living room couch. Poor Twinkie is still stiff in the joints from my yak. Well, at least we got our new computer system installed. V.A.G. is the perfect addition to our household. Now I don't really have to lift a finger around here, unless it's to greet the neighbors.

Recovering,
Stevan