Chicken and Pink Shit

Meat is so gross. I was like, dissecting this fried chicken thigh with my bare hands and I found all these cartilage pieces attached to the bone and veins that bled through to the meat. On the chicken leg that I was later to consume, the skin was peeled down like a banana, unleashing the obscene fury of more veins and cartilage.

The trippiest part though was that I was wearing all pink - like this baby fucking pink. My nails, my hoodie. My arms were pink and ripping up this fried chicken with blood and veins and cartilage. So, I wiped off my hands and went in my room and took off my prescription glasses and put on my non-prescription pink sunglasses and go right back to the chicken carcass, which, in addition to being greasy and foul, was now also pink and blurry.

I should do stand-up.

I took this picture when I was getting these tangerines out of a mesh bag - one at a time. I unintentionally placed them in this formation. And it's real cool cuz it's on a red chair.



I also took this picture of pink divaness.



ya that's me.
Chris has some good shit.


p.s. who wants to contribute to STONR DIARIES?

Listening to: Loveless/ My Bloody Valentine/ Loomer