Back in January I attended Poetry Soup and read Text Messages from My Astrologer on New Year's Eve. Vik is my astrologer and a dear friend. Here's more for the next Poetry Soup. It needs work.
Text Messages from My Astrologer: How Was Your Weekend?
me: you missed a good time
vik: im sorry i missed. so how'd the date go?
me: i don't know why but he gave me a lot of potent weed
vik: haha nice
me: we had a good time. what happened to you?
vik: did u read all my emails
vik: the one about influential music woman friend of yours
me: i just erased them because we're chatting now.
vik: did u guys go to firecracker
me: no way i'm walking into firecracker with pot man.
vik: nice btw, tell your photog friend that he rocks we had a lot of fun w/ him
me: i wish i could've cloned myself fri night
vik: pat benatar look alike and i would love to work on his next shoot
vik: just to work with him i will get nakked for his shoot
me: i'll let him know
vik: how many copies of u would u make?
vik: i vaguely remember talking to Mr Pot about, like, public transportation
me: really? you talked to him? does he have a brain?
vik: that only sticks out since it was pretty dreadful
me: i remember thinking he wasn't that bright
vik: wasn that confirmed friday night?
me: i didn't confirm anything friday night other than he needs viagra
vik: dayum
me: he was done after 3x he needs viagra
vik: so did you see pot man again on saturday?
me: no, i went to May's engagement party
me: then i had that date with the Elvis impersonator
vik: did you bang anyone in the restroom?
me: you only do that at weddings for good luck, not at the engagement party.
vik: but it was fun i hope
me: lots of wine and drunken bocce. really good food.
vik: btw, i think that's brill about elvis guy. so was he in full regalia?
me: kinda. i still had dinner at R23 with elvis in a sportscoat.
vik: you saw the king after dinner, didn't you?
me: you're funny
vik: i've held your interest for 16 months...and you are ms ADD. so u know i am
me: brilliant photographer guy thought you hilarious
vik: is his wife cool like him?
me: she speaks in tongues when she's had a lot to drink.
vik: so do we give her lots to... never mind. stupid question.
vik: so do u ever still go to that Traxx place in union station
me: i haven't been in forever
me: i used to get free food and drinks if i let the gm play with my hair
vik: i was wondering if it's cool. meaning, cheap
me: not cheap
vik: so was he hot at least? the hair-fetish-molester-gm?
me: barfugly redneck.
vik: food must be good.
me: tara cooks genius.
vik: did you guys end up going to jumbo's clwn room sunday?
me: no i was too hungover
vik: so you stayed home sunday, that's good
me: no i went out to get some food around 9 but went to a jazz club instead
vik: before you go you hve to promise me to check out these links.
me: what are they?
vik: oh this is brilliant
http://ilx.wh3rd.net/thread.php?msgid=5480241#unread
vik: just click all the way down til u get to ...terry schiavo
me: get over the terri schiavo thing
vik: this post is titled, "crazy Nazi-emo-Hyena-faced whore rod is on a rampage"
me: can't stop laughing
vik: i told u!!
me: i think i peed in my pants
vik: and dont ask me what these things "are",...i just link them
http://www.thestranger.com/2004-09-09/film-1.jpg
http://www.unicorn-dream.co.uk/destrier/artwork/Dignity.jpg
http://www.ackbar.f9.co.uk/ackton.jpg
http://www.ackbar.f9.co.uk/casaackbar.jpg
vik: we are such adults
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