Reasons why I’m not writing a blog entry today:

My neck and shoulders hurt and I don’t know why. Sitting down for very long will probably make that worse. Standing at my desk doesn’t sound like any fun either.

I already wrote for two hours today and will probably have to throw away every word because it was terrible.

I woke up in a shit mood and it has not gotten better.

It is so incredibly hot that I can’t think straight.

I put it off till after 9 and my brain barely works after 9.

I got my first glimpse of the new carpet at the airport and it bummed me out.

I fell asleep naked last night and a mosquito bit me on the left buttcheek and all I can really think about is how much it itches.

Nothing of note really happened today.

Driving down SE 27th near Hawthorne, I saw in the sky three burning lights. They didn’t have the quality of stars. Their light flickered intensely. These three lights swooped, west-to-east, in great parabolae near the southern horizon. The were far too large to be planets, too bright to be airplanes.

Those lights were the lights of three alien spacecraft. Those spacecraft came to hover over me in the darkened residential street and sent numinous fire down to me. This fire surrounded me and lifted me from my car. I was spirited up, very far up, and then swallowed into the ships. Somehow all three at once. I am now three consciousnesses growing ever more disparate as the spaceships venture to distant points on the globe, there to carry out some terrible instruction.

And so you see I cannot write a blog entry today because I have been abducted by aliens.