Kulcha (not the band)

Just puttin' the word out that there is an opening on the 3rd floor tomorrow. 5.30 I think. I wondered how exclusive it was because there are actual invites and they say RSVP. You will be wondering how I got my grimy cheap hands on one? It comes to me automatically because I work in the bindery. Some of the black things the books are resting upon, they carry my grubby fingerprints. Honestly, the number of marks I leave when taping and book guarding books, I am certain that in the future someone will be able to harvest my DNA and recreate me. Only it will not be like me, because it will not have been formed with the same beautiful and twisted life experiences that make me the dried up shrivelled husk of an individual I am today.

Nasty nasty freeloader

You'd think my birthday would give me maturity and make me less of a stingy bastard, but the day afterwards I was still attending the art gallery openings with those sweet sweet hor d'ouevres.