I have Apocalypse on the brain
exene:
YIKES! 
70 staples. frankenstein arm
why would you continue to celebrate the birthday of a dead son? I understand loss, but I think that you need to realize someone is gone and move on. I found his rotting corpse two days after he od'd. just getting that smell out of my mind was difficult enough.
have to fly to Denver on the 16th for a memorial for my Uncle. I hate flying. not a really big fan of funeral/memorial shit either.
giant german muscle-babies? what the fuck?
more tattoo work healing. back to the good diet and workout schedule. the weights really help to cleanse my head of the bullshit.
work is dead. a friend of my father who was in vietnam described the experience as hours of boredom followed by seconds of extreme terror. I can't say that's what is going on here, but the hours of boredom are usually followed by moments of panic to finish a job on short deadline. bring on the firefight.
I'm looking forward to the alone-time of writing again. I like being around friends, but I can tend to stagnate if I am around others too much. a lot of people are satisfied without constant achievement. I have to be working on something at all times in order to keep the sanity thing going.
calle:
Shit. We are more alike than I thought. Although I have been on workers comp for almost 2 years... I have been in the process of writting a book and going to school to for forensics; all the while... taking care of my dog, keeping a house and trying to have a social life (not that it warrents being called that). I don't like the feeling of doing "nothing".
Hope that you are having a good evening.
p.s. New poems posted
Hope that you are having a good evening.
p.s. New poems posted
I have had some serious insomnia the last few days. I am constantly re-working plot lines in my head and it doesn't know when to stop. I get so fucking angry when I can't sleep. I am walking on razor-wire ready to explode.
exene:
I haven't been able to sleep well for about 5 days. Maybe the climate is to blame...
calle:
I haven't slept and neither has my dog. I hate not sleeping. It makes me feel violent! And then the next day I'm just fucking retarted!
Sleep Well.
Sleep Well.
fri. steak and wine. sat. more steak, friends and shitloads of beer. man bites dog criterion on dvd. the sopranos season finale tonight. now what do I do on sundays?
exene:
Meatloaf and vodka???