hello. it is 5:30am. i've been awake for about 10 minutes and feeling quite strange. i'm going to go back to bed pretty soon. there is one message on my machine, but it's just someone who got the machine and hung up. i can't bowl lately because my wrist is fucked up. i should have a good bowling story right now and i don't. because of this i have the following.
i'm very skinny, and if i drink heavily with no meal in place to soak it up, weird things happen. last night i went to see thirsty work and ended up getting totally blitzkrieged super early. i'm hoping riley coughed up the tip money i endevoured him with delivering, as it was not my intent to leave a dollar. one of the regulars that thirsty appropriately ripped on a few days ago left a nickel earlier tonight. a nickel. his new nickname is nickel please, and it was bestowed upon him by a girl we know who is a fantastic person.
i stopped on the way home and bought smokes and a quart. before the bar, i stopped to get shampoo, a six pack of newcastle, toilet paper, and a roll of paper towels. i awoke at 5:30 fully clothed, shoes on, lights on, one opened beer untouched on the coffee table, one roll of toilet paper placed carefully atop the holder, shampoo placed properly in the shower tree, paper towl roll placed upon it's holder ( i have a granite paper towl holder - i like paper towels), untouched quart in the freezer, presumably ruined, ass near explosion with a runny one. sorry for the last detail, but it was a crucial moment.
i am losing patience lately and voicing it now, which goes against my general philosophy. my job is becoming tiresome. all jobs are tiresome, and i hate working, but after 6 years i am growing incredibly tired of this. they are supposed to be doing layoffs (again) this week, and may or may not be postponing them until next week. i wish they would just come on with it. i am hoping to be fired and get a few months off paid. i actually have numerous plans of what to do after, but i can't start until they give me the official axe. i'm hesitant to just quit, because i really do want the severance first. shit. i am confused right now. not life in general (which is also true) but this moment in time of this day confused. i think i will go back to bed pretty soon, again, and go back to work, again, all day long, again, and not get layed off as i wish to be. i can't decide if i want to read everyone's journals right now or go back to bed. i got up to drink some water and smoke and decided i wanted to type. i really enjoy the snapshots into other people's lives and thoughts, and this is one into mine as it is happening.
i'm very skinny, and if i drink heavily with no meal in place to soak it up, weird things happen. last night i went to see thirsty work and ended up getting totally blitzkrieged super early. i'm hoping riley coughed up the tip money i endevoured him with delivering, as it was not my intent to leave a dollar. one of the regulars that thirsty appropriately ripped on a few days ago left a nickel earlier tonight. a nickel. his new nickname is nickel please, and it was bestowed upon him by a girl we know who is a fantastic person.
i stopped on the way home and bought smokes and a quart. before the bar, i stopped to get shampoo, a six pack of newcastle, toilet paper, and a roll of paper towels. i awoke at 5:30 fully clothed, shoes on, lights on, one opened beer untouched on the coffee table, one roll of toilet paper placed carefully atop the holder, shampoo placed properly in the shower tree, paper towl roll placed upon it's holder ( i have a granite paper towl holder - i like paper towels), untouched quart in the freezer, presumably ruined, ass near explosion with a runny one. sorry for the last detail, but it was a crucial moment.
i am losing patience lately and voicing it now, which goes against my general philosophy. my job is becoming tiresome. all jobs are tiresome, and i hate working, but after 6 years i am growing incredibly tired of this. they are supposed to be doing layoffs (again) this week, and may or may not be postponing them until next week. i wish they would just come on with it. i am hoping to be fired and get a few months off paid. i actually have numerous plans of what to do after, but i can't start until they give me the official axe. i'm hesitant to just quit, because i really do want the severance first. shit. i am confused right now. not life in general (which is also true) but this moment in time of this day confused. i think i will go back to bed pretty soon, again, and go back to work, again, all day long, again, and not get layed off as i wish to be. i can't decide if i want to read everyone's journals right now or go back to bed. i got up to drink some water and smoke and decided i wanted to type. i really enjoy the snapshots into other people's lives and thoughts, and this is one into mine as it is happening.
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the ugly mofo i lost my virginity to had an obsession with Madonna, but I didn't know about it until months after the fact.
you are now "the butterman jab", you know. i got the lowdown from oak. you are a man of many talents!
-H