Another four hours. Can't bring myself to write. I can write alright! I just can't seem to approach the project that I need desperately to finish. Instead I've spent the entire morning blogging and corresponding to emails. Not one blessed fucking word. What's my problem.
I didn't drink last night but I feel hung over.
I've decided to lay off the juice till I finish this beast.
Tomorrow's my first day back to work after six days off. Six days of debauchery. I spent half my savings at strip club in Philly on a girl with three names. Trying to figure which one was real was beyond my energies . I've comsumed enough booze to poison an entire nation. And not one blessed word have I written. I don't have nexts months rent yet. I've got one week to come up with a $1000.00 . Yeah. Christ. How did I get here. Talk about digressions. I saw an Austin City Limits concert of Tom Waits. He says he saw a pimp feeding icecream to a dog on the corner. "and it's oh how the mighty have fallen." This made me laugh and I was wondering... was he refering to the dog or the pimp. I don't know why I just thought of this. Is it because I've fallen from grace. I only sat on the curb to rest. It's true officer. I'm just so tired. No loitering. I can't help it, I'm a product of disgust. This is when his hand falls softly on the billyclub. I try to explain to him that North America is one vast Labor Camp run by the WTO. This is all I remember. Perhaps this explains the hangover.
I didn't drink last night but I feel hung over.
I've decided to lay off the juice till I finish this beast.
Tomorrow's my first day back to work after six days off. Six days of debauchery. I spent half my savings at strip club in Philly on a girl with three names. Trying to figure which one was real was beyond my energies . I've comsumed enough booze to poison an entire nation. And not one blessed word have I written. I don't have nexts months rent yet. I've got one week to come up with a $1000.00 . Yeah. Christ. How did I get here. Talk about digressions. I saw an Austin City Limits concert of Tom Waits. He says he saw a pimp feeding icecream to a dog on the corner. "and it's oh how the mighty have fallen." This made me laugh and I was wondering... was he refering to the dog or the pimp. I don't know why I just thought of this. Is it because I've fallen from grace. I only sat on the curb to rest. It's true officer. I'm just so tired. No loitering. I can't help it, I'm a product of disgust. This is when his hand falls softly on the billyclub. I try to explain to him that North America is one vast Labor Camp run by the WTO. This is all I remember. Perhaps this explains the hangover.