THE BLAH DAY...
...I awoke today at three p.m in the afternoon thanks to another "potential employer" that wants to strip me of my talents...it's OK, I got used to life before it got used to me and put me to sleep since the age of five...
...Mother's day was great for telling stories...how I used to throw my body down and kick at the floor and scream about in bloody murder when I couldn't get my way...makes me think of how much I'm not quite there and never was...and how my little trantrums used to scare my grandma...she knew that I was never right, as I was the first grandchild to ever have their mouth washed-out with soap because, even at the age six--I had a dirty mouth and unpolished mind...
...and today was yet another unfit day of getting anything accomplished...the only thing to get me up out of a bed was a phone call for an application I filled out last week...another warehouse job in the ghost-shaken world of enduring the silence that I'm used to...
...HA! But, happier thoughts arise today...like...today is the two-year anniversary of when my ex-wife decided to leave me. What a blissful day it was! She kept telling me over the phone how there was something "important" she needed to tell me. So I thought: "oh well...great, maybe you're pregnant!" or maybe she'd won free tickets to a concert of a band that I blissfully fathom...
...BUT...as I managed to cook her up one great vegetarian "taco-delight" of a dinner during her home-coming from her parents place the night before...the dessert was layered with lots of cream when she proceeded to tell me: "I think that I want a divorce"...
...YES...and I'm not quite right...the same as it was as of yesterday...will probaly be landing yet another "entry-level" job as of tommorow...my grandmother was always right...
Thanks all you fathers for giving us the opportunity of this past "Mother's Day"!
...I awoke today at three p.m in the afternoon thanks to another "potential employer" that wants to strip me of my talents...it's OK, I got used to life before it got used to me and put me to sleep since the age of five...
...Mother's day was great for telling stories...how I used to throw my body down and kick at the floor and scream about in bloody murder when I couldn't get my way...makes me think of how much I'm not quite there and never was...and how my little trantrums used to scare my grandma...she knew that I was never right, as I was the first grandchild to ever have their mouth washed-out with soap because, even at the age six--I had a dirty mouth and unpolished mind...
...and today was yet another unfit day of getting anything accomplished...the only thing to get me up out of a bed was a phone call for an application I filled out last week...another warehouse job in the ghost-shaken world of enduring the silence that I'm used to...
...HA! But, happier thoughts arise today...like...today is the two-year anniversary of when my ex-wife decided to leave me. What a blissful day it was! She kept telling me over the phone how there was something "important" she needed to tell me. So I thought: "oh well...great, maybe you're pregnant!" or maybe she'd won free tickets to a concert of a band that I blissfully fathom...
...BUT...as I managed to cook her up one great vegetarian "taco-delight" of a dinner during her home-coming from her parents place the night before...the dessert was layered with lots of cream when she proceeded to tell me: "I think that I want a divorce"...
...YES...and I'm not quite right...the same as it was as of yesterday...will probaly be landing yet another "entry-level" job as of tommorow...my grandmother was always right...
Thanks all you fathers for giving us the opportunity of this past "Mother's Day"!
vivian:
Hope you feel better