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absolutely nothing happened today.
I woke up alone.
I hurried to get to work. I got there an hour early.
I helped endless lines of grumpy old people wanting sincere gratitude and service.
I ran to buy cigarettes in the cold drizzle. I had a moment of violent reality when I smelt autumn smelling smoke.
I realized my boyfriend has tons of fun when I am not around. And that I just want to bury myself in my own place and not talk to anyone for days.
I miss beer. some hot guy needs to come over with some thick dark Irish beer.
and a Bentley. Maybe the Bentley and the beer should just come over. Then I can re-live Death Race 2000.
My ex boyfriend called me last night and apologized for being condescending. I didn't know what he was talking about. What does that say about me?
I want to go swimming, I want to get naked and drift around in the sea off Santa Barbara, turn into a seal, and eat raw fish for the rest of my slick, slippery, sea life.
Instead I will smoke endless cigarettes and wait.
And talk to you guys, that makes it better.