Monday, September 18, 2006

big picture

Over the weekend I. . .

1. Watched the original Star Wars trilogy on DVD. Amazing.

2. Ate my first deep fried Twinkie. 8,000,000 calories never tasted so good.

3. Got to see the Giants pull out a win over the Eagles. Life is awesome.

so does it matter that I'm broke and need a new car, that I'm prolly gonna be getting royally screwed at work, that I still can't afford to get out of my house, that I'm not at all confident in my score on the police exam, or that there's a mysterious cyst in my throat?

nah, probably not.

Saturday, September 9, 2006

wow

it took me 32 years to realize that what I want doesn't matter.

Monday, September 4, 2006

calendar girl

I've deviated, but I'm not a deviant.
I'm sick of the routine, again. I'm sick of the effort. I'm sick of the starfuckers. I'm tired of conversations about nothing. I'm really fed up with sycophantic dialog when what we really want to say is "Hey, you're a tremendous fuck up and your mistakes are making other people miserable."

You can't even tell people they suck anymore.
I'm bored with the people I love, disappointed in my acquaintances even though they've done nothing wrong. My life breeds ennui like stagnant pools of water breed mosquitoes.

There are so many things I want to give. But I have nothing.

Shape up, or ship out.
What does the air taste like way over there?