it's only 6:00 pm, i'm writing early today. hooray for me.
didn't really do a damn thing today, went to the bookstore to see the girl, also saw a lot of fat people eating cupcakes and 4,000 lattes. i got to overhear a woman, not that it was difficult, she was talking quite loud, about some guy being a nazi about rent and this and that. i looked up, and my eyes caught a woman across from me who also looked up, and we looked at each other as if to say "wow, that is crazy and funny." we shared a moment. too bad she was like...60 years old.
cooked beets. i can't help but feel there is a joke about dropping beets. don't know how that would work, but i know it's there somewhere. i should probably devote the rest of my life to nuance-ing and tweaking and polishing that joke until i have the perfect most hilarious joke in the world about dropping a beet. by then no one will get that saying and i will die a broken, poor, lonely insane man. that is probably how i'm gonna die anyway, really, but at least i will also have a hilarious joke about beets!
also cooked chicken wings. nothing funny about that.
i think i may be coming down with a cold, or getting sick, or whatever. that isn't cool. next week we are gonna walk up a 14er, i don't want to be sick for that.
didn't ride today (still might later, although i am tired and feel like i'm getting sick, so there is that). tomorrow i go to the gym to get huge, and tomorrow night there is a ride happening that i want to go on, not sure if i should, not sure i will be able to hang with the others. fuck i hope i'm not getting sick.
i need to do shit to be more creative. i don't know what that shit is, but i need to do it. i did break down and submit my crap to the online thing and they are gonna use it, so there is that. they asked if i wanted to do it regularly, i laughed. i may submit again, but i don't want them to get used to it.
i'm all discombobulated, and i like the word "cockelburr."
i'm done here.
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