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Open Your Mail

J takes over kitchen.A states, “Someone had to.” News at 11.

Weekend lives up to promises. Good comedy, decent party, good other stuff, shopping, Bears win, good food….

Left Best Buy after Bears winning and shopping endorphines wore off and the second I got to my car it was like all the shit I’ve been putting off rolled off the car and into me. For some reason, the bag of laundry represented all that was evil in the world, not to mention the broken front license plate holder. If it’s not one thing…. There are a ton of envelopes in my apartment, all closed, that when opened, are just going to wreak some sort of havoc upon me.

No Focus

no focus today. dogs barking, tower of power upstairs (what the hell does that mean?) and noise noise noise. and foolishness. and so much et cetera, it blows the mind.

as much as the week has blown by, this day has crawled. i am in constant disbelief that it is already friday but it is only 4:00.

still playing the same old games — forgetting names, forgetting faces — remember what you will — i can’t see the point in that — take a deep breath for me — remember it’s not up to you —

Weekend Regret

it’s all on and gone — we’re feeling more human now, though last night (she said, oh baby i feel so down) as i cooked my steaknnoodles, never left my pajamas, flipped between oscars and sfu and home movies, never left my pajamas i realized that the source of the angst was:


    a. far too much drinking over the weekend

    b. far too much game/tv on sunday

    c. nobody to call to come sit in pajamas too.

but that’s the way the world goes. who’s to say who’s right anymore?

new cycle of life — build up, let out, feel guilty. chase new, let out, feel guilty. ashamed of myself. this is personally encoded.

the lesson i learned — once the bullshit filter is turned off, you start to see a lot of things. and once you…stop filtering your own bullshit, you become yourself again. this is very liberating, and you start to see what might have happened had you gotten too comfortable. i wonder if it goes both ways…. you realize you got very lucky and you make the decision:

    to never let yourself get comfortable that quickly again.

because remember what happened last time?