Tuesday, March 28, 2006

Tom waits.

I suppose this is going to be a very long day/night…thing. Initiate launch sequence at 3…approximate time for lift off…lord knows…with this shit…I predict a 7 o’ clock flight…although last time I was off by around four hours!!! So that’s insane.
Just try not to press the wrong button…sitting spaced out completely not really thinking much about anything…just biding my time till the fun and games begin…feeling a bit cold…inability to…think fluently. Somebody turned the volume off. Too bad. I found the clippie thing…and the hahaha cheap mobile ring tones…nobody calls a mobile a mobile anymore…they’re cell phones…we are Americunts. Does it make a difference? No not really.
I was sleeping before or just lying down thinking…either way it was nothing…nothing... I hate it when i get stuck on one word and completely forget what was supposed to follow…remember that…ok it’s been a while since we did that though…I was wondering if you’re waiting for something or if you’re just chicken…the problem is that once you get the first prize there’s no point in competing…because now you’ll only mess it up…thing thing thing.
How to steal the red baron’s airplane for joyrides and stuff.
I was reading something…yes…a novel…by p.g. wodehouse…I was stuck outside with no lights so I thought I might as well read that…the small bachelor…it’s a funny book…only read a bit of it…I don’t expect to finish it because I’m bound to forget all and everything about its existence…this strange thing happened yesterday when for no reason I would become increasingly and uncomfortably sober…didn’t know what to do…felt like my brain had finally just decided to not participate in the fun anymore…which isn’t normal behavior…I dunno if I imagined it or if it’s in anyway significant…but…a boy told me about an evil rumor about me….hahahaha…apparently…in a nutshell…I am heartless…isn’t that a shame…it’s funny that I have no idea how I’m heartless…actually I kind of am…so it’s all good.
I was day dreaming about something…about another country…I’d like some pineapple juice…man it would be so nice if I could get some of that…`
I’m just trying to waste some time before this gets interesting…frozen chemicals and vomit…what the hell were those pukage days about? What was going on…? In anycase it feels alright now…I think I should just go fall asleep…I feel really sleepy…so…wait…ok pointless…good night.
Tom waits. and waits. and waits. and waits. and waits. and waits. and waits. and waits.

1 Comments:

Blogger Duck said...

we seem to be stuck in this informal battle...any blog without the word puke/vomit/insane is obviously not a blog written by me...
any blog which can not get impatient and start screaming...isn\'t mine either...but any blog that decides half way through that it wants to become a poem...is my blog...there is a reason why i like that other one...because it rhymes...rhymes very well...
man i should\'ve leant in...hahaha. it\'s fun because it\'s never going to happen and yet who knows...and then...

ok puppi bye.

it\'s obviously kicking in.

5:43 AM  

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