Monday, April 20, 2009

stomach

Smoked a bowl last night and read the whole time. Memory got a little wonky and had the urge to sleep on the couch. Today the weather is unbearable and it's only mid April. It's reminding me why I have to get out of here, why I have to leave. The weather reminds me why I have to leave.
My stomach is full from snacking but I am not satiated. I could eat little empty carb salty snack sweet chocolate knick knocks all day long but my stomach swells up. I should keep eating and then puke afterwards. No, I shouldn't, that would be unhealthy.

gave in

Last night driving home from book store bought two one about writing the other called What Should I Do With My Life? by Po Bronson. It's very good. Was hungry driving home at 9 o clock thought about going home and making a tuna sandwich. Decided that since there was no bread and no cheese I would get a cheeseburger again. Got a whopper and small drink. $5 i'll never see again. Whopper was good. Went home and read the book until it was time for bed.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

sushi

the sushi the other day was such a contrast from the mushy tilapia I fucked up tonight
will convert There Will Be Blood to mp4, the iPod's favorite video format apparently

Gregory

Gregory Aires opened the front door to his house, stepped out of it, and closed and locked the door behind him. He took a breath and began walking to his bus stop. Grey was the road and sidewalk constructed from concrete. Each house on the block had its own color scheme and set of trees and its own lawn depicting the amount of effort the owner put into its growth. Gregory Aires didn't think about how this particular day at the office would turn out, it was only Tuesday. No holiday, no early closing, no particular events in mind; he was just going to work. Of course, he was not free from his own thoughts.

April 14th taxes must do tonight do i have a program yes that's paid and that letter from AT&T bill has to be corrected should call Margie owe her a call sweet woman smile her hospitality shit Ryan was annoyed other day but Rosie says its fine the Charter assignment is due today maybe shopping after or to take the car in no time for that maybe I'll text Ryan or just wait and talk to him when I'm there did I take the Zyrtec yeah how much longer what am I gonna do those benefits don't kick in until fuck GP is general practitioner is there a meeting yes I got the cookies and W2s ready should make time at lunch and I fed Proust he'll be good as usual what about the farting yeah at the store I'll get that special stuff


He pulled an apple from his coat pocket and took a bite or two

A little more bitter than the Granny Smith I'm used to...

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

outage

that acidic stomach thing lead to a sore throat which lead to a cough which I still have. hopefully normal, have not been seen by medical personnel. Fortunately, soon - if everything goes right I'll have health insurance for a while, at least until classes are over...it'd be great if I got the whole year though, I can't wait!

Car has "check engine" light on.
Thought: Spell check is destructive.

Chose not to smoke nor drink with friends in late night meeting last night. It was a good time, too.
Went to school, slept through one class. The rest was decent. Got a C (77) on a big test from a day prior.
Cleared time to check brakes and see C to do school work, but not doing it now.

Thought: Just write as I normally do, or in this fashion for one character's journal entry. Then make everyone else's journals (!!) or thoughts sound differently. It would be best not to exaggerate though.

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

what do you do when

you want to study a craft but have no where to begin?

The unluckiest man

[I]t would be hard to beat the hard-luck of a Japanese man named Tsutomu Yamaguchi.On August 6th, 1945, he was in Hiroshima on a business trip when the first A-bomb dropped on Japan exploded. He suffered some burns, but was considered well enough that he could leave Hiroshima the next day and go home. To Nagasaki.


oh my

sick

dreamed that I missed the deadline for that philosophy essay and hanging out with C and O was the culprit because i didn't make enough time for myself and my educational endeavors. which is slightly true.
Jasper is a little sleep spirit that wants to keep me in bed.
did not sleep, strong acidic sensation in stomach limits me and it sucks
need ginger ale
need relief

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

this morning

My poor cat's got something wrong with her eye,
she's squinting a lot cause there might be something wrong with her eye.
And there was cat urine on my comforter, after all the blood tests and
diagnostics, it turns out the issues were ultimately behavioral
The smell is foul and offensive to the nostrils,
pungent and crude, i put aside and away the toxified blanket
Discovered some mold under the kitchen sink that might be making me sick
my stomach's churning and all soured up
ate some healthy foods hoping it'd improve my attitude
but my morale is muy mal and thoughts in my head have driven me up a wall
out of my house, out of my house, i'm at the library but my study time is up

gross

Feel gross sensations in my stomach, bringing me down. Perhaps indigestion? Perhaps involving that energy drink I had last night? Maybe it was the Reese's. I feel ill and have not done much today besides recycling cans. Made about $32 USD in an hour, not sure what to do with it.
Wanted to put it in a savings account at the bank but felt too gross and grimy to go in public. Need to shower - I've come into contact with some bad mold under the kitchen sink. Not to mention all the outdoor fermented beer/backwash mixture lurking in the last stretch of the crushed cans that happened to drip on me as I organized all the cans into garbage bags to transport.
I had no idea how bad it was, it's absolutely filthy and damaged and the wood is wet and falling apart in some places.
Not sure what to tell mom, or where to begin, as I know nothing about the dynamics of the kitchen's schematics. It would also cost a bit to fix as well, not what I'd ask her to pay today anyway.

caffeinated fingertips

“A man who is master of himself can end a sorrow as easily as he can invent a pleasure. I don't want to be at the mercy of my emotions. I want to use them, to enjoy them, and to dominate them.”


good evening. it's quite late on this spring break evening. I have decided to administer a 16oz can of sugar-free Rockstar tonight. I'm not usually big on energy drinks but I'm trying to do something a little different tonight. On a normal night, I would be about to pass out from pot I ended up smoking today with a friend or two. It feels late and I am moderately confused. I will come back to you later.

Saturday, April 4, 2009

down and introspective

is the mood of the day
can't get my thoughts out 'bout cali-for-nigh-ay
clodded conglomerates thinking clouds dead
links betwixt them all turned red
neuron shot to neuron fire
neuro transmitter neuro action is dire