just a moment or...
the greeks did it naked though, right?...
well then, it's time to pull one of my trump cards and expose the medical knowledge that there's a good statistical probability that i could very well be of greek decent as there is a very high (extremely) statistical probability (all based on genetics, lusts, and dietary habits, mind you... oh, and the fruit flies, can't forget the fruit flies) that this body i inhabit has genes that originate from the mediterrennen basin, naked it is...
the trouble with doing laundry and eating a big bowl of raisin bran while blogging is that the laundry gets forgotten, shirts get wrinkled, the meeting goes poorly because ebveryone in distracted by the wrinkled, you get no respect from the fashion police, the boss fires you for some innocuous remark but you really know it's the wrinkles, you speed home ashamed to show your wrinkled just fired ass in public, the cop who stops you to give you the ticket laughs at your story and writes another ticket for wearing a wrinkled shirt, and the flakes get soggy... also, the rice milk runs down your chin as you rush a spoonful into your mouth with one hand while typing with the other... if you're really unlucky, you short out your keyboard and have to resort to emailing your blog in on your phone...
but it's so gooood....
ok, all that to say i am a bit distracted (and just think, no tcv, no roommates, nothing but me and my taste buds, household chores, and an over-active imagination) and i am running out of time cuz i really liked waking up early and still feeling refreshed and that means going to bed earlier than i usually do cuz tomorrow i might actually make it to the gym in the morning instead of being distracted by evil (wait, sarah mac will sing angel and save me) but i really want to share some words with you (and i obviously have some, aye?) so i shall write a bit more (of course you know this belongs btc, but here we are)...
so did i really skip another sunday?... softball was good, way hot (and i'm not talking about my teammates, though they'd love it if they were reading (hi boys) because i don't think they are quite certain of my sexual preferences and it is a primarily gay/lesbian league on sundays (heck, the straights are all in church around here and i wanna play softball, dangit)... we won 12-6 and i just got some rice milk on the keyboard, dangdoodoo... no worries it's an ancient keyboard attached to the laptop, not the laptop itself... anyway, i was saying, we won and i walked no one and strike out a bunch (i count walks, not strikeouts, but the coach said i struck out four which is a lot in softball... anyway, great game, even if i only got one hit)...
i'll slip something into that sunday slot sooner or later (and i haven't forgotten i missed a whole mess of summer days and you know how it works, when you least expect it i'll let you know that a dozen or few entries suddenly appeared for posterity and whomever has the time and inclination... see, i got home and the wisdom of the ages took over as i was listening to the dryer go 'round and tapping on the keys and the eyes getting droopy and instead of eating some chocolates or drinking sugar or doing something to wake myself up, i let myself nod and crawled into bed and slept sweet sleep... and i ate a bag of carrots before that instead of snacking on chocolates (and i even threw out a whole box of chocolate cookies (did you notice me look around for a smiting?... i mean, there may or may not be a god like in the big books on the shelves, but there must be a god of chocolate somewhere cuz nothing could be that good without some divinely magical intervention...
nyuk...
and today?... well, maybe i'll tell you about today yesterday, so there'll be an entry for both days... but then, too little happened today to actually make an entry (are we all staring at the screen wondering how i could possibly say that?) so... today i woke early all set to shower and head to the gym and shower and head to get my oil changed (cuz the car is dying for new oil, really, way overdue) and then get to work early cuz today was the big day, my quality council meeting that everybody hates because it's always been so long and disorganized and out of control, so i need to be ready cuz there is enough undermining and passive aggressiveness around the place that if i let the m start, the meeting will be long and disorganized and get out of control, so i didn't...
we allot an hour for the meeting (many places allot two or more... it's the meeting where the quality of everything is reviewed, so sometimes a whole lot of things are reviewed and picked apart and that takes time) and i slammed it through in 40 minutes (i started the meeting by saying if i started talking too fast, the admin asst would make the tape available, so don't interrupt and listen faster... the laughter helped :)
actually, there was good discussion and respect for all for the first time in a long time... that's a positive attidude (or attitude) and confidence and charisma for you, works every time... now if it was only available in large doses every time, chuckle and all that, charlie brown... and then i left early and came home and babbled on the net some more (almost had a crisis there for a minute or few, those dang realizations come hard sometimes, but i think i got through it without doing too much damage (there's always hope) and i am doing laundry and here we are...
let's see, a softball game, light meals, good sleep, laundry, short work day, and good mood, how'd all that turn into this long entry i'll never know, but there are two days for the price of one... long live the economy of words...
somewhere else :)
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talk about bullshit of the highest degree, so i sit here in irvine @ berribest and j.lo is yeah, 1 phone call away.
NOT ONE GODDAM TIME I ACTUALLY HAVE NEEDED ANYTHING REALLY HAVE YOU ACTUALLY DONE JACKSHIT NOTHING FOR ME.
ONCE.
AT LEAST ONCE.
when i asked.
fuck your light and love and bloody excuses.
to think there was a time i was hoping that if i ever get locked up you'd at least visit me once.
WHAT A FUCKING JOKE.
i'm going to toronto and then romania and then i'm renting a car and going to budapest where i'll get married to pernickety.
just because i can.
fuck you.
:P
I like this guy ... whomever he may be!
he's my best friend
he's my alter ego
he's you
he's me
he's all of us
wait, he's not V, he's Z...
so ya wanna talk?
and here's another side of my coinage...
no i can't go to toronto
cuz they won't let me in
cuz what i did to canada
must be more than a sin
i raped all their women
then i raped all their men
but when i got to raping moose
that's when they locked me up and then
i raped all their prisoners
then i raped all their guards
but when i raped the warden's beaver
that's when they came down hard
the took me to niagara falls
and put mt in a boat
and shot a dozen holes in it
just in case it could float
they waited till the time was right
just after a hard rain
and set me off to fly or drown
or simply go insane
oh canada
you really were a pain...
.
.
.
no i can't go to romania
cuz they won't let me in
cuz i don't have a passport, sheesh,
you'd think that was a sin
but i don't believe in nation states
or the practices they preach
so i can't go to romania
alas, no nadia comaniche
and
no i can't go to budapest
for they want papers too
so i'll just invite pernickety here
and leave budapest for you
but in the end...
i can not go a lot of places
my travel places all fail
but one place i can surely go
is straight to hell - or jail
so surely i'll come visit you
we'll have a big yard sail
there's no place left that scares me now
for hell, i've been with gail
.
.
.
there are no boundaries around me
but some people like their boundaries
and i've come to learn to respect them
even if i don't respect them
the boundaries, i mean, i mean
i respect the people behind them
even if i think boundaries are not the way for me
some people just want more space and time
even if we don't think they need it
even if we think it's not good for them
even if it takes forever...
oh fuck, not that song again!
sometimes my irreverence just kills me :)
Brilliant! (I do so love laughing ... thank you)
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