evening

waking up. I’ve said drastic things. that I’ve fallen from the sky, from a plane, and survived. survived how? well, things are broken, but never mind. complain all the small things out of your mouth. the doctor may spot something just in time. as I am hoping with mine. the new meds are fucking me up – how will I live a new life? more bedridden? how will they move a bed into the office? they would sooner move me out. if I were to tell them… gasps. warm bodies. able bodies. the cold makes a guessing game of me. eating vegetarian chili wondering how conscious they were to give me vegetarian medicine.

4 pills a day keeps the doctor away, at least for another month. 4 pills a day, my stomach glows and aches so that when food reaches it, it hurts even more. never had that happen. (after this bottle, if my leg is still aching, they’ll have to put it on a block! whatever that means. this bottle of rattling pills is a time bomb, rattles like a snake, bites, bites like a hungry snake.)

the king
and his subjects.

an idea. a subject.

subjugate.

loyal subjects.

boring subjects.

studying a subject for school.

father asks his daughter, what’s her favorite subject.
she answers, English.

—-

film deteriorates, I hear. vanishes. deaths.
what’s the name again? – there is a film
about the death of film. hearing about it
on NPR. iPods and NPR form a solid army.

—-

I am onto volume 4 of Sandman. school is going well, though exhausting. last night I had my first portfolio review, scoring a B+, which I think is pretty good for me. my first class in ten years. she says I will do well in this field (I just want to do well, period, but I know what she means).

our microwave died in mid-cook last night and has decided not to come back. casey is kinding me lemon drops. I’m looking fwd to going back to bed. I can read there and just chill out. I need much rest.

need advice on how to remove a master drive from my G4 tower. anyone? the angle in which it is mounted, a typical screwdriver cannot reach. what are the proper tools?

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