Thursday, July 22, 2010

Not that I'm Bitter or anything vol. 3

Myspace really needs a "cable cord hang ten" category on their blog. that's how i feel. like that stupid scene in that stupid movie based on a book i didn't realize was stupid till i was out of college. you know what i'm talking about, crazy cakes. ps the way i feel sounds like this.

so yeah, we're back to that. the more things change, the more ass they suck.

week was odd. heavy dreams. perpetual blow offs. took a while, but it just hit me. all of it. at once. manifested into a boil on my knee. been draining for a few days. another tablespoon of pus. that about sums it all up i guess. tribute shows next week. maybe that has something to do with it.

Why do i agree to do things? why should i care if someone is forlorn at my absence? what good does my presence do anyway? i am literally bringing nothing to the table. and i can't drink because i'm on anti-biotics. little aquamarine capsules.

Started writing some short piece. it was concocted in a total Barton Fink esque fervor. all that was missing was John Goodman saying "Heil Hitler" while shooting someone in the face. also i didn't get yelled at by a giant Jew. and unfortunately, no women were murdered. so really it was nothing like Barton Fink. brroing.

started work. library. it's decent enough. i don't dread it, so that's nice. the occasional MILF. the occasional mostly-illegal page girl. books and DVDs. reasonably quiet. kids don't shut up. parents don't shut them up. meh.. least they're reading. they've already got one up on this Jessi Slaughter character.

They all ask me what i wanna do, cause i can't possibly wanna do this. I think i am doing what i want, i just don't get paid for it, so GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME.

My new favorite bands are COFFINWORM, BROBDINGNAGIAN, and THE KILIMANJARO DARKJAZZ ENSEMBLE. . checked out this other clown called "DR. STEEL". total ass-maggot. i saw one of his gay PSAs on this otherwise bad-ass Public Access show. total superficial (emphasis on the "fist" n'yeah) wannabe "steampunk" bullshit. apparently "steampunk" now means shamelessly copying Tom Waits and the weaker Mike Patton projects while pretending to be an Inspector Gadget villain.... as long as you wear kooky goggles while doing it. yippee.

enjoy those brain slushies, FroBros.

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