Pretty fucking grey out there today, the world looks devoid of hope. There really doesn't seem to be anything moving outside. Everything looks really black and white. LOL, just the way I like it!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm getting dressed. I have another twelve hour shift to work today, If I can I'm gonna get some more overtime tomorrow and I know I'm working all weekend. Fuck no, i"m not a workaholic but there really isn't fuck else to do after Halloween into summer except accumulate as much party money as one possibly fucking can. I can write music after I get off of work. My next toy is this really sweet fucking Washburn Twelve string guitar that I saw a few days ago. I haven't played a fucking twelve string in years. It'll sound good to sit by the fucking window and jam out on it. I spend alot of time by the window. The view never changes and tell the truth I couldn't Fucking tell you what I see when I look out.
Actually I don't believe I'm actually SEEING anything. I think I am lost in thought and fucking daydreaming. I even keep My computer next to the balcony window so I can stare out of it those few times I'm awake during the day. I really actually live for Sunsets. And you know what else I'm thinking right now? I'm thinking this is one of the fucking Gayest Journal entries I think I've ever fucking done. I'm really not used to be up this fucking early. Anyway I'm outta here, gotta pay my taxes to further the senseless war effort. L8er.
I'm getting dressed. I have another twelve hour shift to work today, If I can I'm gonna get some more overtime tomorrow and I know I'm working all weekend. Fuck no, i"m not a workaholic but there really isn't fuck else to do after Halloween into summer except accumulate as much party money as one possibly fucking can. I can write music after I get off of work. My next toy is this really sweet fucking Washburn Twelve string guitar that I saw a few days ago. I haven't played a fucking twelve string in years. It'll sound good to sit by the fucking window and jam out on it. I spend alot of time by the window. The view never changes and tell the truth I couldn't Fucking tell you what I see when I look out.
Actually I don't believe I'm actually SEEING anything. I think I am lost in thought and fucking daydreaming. I even keep My computer next to the balcony window so I can stare out of it those few times I'm awake during the day. I really actually live for Sunsets. And you know what else I'm thinking right now? I'm thinking this is one of the fucking Gayest Journal entries I think I've ever fucking done. I'm really not used to be up this fucking early. Anyway I'm outta here, gotta pay my taxes to further the senseless war effort. L8er.
funny, i keep playing with my last post and the idea of caesar and the five gold pieces got in there.... i don't usually "edit" but this one just doesn't feel quite right - maybe it's not supposed to. nothing feels quite right. maybe if i get the words right, things will make sense? hehehe. kidding. maybe my guy will look for jobs overseas or in canada. and i'm not kidding about that. he works for GE. they used to bring good things to life, now they're imagination at work. kind of like killing the clean air laws and replacing them with clear skies.... means nothing. not to say that imagination isn't a good thing - but the problem is that they don't manufacture things here anymore. they fucking outsource their TRAINING to india! not that i have anything against india - fuck. i'm so done.
oh, there was this place i used to go to when i was a kid - punk shows and the like. for some reason i can't remember the name. but i do remember the last band i saw there was meat beat manifesto. 'twas a cinderblock building somewhere in jersey. maybe it began with a G - City Gardens? fuck it. no memory.
once again, this post of yours is amazing and i love it. and you're totally right about the politics of fear having won the election.