mrzablowdowski

Waiting room.
My life has a lot to do with waiting. Waiting for something to happen. At times it never does.
At times, I try to get something to happen. Often it is a mistake.
So, I'll sit and wait. No mistake.

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shut your fucking face uncle fucka
you're a cock sucking ass licking uncle fucka
you're an uncle fucka, yes its true
nobody fucks uncles quite like you

shut your fucking face uncle fucka
you're the one that fucked your uncle, uncle fucka
you dont eat or sleep or mow the lawn,
you just fuck your uncle all day long

hmmm!

what's going on here?...
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In the hospital nothing frightens me. Poked, prodded, and probed with everything here.

sssh...granny's sleeping

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she looks like the real thing
she tastes like the real thing
my fake plastic love
but I can't help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling

- Fake Plastic Trees Radiohead
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Outside. Me and Mr. Ting. Get to know each other. I am simple. He is complex. One of those relationships. It'll take time. It'll work out.

It's natural for people to name inanimate objects. Boats blazon bow and stern. Secret pseudonym for silly stuff. I'm not one to name names.
Meet Mr. Ting. Oriental robot number one son. Solid work ethic. Mind for perfection. Over in the belly of some slow boat. My attaboy.
I am the dope! Let's trip.

Freedom is overrated.
I like to be told what to do.
I said I had tax receipts in three shoe boxes. I never said I sent them in. I didn't.
The mailman woke me up today with two registered letters. I have thirty days. It's a little different here.
Oh well.

Meet the men. Operations V.P. came to town. Left over catering I got lunch for a week. Not expected to show. Never am. I'm the night man.
Mary. Sweet. Mary left a pile of sandwiches, the blue cheese, and of course the fruit. No one eats the fruit. Thoughtful.
My boss gave me the 'attaboy award' on the way out the door. On his way...
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This is just a test.

April 1
The service has been up and down like a yo-yo these last few days. I don't mind. I like the new features. And had a chance to catch up on a few thoughts.

I was going to write about bologna. How my mother would send me to Ben's Meat Market. I would get a dollars worth of bologna....
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bohemian like you jumpin in my jammis for a little extra
to dandy warhols
cuz i like you
i owe a little explaination
and roomies on the road
see. a scar can put meaning in your life
vicious thug or a skilled surgeon
i can remember the look on his face
dr. whateverhisnamewas
dread. profound fear.
months of symptoms relayed and explored
poked. prodded. scoped....
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