Sometimes it shocks me. When I feel like it's going my way and I like what I see, things just pop out and change. It's part of life I know. I'm just not that person who looks at "the big picture." My head is too small. Kinda like the character from beetlejuice, the guy with a small head. It's a lonely feeling when you don't have a sense of direction. You can hear your conscience talk to you while you're sleeping, but really I have no clue. Play the game they say. Everything seems to be a drill. I'm kinda upset.

I like tap water

Out here in loopy land. Glammy and fanny. Most of the people I've seen look like they came out of a microwave. If i could do it, I'd peel of the shiny dead skin and see what they really look like. I mean if you want to look different why not put on a hat or a turkey on your head. I think that would be interesting to see. I wouldn't miss this place if i left. Not even the weather. Walking sucks. The sun is on your back putting this enormous heat weight on you. You tend to talk to yourself and sometimes makes you do crazy things. It's not like humidity I guess, that feels like bear hugs from fat people, at least you feel the love. Oh the health nuts. Obsessiveness at it's best. The pleasure of eating can be such a bore. Will the organic crap that comes out of your ass be good for the sewege system? Deep thoughts........Will the trees stop crying? I'm generalizing, but don't think you actually care for the environment getting into your sportscar (hoping in won't rain) screeching your tires in a rush to get more caffeine fuel from starbucks, tempting you to do moral things by saying the fucking sizes right!

coffee break

here i go, feeling anxious. can't quite put my finger on it. pressure i think. i feel like i swallowed a starbucks franchise. hoooweeee, i'm wired. i'd read a book and skip through pages. read the "the end." wow that was a nice story. HMmmm? i'll smoke about a pack of cigarettes and contimplate the meaning of all this. you know the meaning of waking up. judging from the time now and have later i'd probably not enjoy this, cuz i'll say it's almost over. i'll stare at the teevee feeding me useless info i might use later on other useless time. bitter yes, like my coffee, just the way i like it. more please.

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I can't sleep. I guess it's all this nonsense that's on my mind. I'm thinking what's the point. I only have a few hours before I go to work. I know I'm going to be crabby and tired later on but heck, I have no expectations. Probably just use my one-liners, say something corny and maybe people would leave me alone. There's a bit of change in the weather. The breeze is cooler, not as cool as it is back home. The fall sure brings lots of memories, too much I suppose. Readying yourself for hybernation. I had a nice conversation with a friend the other day. Shits and giggles. Sometimes I feel that I'm too slow when we have our conversation. She's too smart maybe. Her tounge tangles my brain. She's something else though. She really knows her shit. Maybe a a bit much that she over analyzes the analogy of the anal of what she was analyzing. See, I'm confused. That's why I can't sleep.