what can I say, I whine a lot these days, these days of working late at night and going home in morning light without someone to hold me tight I know somehow it isn't right, but what can I say... I whine a lot these days...

and the poet takes a big bow, wowwing the audience with the sound of material ripping and wondering if he remembered to put on underwear today... accolades and roses are tossed on to the stage like so many discarded beer bottles and as he backs off, he notices most of the stems are plentiful with thorns, bleeding from all of his souls now, he casts a desperate look to the sky to wonder why and still, there is no response and all he knows for sure is that somewhere out there in the great beyond, whatever power there might be has lost his number...

hey, it's easier than taking responsibility for it myself, ya know?...

ok, so how are we anyway? (laughter is such a discriminating elixor... have you found the cure?)... I went to work just before 11PM and arrived home almost 2PM the following day and such a life makes for easy isolation... luckily, Precious got out of school early so she and Rasputin met me for lunch at the local all-you-can-eat chinese (and I know a few chinese like that too, but we went to the Hong Kong buffet, in case you are in the area and can travel back in time and want to meet us there), so my socially starved soul is saved for today...

on the way home I stopped at the library cuz I had many CDs and a few books to return and while there I made yet another random raid on the library and came home with more music... one of these days I will list all of the library CDs I have taken out recently (and adding in those Precious has taken out, that would be more than many... many, many, at least)... not to mention all of the CDs I have copied for personal use recently (Jim Croche's Greatest Hits currently plays and it was preceeded by another Tom Chapin, this time Moonboat... typing in recent reading and music, the library saved my life tonight)...

speaking of reading, I finished The Da Vinci Code and I applaud Dan Brown for a novel novel on a treadworn subject... while I saw through some of the story, much of it was very cleverly done... I can see it turned into a movie very easily, the action is fast paced (reminding me vaguely of 24 in some ways, in pace and plot twists, though the subject matter is very different)...

anyway, we got home and actually went almost an hour before Precious turned on the TV, so there's hope for her mind yet... her body, well, she's going through quite a lazy period these days, studying for an advanced degree in avoiding movement as she earns the first annual the casa de candoor least active couch-potato-of-the-month award (and even this does not shame her into getting up for anything other than another Pepsi)... I must have this effect on people since Sam was the former recipient and he slimmed down dramatically since moving into a new life in another city... no worries, I shall overcome the sedentary influences and keep going to the gym and just watch, earn the most active couch-potato award next year...

that's all for today's entry... though I won't be able to upload it just now and may not find a way later... at least it was written... yesterday's entry may be written tomorrow and uploaded the day after, or later, but I doubt it (later) cuz I am over-sleepy and must work again in a few hours and adding to the delay in your reading these words, the DLand server has been unreachable a lot in the past day or few minutes, at least...

in spite of all my whining, I laugh a lot, inside, at myself... somebody has to amuse me and I'm the only one around paying attention most of the time... in the physical spaces, I mean... I know you're out there... somewhere... I would write about love and sex and living la vita loca or some such extravangances, but that stuff is just not happening around here these days and I'm not about the fiction, at least not here in life in black and white... and really, how many times do you want me to masturbate here in public just for you?...

so in closing I boldly say to you all (and each one of you personally, com'ere so I can whisper in your ear)... keep your photographs and memories close and your friends even closer and have fun out there, wherever and whenever you are...

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