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2005-02-26 - 5:40 a.m. the entry that wasn't the entry it intended to be so as I was reading the post modern courtesan... wait, there's something happening here... ok, I am back... maintenance person banged on the door (apparently at Rasputin's request) and had something to say about the washing machine that they say flooded the downstairs apartment... since nobody answered the door, I did... after a few semi-awkward moments of silence and then semi-awkward conversation (he apparently expected to be expected and I had no idea why he was there), with pizza dripping from his hand, Raspy jumped in and had his say... they argued a bit as I tried to extricate myself from the conversation since it appeared to be a continuation of a conversation they were having earlier at the office... why he didn't just answer the door, well, that's one of the little mysteries of living with Rasputin... just as I was starting this entry... now where were we?... somehow, between pizza and the maintenance mess and the apartment management (where I live) and the hospital management (where I work) and the general malaise and incompetency and fear-based human culture and universal joke of dumping me here on this planet as I am, I lost my train of thought... maybe in a tunnel... there must be some Freudian joke in there and someone must be laughing now, but being halfway to heaven, who knows who cares and la de da... in other words, this entry will be not as it started out to be, whatever that was... it will be something different and probably stained by the immediate environment (whether that's a stained glass beautiful, stained butterfly morbid collectable, stained cell biological experiment, or stained soiled underwear is to be seen... of course there are all soort of other sorts of stains as well and there are combinations, but be that as the case may be, for better or worse, this entry may be stained and will certainly not be whatever it started out to be, but it will be whatever is is when it becomes what it will be, or is, as the case may be)... of course it all makes sense if you understand... kapish?... maybe I'm just not ready for Mistress Matisse (or even for memories of golden days that Sweet Jane inspires, alas)... and not really speaking of Manet (or Monet, for that matter), and Mattise, I was thinking of giving an award... lots of people do and I figured I was just as worthy of giving one as anybody else... it would be the IS award... or the SI award... or both... or two different awards... I have not decided yet, which may deserve an award in itself when this is finally over... if it's ever over... we will not slip into the cockpit dialog from Airplane now... the award would be for Outstanding or Unpredictable Efforts in Irreverent Seriousness... or for Outstanding or Unpredictable Efforts in Serious Irreverence... it all depends... on perspective, at least... and other things... from the sound of each, they should make for an amusing award ceremony... the priest from The Princess Bride not withstanding, almost anyone could have fun saying ouesi or maybe even more saying oueis... well, maybe not more... one of the first candidates or nominees for one of the first awards would be these folk (as you'll note, I discovered them in the next entry which was written sort of simultaneously with this entry and may be the entry this was suppose to be along with and a few spontaneous emails to webmasters and mistresses, but that's besides the point)... feel free to suggest candidates or nominees and offer suggestions about whether there should be two awards and what the difference between them should be in terms of definitions and criteria for candidacy or nomination and winning and anything else that comes to mind... somewhere along the way I fell asleep and forgot wherever I was (again) and so this very well could be an interesting entry if you like abstract art or potentially meaningless diatribes, but for those of you, dear readers, wonderful readers, who put up with my mental meanderings, I love you and shall perservere to complete this entry, wherever it may lead us... Rasputin just woke up and came out to fart (no joke, that's the first thing he did, or dis, after he sat down... he does this quite often in the middle of the night on his nights off... he apparently does not smell his own waste gases... where's the candle)... actually, the very first thing he did was reach for a Diet Pepsi and more pizza... that's the pizza I bought yesterday for $32, not that I'm counting or anything (see?, I say to those who urge me to start counting.. hey, acknowledging is a start, right?)... the three of us ate well, they ate twice so far... I've yet to see or hear mention of splitting the cost three ways... just more farting... on a positive scent, or side, he must have remembered my pointing out the trail of food droppings he and Precious were leaving behind them earlier this afternoon as they were eating the pizza the first time while walking around the apartment apparently oblivious to the fact that the sauce and pizza toppings tend to obey the known laws of gravity on this planet and therein, stain the carpet, for on his second trip to the pizza box he grabbed a paper plate... I supply those too, hoping... and after sitting out here for about a half hour, farting several more times and eating a few more slices of pizza in between mini-naps, he retires back to his room, of course leaving the lights on, with one last fart... hey, I just report the events as they happen... speaking of food (love the segue, aye?), I think I could fall in love with her (or him, I have only read one entry and the about page... great gimmick, or someone I might have grown up with in NYC), or at least with the kitchen... I am remembering having a house... I loved my kitchen... I miss being alive... Raspy's back for more pizza and this time, conversation... he's got decisions... they insurance company finally made a decision on his car that was hit rather badly just before Xmas... they were not hurt, very luckily since it was hit just a few feet in front of the driver's door with an impact to total the front end... yes, they finally decided it was totalled and his finance company will receive a check from the insurance company leaving Raspy with a little more than a thousand bucks to pay off... now his decision is what to do about a new car... he's tossing between buying an older car for under $2000 and after a few months or year of driving it and paying off the finance on the totalled car and saving money, buying a new car and taking on the new finance payments and giving the old car to Precious... I like that idea because it'll give us a chance to test the car over a long period of time before Precious drives it off on her own... the other idea is to but a semi-new car and just keep paying the large monthly payments by financing through the same finance company... I listened to the debate and offered my input and he'll decide what he decides when he decides... anyway, in closing, I wanna meet a kinky librarian... yes, sharing a love of books and a love of flesh (all the senses) is vital to a healthy relationship... and if we add in a love of music, chocolate, and feeling good by doing good for self and others, we've got the makings of an ideal soulmate for me...
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