part 1 of this post is in response to a tweet the muse sent out last night that my ego insists is directed for me, which even if it's not, for the purposes of this entertainment, it is. the tweet goes as follows "Can you leave it all behind? Cause you can't go back."
my response is a heartbroken YES. sadly i can leave it all behind as being a fucking lapdog is not my specialty. my love and our friendship was once one of the most important things in my life. on most days, the most important. but if constantly being belittled, shit on and made to feel insignificant is what it takes to be your friend, i will gladly fall back into the arms of my mistress named loneliness. and seeing that i will honor your final words and this piece of shit won't call you again, i figured i would take this space to offer a few words.
i do hope for the best for you. i do hope you get what you want out of life. i do hope you figure a few things out along the way. and i do wish you the best of luck finding all the suckers in the world. and i hope for your sake, you figure those things out before they do.
now on to part 2
didn't catch much of the all star game last night. from what little i did see, i didn't miss much. i was more interested in Deadliest Catch. i figure most of the world found something better to do as well.
listened to episode #21 of The Sam Roberts Show Online this morning. entertaining as always. check it out at www.notsam.com. well worth your time.
not much in the mail or paper today, so the rest of my day will be spent readying my submissions for tomorrow. return envelopes, double check of poems, all that good shit. then, a nap where i yearn for rain. there is talk that we might get an inch of it over the weekend. i'm not holding my breath.
Buddy Guy - Buddy's Baddest: The Best Of Buddy Guy
Mumford & Sons - Sigh No More
Ray LaMontagne - Till The Sun Turns Black
Natalie Merchant - Tigerlily
"Death may be the greatest of all human blessings." - Socrates