a pure slice of fresh hell

the third email i opened early this morning was the acceptance note i got back on my poetry submission. i thought what a great way to start a month. little did i know...

at high noon i felt my stomach start to rumble. i had already went 3 times in the morning, so this must be just some gas. whoops. 20 minutes later i was downing some Imodium. 15 minutes after that, just as i'm getting ready to go feed the cats, back to the bathroom. by this time, my back is killing me and i'm wiping blood. good times. did i mention i still had to go out and feed the cats? mind you, summer has returned so today was hot and humid. by 1 in the afternoon, wiping sweat from my forehead, i just utter out today is a pure slice of fresh hell. a nice long shower quickly followed. while in there, my inner self asked me the usual question...

many a man better and greater than you have had the decency to kill themselves... WHAT MAKES YOU SPECIAL?

as usual, i have no response. tonight i will apologize to the 8 year old me and once again ask forgiveness for not believing him then... it's all been downhill since.

at least i was smart enough to wait until i knew i wasn't going to shit again to clean the toilets.

so, if you happen to still be reading this, i thank you. and quietly ask, what is your disease?

the Yankees play tonight in Boston. i'll probably watch a little of the game, mostly to see the new players.

Big Brother was good last night. Amber looked a little stunned and pissed when she got voted out last night. they didn't get the HOH game done before the broadcast was over, so i had to go online to see who won. let's just say it's going to be a different week this week. plus, the house guests don't know it's a double eviction coming up. that is always fun.

Married and You're the Worst were both really good last night.

other than baseball tonight, i'll probably flip through the channels to either find some wrestling, some food, some tree houses, or some history shit. good times.

that's all for me today. i'll be on here tomorrow before all the games begin.

today was the start of my "vacation" as well. what a lovely mess my life is right now.

hope everyone has a great weekend. don't worry, you have a 99.9% chance of having a better one than me.

be well. be creative. be cool. be quick to send cash, help, panties, a life line, or a hitman.

peace and chicken grease...

music:

Nightwish - Ghost Love Score (Live)
Gov't Mule - War Pigs (Live)
The Crystal Method - Busy Child

"I mean, whatever kills you kills you, and your death is authentic no matter how you die." - Jerry Garcia