perhaps rock bottom has been hit...

i think i have coughed more in the last 24 hours than i have in most of my 42 years on this fucking planet. i'm hoping that's rock bottom and the only way to go from here is up. i went and got the pills my doctor said i could use and wouldn't affect my liver at all. i had to go get them or my mother was going to sneak out and get them from me. so, that's why this blog started 30 minutes later than i wanted to today. the asshole son had to tell his mother it's okay to allow the asshole to be an adult. good times.

i might have got a little over 4 hours of sleep last night. considering that's about what i get when i'm healthy, that's a good sign. i would love if i could actually sleep in a bed again before the weekend rolls around.

and i'm so fucking behind on getting the poems out there... if i'm better by the weekend, i know what i'll be doing.

the New York Yankees won last night, 3-2 over Boston. the Yankees are now tied for first place in the division. that also means they are tied for the best record in baseball. the last time the Yankees won 16 out of 17 games was in 1953. they play again tonight.

i was not happy with one of the people that got sent home last night on The Voice. Christiana absolutely should have been saved last night.

Smackdown was really good last night. imagine that, a wrestling show that actually shows mostly wrestling. concept.

205 Live was excellent last night.

Deadliest Catch was really good last night.

The Jim Jefferies Show was hilarious last night.

The Chris Gethard Show was fucking bizarre last night. it also reminded me why i miss smoking weed so much.

here are your highlights from the NBA playoffs last night:

enjoy some music:

and now some of this and that:

on the DVR tonight will be Vice News Tonight and Being Serena. i'll watch NXT sometime tonight on WWE Network.

i'll probably watch some of the NBA playoff game between Boston and Philadelphia tonight as well.

i'll probably be on here tomorrow after mom's physical therapy session and after Manchester United plays.

i took the pills i got today right before starting to write this. they are supposed to make me drowsy. once again, i'm probably the exception to the fucking rule.

that's all for me kids.

diría rezar por mí, pero eso no funciona

be well. be creative. be cool. be quick to send me CASH, panties, hate mail, love letters, broken promises and dirty pennies from heaven.

peace and chicken grease...

music:

FKA twigs - Ache
CocoRosie - Werewolf
Tei Shi - Bassically
Cat Power - Ruin

"Poetry is an orphan of silence. The words never quite equal the experience behind them." - Charles Simic

and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day: