Ugly misshapen
white trash from down below spent the better part of the night hacking up a
lung and she’s still at it this morning.
It sends me into titters of giggles.
Went for a haircut this morning. Or
did i?! the more I learn the less I want
to know. After the haircut I stopped by
a local coffee dive to purchase a medium black iced Americano. Small piece of fabric up the glorious big
ass. A real breath of fresh ass. Bending over with such grace and skill to
pour the hot coffee over the cold ice. Take
everything I have! Take all the cash I have
for that skill with the hot coffee pouring!
And now it’s
a prelude to an uh! A mixture of
personalities as the whole day contained so much color, joy and shame! Your old pal Jimmy Adjudication here to
report that nothing has changed on the financial front! Still waiting to hear something, anything,
from somebody! Fortunately, I’d vowed
during these uncertain times to rack up even more credit card debt and so far I
have been succeeding with great aplomb! With
great relish and sauerkraut! I managed
to scrounge up roughly one hundred fifty dollars cash American but that will
closely be wasted on booze. Drank a lot
of coffee today though. So much so that I’m
trembling as I write this and my stomach is in considerable pain. That’s why I have pepto though. Landlord called too. All my life – it’s such a shame shame
shame. But then at some point I learned
that the Dark Angel will return tonight and my spirits were lifted. Savvy readers may recall that the ongoing
exploits of the Dark Angel are one of the only things keeping me alive these
days.
Lets not
bury the lead any longer than necessary.
Clashing of events now. all the
mundanity of my life gloriously out of order.
Went to the bank at one point. Man, this prose is really suffering. My writing
has gone to shit. Even more than normal. Two parcels arrived at my domicilio
today. Or did they?! The more I learn the less I want to
know. One was a book that I want to
read. Or do i?! the more I learn the less I want to
know. The other is from the wagon that
is now tens of miles up the road ahead of me.
ah, the sunshine state. Ah, glorious
commerce. Ah, the joys that must be
inherent to repeat customers. Bonus tightly sealed in a Ziploc bag. Five stars.
Satisfaction guaranteed. Inventory
on a yellow postit note. Tryouts . then
multiple layers. Can’t breathe!!! Then another immediate buy before it is too
late. But for me, it’s always too late. Same for your old pal Jimmy
Adjudication. for losers like us it is
always too late. Somewhere in the midst
of all this, helping to bookend the total lack of workday was a glorious new
discovery. There, a little Shangri la in
the middle of the desert. Hmmm, you’ve
been here before, haven’t you? I’m
certain. I never forget a face. what was with all the nerves. You’re a grown
man, damnit. Or are you?! The more I learn the less I want to
know. Dead time. only one around. Still at the right for two lists of choices
to be offered. Yes, I had a big ethnic
meal early afternoon and also imbibed some soft alcohol. Spending money you don’t have is one of the
great pleasures of life and one of the grandest institutions that make up this
great country, this united states . the
meal left me feeling bloated and disgusting as is my wont. Yet, glorious, another breath of fresh…somehow
even greater than that of the dawn. Stupendous,
astounding . truly wonderful. Tears up,
best thing that’s happened to him in a long time?! hard to say.
Or is it? the more I learn the less I want to know. But that coupled with the parcel, it was all
too much. Overload . couldn’t stop
thinking about. Manicured to
infinity. Plying the skills of
language. so glorious in all the rotations. Near the wild heart now. casually evil. Throwing furniture around. All my children are going to grow up to be
serial killers. Ah, the great clarity of
things. floor stained. And what did he want with this bountiful beauty? Why of course, for her to have a big satisfying
meal, for to her to eat hardy with great delights. And then later on bring about lovely
emasculation, love subjugation . to blow
beautiful hot ones right in his face, laughing and berating all the while. The simple complex pleasures of life. face full of contamination now. sneezing all the time. a glorious new obsession is taking hold purity, beauty. The Christianity symbol of this has no play here. need to wash my face and secure my
belongings.
And so where
do we end up?! Why, of course I’m trying
to put together a collection of various silver, bronze and modern age comics. Very
specific ones. I’ve been making a list
as I currently have no scratch to order any of them but the list is ever
vigilant, ever growing! I’ll be ordering
them all from that incredibly risky site ebay.
I’m not going for the copies in the greatest condition. I’m fine with fair condition on these
comics. Either way, the jolly mailman always
bends the shit out of whatever s/he puts into my mailbox so it doesn’t really
matter anyway (possessed person screams). Such is the perennially pathetic existence of
one J. Adjudication. I think I’ll eat a
slice of bread with peanut butter on it.
then I’ll write longhand in my diary.
My most intimate thoughts. I miss
you dreadfully. The lack of purity is
growing. All those betting I would
survive this are surely regretting their decision now. felt very faint there for a moment. The little death. Want to come quick then die. All the soaring days. I’ll be back. oh how I’ll be back. I’m rotted on the inside.
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