Well, I've been slacking (and jacking) off too much this year; sorry to disappoint. I've been back and forth and back and forth from here to Fort Worth and can't seem to force myself to settle down and create a useful entree, so here's my attempt right now. Starting with the picture to your left - this was sent by a very good friend who took it in upstate New York. Cool. Anyhoo, let's start with: I need a job. Still looking; I turned one down that paid shit and made me dress like a monkey and drive to north Austin. I would have taken it for more money, but not 11.00 an hour. But I digress, no one wants to hear me bitch about how shitty it is to have to find job, or have a job, or whatever.
The 20th of this month, I guess a week ago, was my one year non-smoking day. That's something to be proud of, I reckon. I am. It's been OK. I still enjoy smoking other things, like crack and cleaning solution, so I'm good there. I would like to get into shape more, but yeah no one wants to hear about resolutions now. Fuck.
Hope you guys got your Flipshit ticket requests in the mail - the deadline was yesterday. Oops for you if you forgot, but hey, there's always !Bobs list, right?
Happy New Year from China! It's the year of the bull. Bullshit, perhaps? For dinner? Sounds like a plan. For me so far this year has been a lot of blah and apathy. Working on resolving that, but it's hard when I don't care that I don't care. Paradoxial!
So John Updike is dead. Less than 24 hours after I picked up and started reading 'Run, Rabbit'. I've had that book for months, got it at a thrift store - just picked it out to read when I went to eat some fine Taco Cabana for the 'All I can Eat' special. And now he's dead. SynchroniciTwi indeed!
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