Dear Diary
My apartment stinks of cabbage
But the soup was delicious
I would open the windows
but it is over a hundred degrees again today
I been thinking again
When I should probably be drinking again.
I drove a thousand virtual miles on the internet last night
Such a sweet beat feat
to give your all
to do your best
makes life worthwhile for me
good night
from me to you
from me the typist
to me the reader.
I am pain free for the first time in weeks
Maybe I will not need a walker after all.
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gypsyjoker Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2009 7:20 am
Joined: 26 May 2005
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Location: The Mall
Dear Diary
Day four of my new life
Up at four am to get ready for work,
In my second hour of my daily five hour morning fast
breakfast
on my mind
Cup of coffee with splenda and milk to take the edge off
a help full hint picked up from a jam at thistles and marigolds between judih and keithhamilton.
I have to do something about my tomato plants today...I have killed more plants than agent orange.
well good bye for now
At least when I am typing I am not stuffing my face.
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jackofnightmares Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 3:21 am
Joined: 21 Jun 2009
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Location: Still trucking's sock drawer
Dear fucking diary
I used to keep a log book for twenty years and a million miles or more. We used to call them comic books because of the funny lines we would draw in them. Showing sleeper time we never got, and logging five hours of back breaking work on freight dock as 15 minutes on duty not driving.
I worked with with one sleeper team driver, a veteran, they were all veterans, he was a B-17 pilot during world war two. When I would crawl into the sleeper he would say, "Sleep Fast" A good pilot is always either flying or sleeping.
I heard uncle sam used to give the pilots speed to keep them awake to get a few more missions out of them. But they had more blowouts and hard landings. No free brunch.
Well I am into my second hour of my morning fast.
I am trying to lose fifty pounds. I would like to leave a mean lean corpse when I die.
I think about death constantly, but I have not wanted to kill anyone in over twenty years. I am so fucking normal in my fast declining years.
I don't think about suicide anymore at all, except for the occasional cigarette.
No doubt I will leave an evil chindi behind me
Chased the gypsy wind all my life
I would not change a thing
except for silent woman's abortion
I would hang on to my hat next time.
Nietzsche and his eternal return
still not much inkling
but I think it is coming
my life is perfect
wives and children are not for all
shit we are up to our ass in people anyway
I got a
good scare
in a wheel chair
I don't want to leave this much meat behind me when I die.
Trying to lighten up.
Get my affairs in order
I can't truck or fuck
nothing left but this
I am typing my way to L.A.
dear reader
dear typist
go shit in your hat
I been watching my shit
trying to get it together
man that cabbage soup is explosive.
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still.trucking Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 1:47 pm
Joined: 09 May 2009
Posts: 464
Dear Diary:
Up at three AM for my gig at The Rosewater Foundation. I had steamed shrimp for breakfast.
Wearing by new jeans they was hanging loose
"In a dark time the eye begins to see"
"Every warrior hopes a good death will find him."
I feel such a tender feeling for this body
a precious gift
I have neglected
Allen Ginsberg wrote a poem about not caring what happens to his body
when he dies.
Oh well, who am I to gainsay a famous poet.
I would like to lighten up while I still have control of this big sad ape.
While I can still move
What would Woody Allen look like if he was a mesomorph?
Big sad ape
so happy to be alive
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the only thing I had going was procrastination
I am glad I waited this long
going to wait some more
if not
going to leave a big hunk of dead meat.
hot hot day" jeweleye"
rode to the country
thought about wearing a helmet
but I needed to feel that gypsy wind in my hair.
Uncle Seymour Washington My Diet Guru
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