I’ve been spending money like crazy. That’s always fun. I bought some new speakers
for my car. That’ll keep me happy. I’ve been setting up a computer network
inside my house, too. Whee-hee!
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Sunday:
Wiley Willy saw a cloud floating through the sky. He wanted to touch it. How can you
touch a cloud? he thought. They are so high! He still wanted to touch it.
He looked around for things that he could climb on. He saw a milk crate. Not tall enough.
He saw a garbage can. Not tall enough either. He looked around at the buildings around
him. What if he climbed one of those buildings? So he did! He climbed up on top
of his house and stood on the roof and stretched up as far as he could and tried
to touch the clouds. He wasn’t anywhere near where he needed to be. He would have
to go into the city to climb one of the tall buildings. So he went into the city. He
looked up at all of the very tall buildings and tried to figure out which one was the
tallest. They are all so tall! he thought. He picked one of them and went in
the front door. The security guard at the front desk was distracted by another man who
he was talking to so Willy was able to get into the elevator and ride it to the top.
When the elevator stopped, he got out and started to walk around. There are no
windows up here! he thought. What to do? He decided to try some of the doors.
Some of these rooms must have windows! He tried a door that said CEO and it opened.
He went in and found himself looking at a middle-aged man who most certainly had his
head in the clouds. You could tell by the ridiculous look on his face. Willy went
up to him and asked if he could touch the clouds around his head. He looked at
Willy with a flat expression on his face (he had been practicing that flat expression
for years) and said, “Sure. You can touch the clouds around my head.” And so Willy
did, and he was happy.
Drat! My super powers have faded to a mere glimmer of what they once were! I will
have to use my mortal wits to escape my fate now!
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Friday:
Rage and vinegar and piss and sordid details of my sex life and racing through
my brain. I think it’s because I’m tired… writing these entries during the middle
of the day is different… I think maybe part of the edge is me being tired
all the time when I’m doing it. It’s that final spark of energy right before my lights
go out for another day. It’s the culmination of everything I wanted to accomplish
each day and didn’t. I’m pitiful. But, I am indeed a late-blooming progidy.
In fact, I’m still in development. One day, the world will be amazed that
someone my age is still so immature and trite. I’ll show them.
Do you want some advice? Keep your nose out of the books when you have a chance
and go outside and run as fast as you can for as far as you can until you fall over
from either being clumsy or from being out of breath and then lay on the ground and watch
the clouds above you make their path on their way to make new clouds and think
about everything you’ll never know and feel sorry for yourself for a few moments.
Then, get over that and go back to the books. You’ll thank me later.
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Thursday:
Back from Sunny Seattle! Rock music still reigns up there, I think. In a good way.
I’m in some sort of strange readjustment phase now. My room felt strange when I first
walked in… It didn’t fit like a glove anymore… 3 weeks away is enough for that to
happen. I spent today doing a little decorating, adding some more cardboard shelves,
throwing away some unnecessary clutter. That was nice. The room is happy with me now.
I’m finding it a little hard to focus on one task since my return. I came up with a lot
of ideas while my mind was less stressed and more open to wander and now I want to do
them all at once. I ended up just sort of cleaning up and organizing. That always puts
me back into focus some. The look of a messy room is not good for my personal
productivity. I’m always thinking I should be cleaning it… If I’m busy on set tasks
I can deal with it. If I’m in a planning phase where I’m deciding how to divide up
my time, it drives me batty.
So, while I was cleaning, I was listening to the radio
a bit and they were playing the stuff going on in the house of reps. live. They’re
discussing whether or not they should try harder to fuck over the president… Those
people are fuckers… the politicians… all of them. They could give a rat’s ass about
me or about what I want to do. All they care about is staying in office and having
their career turn out nice and maybe helping a few of their friends along the way…
Yeah, fuck them.
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Wednesday:
I hope my chances of making it back into my home territory without much trouble are good. The
airport authorities will undoubtedly be looking out for me. A mind like mine does not pass through
without attention. I’ll have to try to shield myself from their inquisitive inspections. I’ll
surely wear my aluminum underwear. I’ll also attempt to make myself resemble some sort of spiritual
follower. I’ll shave my hair all over except for a small snippet out of the back which I will braid
and grow down to my butt. Maybe that will be too much. Maybe I’ll just wear my beret and draw
on a french moustache. That ought to fool them.
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Wednesday:
I’m off onto a new leg of my journey through life today. I’m a little excited and a little
anxious and nervous. I’m heading back to the Wild World of Los Angeles to begin my new life
as a self-employed powerful executive. The fates of thousands of people will be my responsibility.
I don’t know if I am up to the task, but I will do my best. My next update will be done from
my office back at home. I’ll be saying Au Revoir to this iMac that has been my friend for the last
three weeks. Au Revoir, iMac.
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Tuesday:
Halloween Costume Ideas (bad ones):
- bearskin rug
- remote control
- dandruff
- dandelion
- Sea Monkey
- Crack Addict
- Porn Addict
- Susan B. Anthony
- Bill Clinton
- a wall hanging of any kind
- a snake of any kind
- Any crew member from Star Trek
- Marilyn Manson
- An open butt surgery patient
- Any sort of legal document
- Any sort of museum exhibit
- Any sort of board game.
- Any sort of packaged Candy.
- Any sort of hallucinogenic substance.
- Anything remotely related to activism (that’s a quick way to kill any party!)
- An electronic music group.