9/25/06
Gentle reader, I now paraphrase a line from the movie Clerks.
ahem
Randal Graves Brian: You sound like an asshole! Jesus, nobody twisted your arm to be here. You're here of your own volition. You like to think the weight of the world rests on your shoulder. Like this place would fall apart if Dante spivak wasn't here. Jesus, you overcompensate for having what's basically a monkey's job. You push fucking buttons. Anybody can just waltz in here and do our jobs. You-You're so obsessed with making it seem so much more epic, so much more important than it really is. Christ, you work in a convenience store loan processing center, Dante spivak! And badly, I might add! I work in a shitty video store, badly as well. You know, that guy Jay's got it right, man. He has no delusions about what he does. Us, we like to make ourselves seem so much more important than the people that come in here to buy a paper borrow $200, or, god forbid, cigarettes $500. We look down on them as if we're so advanced. Well, if we're so fucking advanced, what are we doing working here?
if you weren't aware
I wrote that bit on the day I left for New Jersey.

Doesn't seem that relevant right now but after my first day back at work on Monday, who knows?

In Yer Dreams
Attic Girl, who resides in the Birdeses former apartment, was outside on the patio. Lemme describe her. She's a short girl who is solid without being fat but she doesn't have that much in the way of curves or definition. I haven't had the chance to give her the once-over but that's the best of my fuzzy recollection. Her hair is short and dark blonde and what stands out is the fact that her jaw seems to be awfully square and a bit pronounced.

Well she's laying out on the patio wearing shorts and a cut off shirt showing her navel. So I take the opportunity to give her a look, realize it's a dream and start licking her toes. Between each of her toes is a piece of gnocci. Potato dumpling pasta. I take one, eat it and go for the next. Sauce is dripping down her arches which I have to clean up. Once all of the gnocci is gone, a single piece is in her navel that I have to take out without using my hands.

So this goes on and on and on and on and the only thing I learn is that she doesn't have any tan lines.

Plus I can't even rub one out since she's fucked up.

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