Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Not a diary

I'm tempted to describe my day but that boils down to a description of the Chicken and Sausage cream soup I had in North Hampton. The bread with butter. The pretty deli worker who did a good job of not making it look like she was trying not to make eye contact with me. Was I staring? Yes I was. Since I'm thinking from a negative frame of reference I will switch it up...
Things I didn't do today:
Drink booze
Smoke pot
Have sex
Play Martin in tennis
call the temp agency about that shitty job in Dover
I didn't plummet to my death off a ladder either.

that's about it. I did everything else.
it reminds me of a drinking game called "I Never"
for example, If it is true, You say, "I've never had a cock in my ass."
Everyone for whom that statement is false must drink.

It's pretty funny. Someone said, "I've never called a phone sex 1 900 number."
And of course I had to drink. A gay guy was drinking and looked at me and said, "That wath you on the other end of the line?"

burned hand... cold heart

No, I'm not showing off my physique. I'm trying to get work as a nude model. I'm whoring myself out like everyone wants me to do. I suck cock in the port-a-potty for $20 a trick. So this picture makes me money. That's no different than me going to dover and cranking levers and feeding machinery for a penny a day. This way I get to see the world through my lenses and there is no slack on these chains.
I sent this picture to a photographer in Lebanon, NH. Now I see the wild look in my eyes and am not surprised he didn't write back to me. It was only that the camera took me by surprise.

I did burn my hand on a wood stove but it is only because I'm not careful and fell as I was dodging a chicken.
I do want to point out my $2 pants from the thrift store in Kittery, Maine. They work for me though my waist now has no hip and they fall down my ass every ten minutes. Suspenders might be the answer.

meatball world

No better way to enjoy a meatball sub from spinners. Stuff it in yo mouth.

Metball head

Spinners is a pizza joint on the Lee traffic circle. All thumbs were down on the chicken finger sandwich, which sounds wrong just by name. Too tired to expand on the vile pinball world.

And I huffed and I puffed...

It was about three little pigs but it still applies to goats.

Color My Pain

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