My mind seized this week. I tore open a sugar packet and poured it into an empty McDonald’s bag instead of the coffee cup. Sam watched it all in befuddled amazement. Not something you want your boss to see you do.
It was pure absentmindedness. Bifurcation of consciousness playing out on turf.
The next day I tossed an entire sugar packet into a cup of coffee as if it were a sugar cube.
I have a stupid Nazi Fonzi Freak haircut and I need for it to grow out and be long again.
I put a cigarette out on my own leg yesterday. Because it was cold outside and the cig was warm. Ruined a perfectly good pair of $80 Banana Republic chinos. Natch. Grandmom has cancer. Work is again a daily drill. Love can’t happen on Wed-nes-day.
(((Rudy))) Way to ruin a cool pair of pant's.
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