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Thursday, March 19, 2009


Okay. I've been awake since 2:48 this morning (my sleep schedule has been a mess lately). I actually cared about what I was doing at work today. I didn't want to stab the beggars on the subway in the face with a chef's knife, in fact they didn't register at all. I have no desire to hang out with just about everybody. I'm about two weeks behind in my comics stack. I just ate a dinner consisting of a homemade cheeseburger and a pair of Eggo waffles...

I love to cook actual meals of substance and do so nearly every day, yet tonight I ate a cheeseburger and some fucking toaster waffles — TOASTER WAFFLES, FOR FUCK'S SAKE!!! — and found nothing wrong or odd about it.

Even if the original KING KONG were on TV right now I would have no desire to watch it.

Listening to Devo and the Damned leaves me cold. (Well, "Space Junk" took me out of my daze for a few moments, but...) Even the Cramps' "Garbage Man" did not rouse me to shake my ass and scream along like it usually does.

I think I need a time-out. I don't think I'm going totally batshit, but I know when I'm not right and that's definitely the case right now.

Yeah, I think a time-out may be in order.


Frank said...

Did you use the Eggos for buns? That would have been righteous!

Daniel said...

Man that does sound good.

I'm making one for breakfast tomorrow!!!

Kevie said...

So you find yourself mysteriously not giving a shit about comics, but giving a shit about your job?

Congratulations, you're becoming a yuppie! ;)