Average Morning
Slowly wake up. Moan. Stare at ceiling. Try to remember where I am. OK, got it. Stretch. Crawl out of bed. Shuffle into workroom. Trip over rusty sheet metal. Try to remember the last time I had a tetanus shot. I can’t. Maybe I’ll get lockjaw. That’s cool, I don’t talk much anyway. Turn on computer. Go to kitchen. Boil water. Wait for water. Wipe sleep from eye. Open shades. Stare out the window. Hmm, there’s a car hood by the dumpster that would make a good canvas. Water is boiling. Make tea. Shuffle into workroom. Sit at computer. Sip tea. Turn music on. Make it louder. No, LOUDER. Tap foot. Check email. Nothing. Sip tea. Oh, someone’s IMing me…
k: scottttttttttt, what are you doing?
me: waking up
what are you doing????
k: were you sleeping with your computer again?
me: hey, it’s warm and doesn’t talk back
k: which hole do you use?
me: the headphone jack
k: well i gotta shit, then go talk to some girl named heather, then if it warms up i may go to the mountain, are you coming here?
me: i don’t think so… i’m poor and i need to get some work done. unemployment is only paying $XXX a week!
k: okay bye.
me: good talk
Copy conversation. Add some fluff. Put it on blog. She’s going to be pissed. Cool. Think about getting dressed. Maybe later. Wait. Yes. Get dressed now. I should go for a walk. Get coffee. I need to pick up junk of the ground so I can get some work done.
Have a mundane day.
1 Comment
Eva Deadbeat said 615 days ago:
good stuff! riveting! i wish all blogs had such sizzling mudane juice!!! ;)
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