How can you kill me? I don't have a life. It's been a lot of tv all these days. A lot of work, a lot of hanging around and a lot of fixing up. My role in coexisting with freaks, friends and fools is famously fitting. I miss writing -- writing scripts is different. Not being very good in keeping in touch, my phone has about 20 bucks, and Big Surd's landlady is creating possible trouble for me.
But as of now: life in GK-1 is not that terrible -- I'm learning to get around. Meanwhile work's been tough. Which is a good thing. But as I said: how can you kill me?
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I don't know about you but I've been waking up in a terrible way. This is about35 seconds before my alarm starts ringing. The dream is hazy with a lot cigarette smoke, the flooring is very wooden, the drinks are very gold, the lips are very red, and there's a fire and a hint of madness being feasted about. I'm on a bar stool, in front of a fancy fantasy bar from The Shining -- when some woman calls, someone beautiful, someone lost in the corridor between heaven and hell, someone that makes you tun around... when the alarm rings.
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"Nobody fucks with Jesus."
But as of now: life in GK-1 is not that terrible -- I'm learning to get around. Meanwhile work's been tough. Which is a good thing. But as I said: how can you kill me?
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I don't know about you but I've been waking up in a terrible way. This is about35 seconds before my alarm starts ringing. The dream is hazy with a lot cigarette smoke, the flooring is very wooden, the drinks are very gold, the lips are very red, and there's a fire and a hint of madness being feasted about. I'm on a bar stool, in front of a fancy fantasy bar from The Shining -- when some woman calls, someone beautiful, someone lost in the corridor between heaven and hell, someone that makes you tun around... when the alarm rings.
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"Nobody fucks with Jesus."
posted by jairaj at Tuesday, October 30, 2007
3 Comments:
Liked this piece. It's lucid, yet has a sidling sense of obscurity. However, I still marvel the way you write. Mucho impressed :)
hey man,what can i say? like a good wine youre writing seems to get more amusing with each fresh glass.
keep it up bro, never let the good things slip away.
and as always, the dude abides...
cheers...
I heard that line once in a Megadeth song (of all things)
1. "I sentence you to be incarcerated with no possibility of parole for life".
2. "Life? What do you mean life?. I don't have a life."
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