its human in there somwhere
ok, so syd took me to the shop on thursday night and he brought me some raviloi in a can, which may in fact sound disgusting, but to me (i live off a square diet of eggs and noodles) it is a real treat. so i get home and i cant find the can opener, so im looking and i find it but its like fifty years old and my modern hands arnt trained for this type of thing so i cant fucken use it.
so i try just slowly punctering the can all the way around but i really dont have the patience for this, i am hungry tho so i contemplate just throwing the can on the ground but i resolve that all the ravioli goodness would then be on the my kitchen floor and not in my stomach.
so i just look at this unopened can, willing it to open, i know it wants me to eat it, it was created for that purpose.
then i call in the help of my good friend syd, he being a genious and all will know how to conquere the fucken can. and he opens it and i quietly celebrate.
but now im really not that hungry but i went thru all that shit for it. so i have half and save the rest for later. i dont even enjoy it, really. what a waste
i wake up on friday and at about lunch time i am so fucken hungry and i realise i have the left over can sitting in the fridge and i eat it, it tastes better this time, i would have totally enjoyed that other bit that i made myself eat the other night but its gone already.
on an other note, i am totally disconnected atm. i swear if you know me i am way more caring and thoughtfull and all that other shit than what i have been, i am finding that everyone that i am bothered to meet are in the same mind set which is bad cos it perpetuates the cycle. i dont want to feel like this but i really dont care enough to do anything about it. maybee i could start an army of apathy and we will take over the world, merr fuck it
so i try just slowly punctering the can all the way around but i really dont have the patience for this, i am hungry tho so i contemplate just throwing the can on the ground but i resolve that all the ravioli goodness would then be on the my kitchen floor and not in my stomach.
so i just look at this unopened can, willing it to open, i know it wants me to eat it, it was created for that purpose.
then i call in the help of my good friend syd, he being a genious and all will know how to conquere the fucken can. and he opens it and i quietly celebrate.
but now im really not that hungry but i went thru all that shit for it. so i have half and save the rest for later. i dont even enjoy it, really. what a waste
i wake up on friday and at about lunch time i am so fucken hungry and i realise i have the left over can sitting in the fridge and i eat it, it tastes better this time, i would have totally enjoyed that other bit that i made myself eat the other night but its gone already.
on an other note, i am totally disconnected atm. i swear if you know me i am way more caring and thoughtfull and all that other shit than what i have been, i am finding that everyone that i am bothered to meet are in the same mind set which is bad cos it perpetuates the cycle. i dont want to feel like this but i really dont care enough to do anything about it. maybee i could start an army of apathy and we will take over the world, merr fuck it