August 18, 2021 by sandwichcontrol
I don’t wanna do it.
The word of the day is: Preposterous.
|[ pri-pos-ter-uhs, -truhs ]|
completely contrary to nature, reason, or common sense; utterly foolish; absurd; senseless:
a preposterous tale.
All my troubles seemed so far away.
And today they are all up in my grill.
Most of yesterday was spent trying to stay awake and wondering where the rain came from.
Not like existentially pondering where rain comes from.
I know that.
I was just confused as to why it was raining when I didn’t see rain in the forecast.
But that’s just the weather I suppose.
They say it’ll rain here and it doesn’t.
Say it’s gonna be sunny and then it rains.
It doesn’t stop the fact that I have shit to do.
My week has been pretty hurry up and wait oriented.
I assume that’s how today is gonna go as well.
I just know that it’s gonna keep getting crazier as the week progresses.
Especially if that forestry mulcher shows up to demolish my jungle.
It chews up tress and spits out toothpicks.
That made me think of that line in “Predator” where they’re talking about dude’s machine gun as he says that it shoots through schools.
That was dark humor even then.
And Columbine hadn’t even happened yet.
I guess that I could draw parallels between Columbine and my yard being mulched by saying that they will both be changed forever?
This post just went haywire.
And I’m not really sure how.
It’s this whole not having my computer thing.
It’s messing with my brain.
And let’s face it, my brain wasn’t much better than a coconut stuffed with tapioca and artificial taro powder before the computer got sick.
I imagine I’ll spend most of my day trying to stay awake again.
Hell, I might even take a nap.
Whatever it ends up being, I’m sure I’ll ramble about it to you tomorrow.
See ya’ then.
More soon. ~SC
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