"I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can't feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. but I think I have known it pretty often, too often." — Charles Bukowski (Tales of Ordinary Madness)
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
shucks I didn't think anybody would notice if I just up and disappeared.
life is damn beautiful.
So, how ya doin'?
See you've met my faithful handyman.
just joshin' ya.
(Joshin' is to joke as in to pull ones fucking leg yo!!!)
So I am still trying to arrange the divorce of my marriage and coming up with complications everyday. I am reminded constantly how I have screwed everybody's lives up and that I am a horrible person/father. But I digress... I think I am an OK fella.
Hey sometimes I hate the shit out of me too.
Such is life.
Such is life.
I have poetry to post but cannot do so this second as I am at work and supposed to be "working"
Last night was badass as my feet were in zero pain and I felt like my feet were all tingly and such.
Yay.
So I will post tonight as a promise to my untold number of readers and to my lonesome old self.
yo.
Captain PirateFace
