After I woke up I took out the dogs, then I had some cereal. The ensign has left a whole lot of oat products and I used some of them in my cereal. They were a little stale. The Ensign e-mailed me a news item about a shared acquaintance who is writing a huge film for a major studio. I got very depressed at the news, and just sat on my bed for an hour wondering about everything. Then I took a nap. When I got up, I took out the dogs again, and then I arranged some stacks of papers in my study. They’d become askew somehow. I brushed my teeth and dropped the cap to the toothpaste and when I went to pick it up I wrenched my back. Then I took out the dogs again.
(to be continued).
3 comments:
Okay, I know this is completely inappropriate to the tone of the blog, and that the Ensign will come down on me like a ton of rancorous bricks, but I got stoned last night and watched "The Island" for the third time (what's up with that?), and you are actually pretty fucking brilliant in it. My *new* favorite moment is you explaining your conspiracy theory.
So go buy some books. Lord knows, SAG will be sending you a check, 'cause the goddam thing is on all the time and forcing me to watch it.
Also, Ewan McGregor is dreamy. Coming around on Scarlet. Sean Bean is a big Virginia ham.
Well, I am sincerely flattered. What actor wouldn't be? From now on, 'L'il' Buddy is 'My' 'L'il 'Buddy!!
I have never seen anyone blogging in the Penn Station men's room. But then, I've just been there to pee. The Ensign must have a more intimate knowledge of its back corners and recesses.
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