I spent the afternoon chasing around five kids between the ages of 19 months and 10 years old at a skating rink and then at home. Once I dropped them off back at their parents. I actually went downtown to see a good friend’s band play. They’re a classic rock cover band. Sounded very good and had a decent selection of songs. The lead singer/guitarist I’ve known since he was a kid and he could very easily be fronting any band in the world with his talent. Was happy to hear from him recently that he wants to start a new band that is a bit more serious and focused on original songs. But for the time being happy to catch his current outfit rock out in a neat little outdoor venue that was tolerable thanks to an evening breeze. Felt good to get out and do something instead of just napping the day away, which I almost did. I’m sure tomorrow will more of that. Especially since it is supposed to be somewhere around 107, possibly as high as 110 degrees. And it’s not even fucking August yet. The in-state lottery here in Texas is up to $493 million before Tuesday’s next drawing. I don’t often buy lottery tickets but I’ll bite this time. Dreaming of a getaway to Sweden or anywhere that has beautiful women and is cooler.
I just watched “Obvious Child” and my heart fucking hurts so much because it was so funny, beautiful, honest, tender. And it makes me hate my own life and situation a thousand times more tha I already do. I’m supposed to see her on Friday to sign the divorce papers and so she can give me back the rest of the my shit that I left behind in the house that we shared as our home. And when I say shit, I mean exactly that, just crap that I don’t need or want but she can’t stand to have any trace of me left hanging around and doesn’t have the decency to burn it or throw away on her own. Like she even has a photo of me that I had given to her and she wants to return it to me. What the fuck?! It’s for me to process the idea that she is capable of such cruelty. Is it not enough that I am giving her what she wants? Is it not enough that I am left with next to nothing? No job, a broke down car, living with my parents, an entire life and future dreamt of and hoped for dashed. Friends & fami...
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