I’ll Be By Myself
But I like to smoke. Why shouldn’t I smoke if I feel like it? Who cares if it adds 10 years onto my life, who the fuck wants to live longer when you can hardly move and you’re brain dead like my mother. That’s all I’ll say about not smoking today. Don’t need one.
I realized that tomorrow is the last day for the woman I’m replacing to be around. It seems to me that she hasn’t covered a lot of things, so I’m feeling a little nervous about being by myself on Monday.
She keeps talking about how busy I’ll be and how I won’t have time for this, or for that, and yet I’ve been sitting there with her for almost a week and she didn’t seem overly busy to me.
Does that mean there’s all this hidden work to surprise me with once she’s gone? Crap that I won’t have a clue about?
I’ll have to cross that bridge when I come to it. My feeling is that I’m going to be bored to tears and reading through the notes I’ve made all week. Then nosing through all her stuff to see if I can make any sense of it, or see if there’s anything I can do.
I’m looking forward to Thursday night TV. I have very little to look forward to at the moment, maybe next week I’ll feel differently about that. I don’t even want to get laid to take my mind off things, mostly I just want to sleep. Let’s hope that Earl and The Office will keep me awake since last night I was conking out about 9:30 (it seems to get earlier each night).
I would have been snoring away on the couch at 9:30 if my honey hadn’t come home from his visit with his son at that point with the front door latch waking me up (by scaring the shit out of me).
I don’t know about you but smoking was a laxative for me… morning tea and cigarette, then *wham* – ok, maybe it wasn’t a wham, but it was something that I could most times regularly expect to do in a day. Now with no smoking, after four days I’m feeling like I would damned well enjoy a visit to the bathroom. For some reason, now that I don’t have a smoke, my body has decided that it better hold onto as much fecal matter as possible. Is there some sense to that?
I know, too much information. But what the hell is that about?
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is the new 30. I want the world to close their mouths when they’re eating or chewing gum. If they don’t, I want to elbow them in the face.
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