today and now.
i spent the last few minutes talking to my best friend about the death of his dad. he’s handling better than anyone has ever. “handling” isn’t even appropriate. he’s living in the reality, more adequately related. i aspire to achieve his disassociation with the really real.
i spent the last hour calling old friends and leaving messages on their machines. saturday night at 10:00 isn’t a good time to hook up with twenty somethings.
i spent the day getting drunk with my boss and two.5 year old son.
i’ll spend the next few minutes getting leafy green and smoking camels quenched in miller light.
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