man, it's hot today. it's nine and already i'm thinking about digging my airconditioner out of the bottom of my closet, where it lives, underneath my broken bicycle.
yesterday was memorial day. and i know the existential funk is a bit tired, or maybe meaningless, but sitting in the park with my friend lecy, talking about the neighborhood and thinking we might miss something, if we say, went on vacation? memorial day was fun. edie had a fun bbq.
then we went to the bar.
and the other bar.
and jimmy made me mac and cheese (which i forgot about until now) and still i woke up starving. and i tried to make tim learn from Whiskey; i said, "dude, i don't need a drink no matter how many people try to buy me one. i need a club soda."
boring.
should have gone to work. there it's boring too, but when i'm done being bored i have two hundred bucks or something.
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