I keep on getting whistling noises from my bells.
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I'm truly NOT impressed.
So, I listen to the thing or see the trick that is supposed to be awe inducing and I'm like:
...and?
I've very dismissive sometimes
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So, he comes by my desk and starts asking all these foolish questions like: "Do you remember last Tuesday?"
I didn't answer any of them.
That's one of my pet peeves. I would rather just hear the bottom line question and not all the superfluous bullshit.
I had half turn to look at him while he interrupted me but after stupid question number three I turned back around while I asked "What's your question?"
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Last night I felt I should write something for this site, even though I had just posted a thing or two, even though a bunch of what was posted was, indeed, written words. I felt I was being neglectful, somehow.
I'm still not certain who or what I was neglecting.
Maybe I was just jonesing for writing because what I did post was written a day prior.
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If you tell me a story where some donkey does some jackass thing, you're not going to get much of a reaction from me because a jackass being a jackass isn't news.
In fact, I maybe slightly irritated that you just wasted my time.
In other news: it was raining heavily and I got wet. You see what I mean? Where's the story in that?
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Lonely Are the Brave
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