here comes a regular

Mid-day ennui has set in. . . I am taking a small break because I have worked through yet another lunchtime. . . Sometimes I think I have some real issues with taking five at work. I guess since I don't have the kind of boss that lordes over me, I feel very self-sustained and independent. That's how I work best--leave me the f#$k alone and you'll get yer results. I guess that's why I like to write so damn much.

My hands look real old today--the lines and wrinkles are starting to appear. . . damn. I remember looking at my mom's thiny bony hands growing up--they were hard hands: so much back breaking labor was conducted by those fingers and wrists--she was a maid in Manilla starting at the age of 14. Hard hands.

My hands are old and tired from carving words onto the page. . .I'm a dork. . .

MORE LATER. . .

AM soundtrack: replacements: tim; ryan adams: heartbreaker; josh rouse: under the cold blue sky; ted leo: shake the sheets; nico: the marble index; miles davis: milestones