june 21, 2005 - tuesday

woke up sunday
at 6:00p.m.
lounged around
& about

took film to walgreens
an hour later
picked it up
something called:
"one hour photo"

shala left with a friend
i grabbed taco bell
went to barnes & noble
for the 1000th
time
since i've moved here
bought new paperback
of palahniuk's survivor,
nick hornby's how to be good,
irvine welsh's porno
salinger’s nine stories and franny & zooey
& bukowski's
slouching toward nirvana
($27 for the first edition hardback
which i've been not wanting to buy
since all of my others are paperback,
will wait 'til the paperback comes out, buy it,
and give hardcover away)

checked lineup for work
6 times out
lined up for a dead-head
(where you take a 4-hour van ride
to lincoln and it pays the same
as a 12-hour train ride,
sweet deal)

on duty at 0401
left in van
at
0510

on the way up
in the van
i read all of
bukowski's pulp
(good but strange & funny)
and all of lee ranaldo's
road movies
(crap, overrated)
then began
the essential rilke

got to lincoln at
0855
room #301
popped two tylenol pm's
turned on h.b.o.
the league of extraordinary gentlemen
began
on a bad movie scale of
1-10
1 being shit
& 10 being seabiscuit plus full frontal
this flick, LXG, as it's known,
is a 100

fell asleep

phone rang at 1530
back at lincoln yard
at 1730
on train c-ebmkcw

stop & go
all the way home
finished
the essential rilke
& began
bukowski's
slouching toward nirvana

contemplating my life
thinking about
everything there is to think about

listened to act 1 of georges bizet's opera
carmen
(boning up 'cuz the lyric opera
is putting it on
come september)
then listened
to various
Jack's Mannequin tracks
then SoCo's Audioboxer
then SoCo's "Konstantine",
"Forget December",
& "I Want To Save You" (acoustic)

then Thursday's "Jet Black New Year"
then Sparta's Wiretap Scars
then Sparta's Porcelain

pulled into murray yard in n.k.c.
at 0515

home at 0600
a/c off, turned it on
checked internet shit
opened up a can
of sardines
with tomato sauce
it splattered on me a bit
when opened
undressed
sat naked
at computer
typing this

thinking
tired
and thinking

for those of you
out there
whom dislike reading poems
well
you fuckers just did