Dirth of intelligible news

For the second day in a row, I've been basically abandoned on the floor at work. Which is fine really. Really, no I'm ok with it. I'm a little peeved.

I'm a total geek. I read Asimov's Foundation the other day, and it pissed me off. I think it gave me a headache. Asimov is incredibly smart. Read his glosses of Shakespeare if you have any doubt. But as a writer, he is nothing but artifice and empty suits, plot turns laid out like midwestern roads, all right angles at even intervals.

He parades characters and conflicts onto the stage, tidily wipes up t he action with a clever little pirouet, and moves on down the line. For someone who could recognize the brilliance of Fallstaff, Asimov has trouble writing characters with the depth of saturday morning cartoons.

Honestly. K. Dick kicks Asimov.

Lazy days

Today I finished two books! Otherwise, I accomplished very little. I never left my pajamas or the house, except to take the dog for a walk, and I managed to write a lot, none of it very good. I also saw Olbermann, and tonight he was fucking righteous. My favorite current tv news man earns his place in my heart once again. Wolf, you can take your oddly appropriate facial hair and shove it.

The world is falling apart, but I've got ice cream, cigarettes, and a hottie filling up my cells inbox with text messages, and so I'm , , , content.

Now if only I can find an amount of money that will allow me to get suitably irresponsably drunk . . .

Honestly, if you feel like blogging is the best way to call someone a crazy cunt, you need to take your cock out of your mouth and look at yourself.

For my part, I choose her. She has been consistently generous with me, and while I do not depend on her, I know that I could, if I had to. I can't even trust you with a hit of e, now can I? Can I, Scott?

Grrr. Work.

I woke up this morning and wanted to shoot someone in the face. Any volunteers?

This Was Uncalled For

So I am moving out of the apartment. I haven't slept there so far this week, due to some drama, and I've been crashing elsewhere.

In other news, I'm totally broke.

Surprisingly enough, I'm not angry, or sad, or really anything other than grateful. Grateful for the generosity of my friends, the understanding and help of my family. I make only a third or a fourth of what I was making at Athan's, and this is hurting seriously, but I am so much happier at 1369. I'll figure out a way to get through this, and get stable once more, and hopefully to once again thrive, either in this city or another.

Jamie has been awesome through all of this, listening to me bitch and moan and putting me up at hers. I'm particularily grateful that I met her when I did, she's an utterly fantastic person.

I'm tired and at my parents house. And I'm watching battlestar galactica. Heh.