Three years later. both dogs have died. Now there is a cat. laundry could be done. Battery 100%. do some work you lazy fuck

six years later. second dog is 17. sitting on his loveseat with the new dog in front of him on the rug. need to do laundry, but got no quarters. 99% power, plugged up, same computer. do some work you lazy fuck.

five years later. that first dog has been dead two-three years. same second dog sleeping on the couch where i sometimes sit. no laundry going here. 88% power, new computer. do some work you lazy fuck.

almost a year later. that dog has moved to nj. different dog sleeping on his bed under a blanket. laundry still in the washer. not done for another 15 or so. full power, computer plugged in. do some work you lazy fuck.

standing in the pantry. dog asleep on the futon with two kongs. nned to eat but the pizza from last night didnt stay down. change the laundry. find the power cord. running out of battery. do some work you lazy fuck. fuck.

fuck this noiise.

i totally hate myself.
for serious.
like omigawd.

im using a wireless keyboard to let you know that i am officially (in 45 minutes) done with hopefully the most stressful period of my young life. and i didnt even go crazy from the exhaustion. but then again i slept too much. next year i'll do better.

an all-pervading sense of the Other..

getting paid to listen to albums from the mid-90s would be a crappy way to make a living.