pizza, but no pot pie
So I haven't smoked pot in years, not that I don't want to. I'll wait until medical marijuana is legal on the national level before I smoke my rasta cigars, or even put it in pizza: yesterday Ed & Denise took us out to Pizza Hut where we ate a maui chicken & a veggie lovers. Then we went out to Bi-Mart, to see what's still left on their 20% off, closing business sale. We bought a bunch of canned pineapple & the last of the pork & beans.
That morning I woke up at 5:23, did my email, then worked on "Relayer" until Trish was out of bed -- this was my first piece of writing since I declared my hiatus a week & 1/2 ago. I also got some real kool email: Sid Davis at Platinum Studios said my pitch was "in line" & wanted a brief bio, so I gave him "Portrait of the Artist as a Jung Man".
We went to the Layout around 10:00. It's the same old story, Cheri's favorites sitting around playing Aggravation with nothing else to do. Trish & I played War, then used the computers some.
I called Car-girl with the info about Platinum Studios, but she said she needed to sleep; that she had the couch while her mom was visiting & had to cancel TA -- then called back to say she'd do it around 3:00, after a nap. I started to feel savage dread during the afternoon, when we were watching Heavy Metal, so I took a Xanax & fuck Scientology. Car-girl came around 3:00, so we did the laundry, then went & bought $40 worth of food at Albertson's. Since I was depersonalizing quite bad we got a pop at Rod's, then cruised for the mountains.
Before pizza Fred came by, & we tried another piece of cable with the surge suppressor. Still having problems. He also tightened the screw on the sink, which had been causing Trish fear & loathing. Then Ed rang the doorbell while Trish was playng Penguins, & we cruised for the Hut.
That morning I woke up at 5:23, did my email, then worked on "Relayer" until Trish was out of bed -- this was my first piece of writing since I declared my hiatus a week & 1/2 ago. I also got some real kool email: Sid Davis at Platinum Studios said my pitch was "in line" & wanted a brief bio, so I gave him "Portrait of the Artist as a Jung Man".
We went to the Layout around 10:00. It's the same old story, Cheri's favorites sitting around playing Aggravation with nothing else to do. Trish & I played War, then used the computers some.
I called Car-girl with the info about Platinum Studios, but she said she needed to sleep; that she had the couch while her mom was visiting & had to cancel TA -- then called back to say she'd do it around 3:00, after a nap. I started to feel savage dread during the afternoon, when we were watching Heavy Metal, so I took a Xanax & fuck Scientology. Car-girl came around 3:00, so we did the laundry, then went & bought $40 worth of food at Albertson's. Since I was depersonalizing quite bad we got a pop at Rod's, then cruised for the mountains.
Before pizza Fred came by, & we tried another piece of cable with the surge suppressor. Still having problems. He also tightened the screw on the sink, which had been causing Trish fear & loathing. Then Ed rang the doorbell while Trish was playng Penguins, & we cruised for the Hut.
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