it was very therapeutic to hang out with j again. it had been a while, work schedules and whatnot. we watched 'stranger than fiction', which i liked a lot more than i thought i would. (his other netflix was a terry gilliam movie, "the most fucked up thing" he'd ever seen... highlands? tideflats? something from 2005...) his beagle hogged the sofa. the frank zappa poster glowed in the reflection from the television. it was mellow, wonderfully mellow.
i found asunder dead in his cage this morning. "good morning!" i singsonged, picking him up... and he was stiff and contorted. i spoke the lord's name and dropped him. it was inevitable. he didn't eat when i fed him two days ago. now that i am over $300 into the hospitalization/medication/setup debacle, it is only reasonable that i procure another snake quite soon. or create a kick-ass terrarium of hothouse flowers. that would be more emotionally soothing.
good things: (possibly repetitious, which only heightens their greatness)
-coconut pouchong tea from monorail espresso, which has one of the best logos ever! when i am downtown i always stop there. the people are disarmingly friendly and they have a surcharge if you are using your cell phone whilst placing your order.
-hot-sweet-salty mix from traveller's. it is crunchy greasy crack. it comes in a little plastic cup and can be eaten by placing your tongue inside and gathering crumbs (...so i've heard). it is a hedonistic, private, glorious delight.
-'a tab in the ocean' at 1 am, driving the viaduct through downtown seattle and smiling uncontrollably.
-finding a $20 bill in a parking lot, which i did.
-the very nice guy with multiple missing teeth who works graves at my favorite grocer. it is nice to be recognized and remembered in a big city.
-sleety raindrop patterns on the windsheild.
-the sound of wipers on the windsheild.
-the toilet/1st date scene in 'extras' riccocheting through my mind whilst attempting to pee at j's. the more you think about micturating, the more difficult it can be. perhaps this is just me? dead quiet house (telly on mute), me trying not to laugh at the absurdity of it all, then somehow compelled to announce the entire thought process once returning to the sofa. thankfully he laughed.
-the quiz section in the comics. every day i am reminded of how stupid i really am. today: what is the largest island in the pacific ocean? i guessed australia. sorry, dumbass, australia is a continent. the correct answer is new guinea.
-broadway news. still. i am a fucking fool.
-tertiary colors.
-clove oil.
-the print ad for a new movie which, unfortunately, stars sandra fucking bullock. the art is fucking cool.
-rediscovering the unparalleled joy of original flavor trident gum. the pieces are bigger than i remember. the mouthfeel is superb. i am aware that gum is for the uneducated tweaking miscreant.
-"i was just getting my 'swingin' doors' on."
-the tombs is 10 years old today. i just realized that the other thing is also 10 years ago today. unrecognizable. funny. weird. and my second frittering ends in 7 days. life is pretty cool. and that handily sums up my little list. i am smiling as i type this.
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-the sound of wipers on the windsheild
Why do I find this amusing?
Happy birthday 'Tombs!
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