i’m about to have a nervous breakdown

Sung in the key of Keith Morris.

That’s where I’m at. I kill myself, all day, starting at 4:50AM (yes, IN THE GODDAMN MORNING), bust ass getting ready, taking care of dogs and cats, work my ass off for 8 hours, come home, walk dogs, make dinner, and by the time I’m all done, it’s 6:30, 7 o’clock at night.

Fourteen straight hours of hard go, every day, and what do I get for it? Slippery tongs that send the roast I made halfway across the fucking kitchen to land in a pile of dog fur.

Grilled cheese sandwiches it fucking is.

Fuck today, all the way off.

Target: 1400 words
Written: 1357 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: Prozac Nation, Elizabeth Wurtzel
Comics: Fables 13-15, Fables: The Last Castle 1
Music: Whiskey On A Sunday, Flogging Molly (or every day)

downtown trick-or-treating

That’s actually a really cool idea. Kids going store to store. The stores get good PR and publicity and karma (and maybe sales) by doing it. I wonder why we don’t do that here? It was a real hit in Belleville.

Plus, they had Burger Revolution, which somehow equated Che Guevara with dead cow.

I’m torn on Guevara. I know he’s an icon for t-shirts and all, but he wasn’t exactly a great guy. I mean, he was Castro’s right hand man, and Castro was a piece of shit. Death squads by both and the whole bit.

Sort of a nice in theory, terrible in execution icon, like communism or vegans.

Anyway, fun day. Good burger. I love me some caramelized onions.

Target: 1400 words
Written: 697 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: The Faded Sun: Kesrith, C.J. Cherryh
Comics: Brigade v2 25, Violator Vs. Badrock 3, Bloodstrike Assassin 2, Chapel v2 1
Music: Weighting, Rollins Band

apple brie chicken

That’s been my day so far. A series of time consuming, but small tasks, interspersed with a desire to do something creative… and not really having the time for it.

Stuffed mushroom caps, red pepper soup shooters, apple and brie stuffed chicken… beer tastings.

All for no reason.

Sometimes, life is cute.

Target: 1100 words
Written: 121 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: Kitchen Confidential, Anthony Bourdain
Comics: Cyblade & Shi 2, Ballistic 2, Cyber Force & Codename Strykeforce - Opposing Forces 2, Ripclaw Special 1
Music: I Scream Sunday, Johnny Cash

mousse

It’s funny how such simple things can bring such joy. Chocolate and water. A splash of vanilla and a blender.

One night in the refrigerator.

Endless toppings, endless satisfaction.

Yet, easy enough for a child.

And yet, so fucking bad (it did not turn out great).

Target: 900 words
Written: 1584 words, novella: The Mungk

Read: Queen Of Sorcery, The Mungk
Comics: Once And Future 5-7, Die 11
Music: Even More Live Crap I Have Lying Around, Pearl Jam