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I was SUPPOSED to get a package (I think?) today but instead I got some box that has "stitchfit" written on it and it's not even our STREET. Tomorrow is the only chance I get to incapacitate our mailman, before I begin MAJOR orders.
I can't deal with the package today (shopping was like this BIG thing, although apparently either my private disability ends in July, not June, or they haven't gotten it right. I will investigate this-- AFTER my end of the month bills are paid, and I get a steady paycheck AND etc. Oh, also after I buy the kid shoes, an at least FUNCTIONAL wardrobe, and some soylent to sweeten the deal. OMG, it sure did because he's glad (in this male sort of way) to get new clothes but he is FAR MORE excited about the SOYLENT.
Althugh, this private disability thing frankly, was so obnoxious and so hard to deal with, I sort of feel fine with it. I mean, at ONE POINT my doctor yelled at them, and he yells at 0 out of 100 people.
To make it worse, when I went in to HR for help, the lady there said, "Well yes, they suck, but maybe it would help if your doctor didn't yell at them." It reminded me of one of my mom's apologies because I had ZERO control over either issue, which I pointed OUT. She continued to maintain that despite their suckage, my doctor "should not have yelled" so to be honest, I think this payment MAY be correct, but I'm not going to bother to investigate it RIGHT THIS SECOND and if it continues, maybe. Probably.
I bought two cans of snus today and drove right by a vape shop and didn't stop but its fairly meaningless because frankly I knew the had 0 I would want and I can get better prices on the internet. But STILL.
Anyway, gonna get the package to the lady because maybe she has MY PACKAGE if it EXISTS at all IDK what is happening to the postal service lately. Jeez.
Anna
I can't deal with the package today (shopping was like this BIG thing, although apparently either my private disability ends in July, not June, or they haven't gotten it right. I will investigate this-- AFTER my end of the month bills are paid, and I get a steady paycheck AND etc. Oh, also after I buy the kid shoes, an at least FUNCTIONAL wardrobe, and some soylent to sweeten the deal. OMG, it sure did because he's glad (in this male sort of way) to get new clothes but he is FAR MORE excited about the SOYLENT.
Althugh, this private disability thing frankly, was so obnoxious and so hard to deal with, I sort of feel fine with it. I mean, at ONE POINT my doctor yelled at them, and he yells at 0 out of 100 people.
To make it worse, when I went in to HR for help, the lady there said, "Well yes, they suck, but maybe it would help if your doctor didn't yell at them." It reminded me of one of my mom's apologies because I had ZERO control over either issue, which I pointed OUT. She continued to maintain that despite their suckage, my doctor "should not have yelled" so to be honest, I think this payment MAY be correct, but I'm not going to bother to investigate it RIGHT THIS SECOND and if it continues, maybe. Probably.
I bought two cans of snus today and drove right by a vape shop and didn't stop but its fairly meaningless because frankly I knew the had 0 I would want and I can get better prices on the internet. But STILL.
Anyway, gonna get the package to the lady because maybe she has MY PACKAGE if it EXISTS at all IDK what is happening to the postal service lately. Jeez.
Anna
Spy, spy, pretty girl
I see you see me through your window
Don't turn your nose up
Well, you can if you need to, you won't be the first or last
It must strain you to look down so far from your father's house
And I know what a louse like me in his house could do for you
I'm the Cream
Of the Great Utopia Dream
And you're the gleam
In the depths
of your banker's spleen
I'm a phallus in pigtails
And there's blood on my nose
And my tissue is rotting
Where the rats chew my bones
And my eye sockets empty
See nothing but pain
I keep having this brainstorm
About twelve times a day
So now, you could spend the morning walking with me, quite amazed
As I'm Unwashed
and Somewhat Slightly Dazed
I got eyes in my backside
That see electric tomatoes
On credit card rye bread
There are children in washrooms
Holding hands with a queen
And my heads full of murders
Where only killers scream
So now you could spend the morning talking with me quite amazed
Look out, I'm raving mad and Somewhat Slightly Dazed
Now you run from your window
To the porcelain bowl
And you're sick from your ears
To the red parquet floor
And the Braque on the wall
Slides down your front
And eats through your belly
It's very catching
So now, you should spend the mornings lying to your father quite amazed
About the strange Unwashed and Happily Slightly Dazed.
I bless you madly,
sadly as I tie my shoes
I love you badly,
Just in time, at times, I guess
Because of you I need to rest
Because it's you
that sets the test
So much has gone
and little is new
And as the sparrow sings
Dawn chorus for
Someone else to hear
The Thinker sits alone growing older
And so bitter
"I gave Them life
I gave Them all
They drained my very soul
...dry
I crushed my heart
to ease Their pains
No thought for me remains there
Nothing can They spare
What of me?
Who praised Their efforts
to be free?
Words of strength and care
and sympathy
I opened doors
that would have blocked Their way
I braved Their cause to guide,
for little pay
I ravaged at my finance just for Those
Those whose claims were steeped in peace, tranquility
Those who said a new world, new ways ever free
Those whose promises stretched in hope and grace for me"
I bless you madly,
sadly as I tie my shoes
I love you badly, just in time,
at times, I guess
Because of you I need to rest, oh yes
Because it's you
that sets the test
So much has gone
and little is new
And as the sunrise stream
Flickers on me,
My friends talk
Of glory, untold dream, where all is God and God is just a word
"We had a friend, a talking man
Who spoke of many powers that he had
Not of the best of men, but Ours
We used him
We let him use his powers
We let him fill Our needs
Now We are strong
And the road is coming to its end
Now the damned have no time to make amends
No purse of token fortune stands in Our way
The silent guns of love
will blast the sky
We broke the ruptured structure built of age
Our weapons were the tongues of crying rage
Where money stood
We planted seeds of rebirth
And stabbed the backs of fathers
Sons of dirt
Infiltrated business cesspools
Hating through Our sleeves
Yea, and We slit the Catholic throat
Stoned the poor
on slogans such as
'Wish You Could Hear'
'Love Is All We Need'
'Kick Out The Jams'
'Kick Out Your Mother'
'Cut Up Your Friend'
'Screw Up Your Brother or He'll Get You In the End'
And We Know the Flag of Love is from Above
And We Can Force You to Be Free
And We Can Force You to Believe"
And I close my eyes and tighten up my brain
For I once read a book in which the lovers were slain
For they knew not the words of the Free States' refrain
It said:
"I believe in the Power of Good
I Believe in the State of Love
I Will Fight For the Right to be Right
I Will Kill for the Good of the Fight for the Right to be Right"
And I open my eyes to look around
And I see a child laid slain
on the ground
As a love machine lumbers through desolation rows
Ploughing down man, woman, listening to its command
But not hearing anymore
Not hearing anymore
Just the shrieks from the old rich
And I Want to Believe
In the madness that calls 'Now'
And I want to Believe
That a light's shining through
Somehow
And I Want to Believe
And You Want to Believe
And We Want to Believe
And We Want to Live
Oh, We Want to Live
We Want to Live
We Want to Live
We Want to Live
We Want to Live
We Want to Live
I Want to Live
I Want to Live
I Want to Live
I Want to Live
I Want to Live
I Want to Live
Live
Live
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