Sunday, March 31, 2019

Still Technically Alive

I hit Applebees in Conway SC (37 bucks inc tip). NOT SORRY.

(Hey Ed, you should hear the theme from MASH as you read these posts.  Great LYRICS).

I will live (not survive) as long as I can.  

I will NOT become a parasite again.  I'm too old to "disappear" into the wilderness, and have decided against Club Fed because I can't hit bars there.

I haven't talked to you guys about this because you'd reflexively blabber all that "never the answer" garbage at me, or (worse yet) offer me more money.

If I kill myself, it's partly for you guys.  I'm in a hopeless death-spiral, but you might spazz out and hurt yourselves even more to add more of your money to the toilet-bowl swirl in order to keep me alive and miserable for awhile longer.

Jeez we rarely talk except about the Browns.  I rarely see you.  I barely know your kids.  You'll barely MISS me!

No whining in there: Just sayin I GET it, and all of that is on me.

I'm a vet and entitled to burial on the VA, but just burn my corpse and flush the ashes down a terlet for all I care....

Well ok dump them in a forest instead so they can feed plants and stuff...

I'm a failure.  That's a fact.  

I wish I could go back and focus on singing/songwriting--I definitely had those gifts--but well...maybe I'll pull it off if I get recycled (as I suspect I will be).

Oh dammit I might be born in Iran and brainwashed---ok maybe I'll be a dog or a cow oknevermind...

I'm still here so far so okbye

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