2.28.2006
Jane
For 4 months, I rode my morning bus to work with the same three people, and for 4 months, we never said a word to each other, a smile on the way home, maybe a look of “what was that?” But never a word, so, in order to differentiate them in my mind, I named my bus-mates: Joe, Jack, and Jane.
And one day, 4 months later, Jane was not there, naturally you think she took a day off. But her absence extended to a week, so I naturally though, vacation.
Two Weeks: long vacation
A month: you begin to wonder.
Jane was a middle eaged lady, she had a kind face and always wore a long black Ecuadorian shawl and a hat that almost looked like a Beret. Whatever happened to Jane? Did she quit? Did she have to relocate to take care of her dying mother? Did she fall off a flight of stairs and is now laying in a hospital bed in a coma? Why do I even care? Why do I think about her every morning?
Human beings are mysterious creatures, we are as close to a life from another world as we will ever get, where silence, complete and utter silence, can be the strongest of our forms of communication.
And one day, 4 months later, Jane was not there, naturally you think she took a day off. But her absence extended to a week, so I naturally though, vacation.
Two Weeks: long vacation
A month: you begin to wonder.
Jane was a middle eaged lady, she had a kind face and always wore a long black Ecuadorian shawl and a hat that almost looked like a Beret. Whatever happened to Jane? Did she quit? Did she have to relocate to take care of her dying mother? Did she fall off a flight of stairs and is now laying in a hospital bed in a coma? Why do I even care? Why do I think about her every morning?
Human beings are mysterious creatures, we are as close to a life from another world as we will ever get, where silence, complete and utter silence, can be the strongest of our forms of communication.
Goodbye, my
friend.
9:50 AM
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2.23.2006
IRAQ ON THE VERGE OF RELIGIOUS WAR
Dear god,
Sorry to disturb you, But
I feel that I should be heard loud and clear.
We all need a big reduction in amount of tears,
And all the people that you made in your image,
See them fighting in the street,’
cause they can’t make opinions meet,
About god,
I can’t believe in you.
Did you make disease,
and the diamond blue?
Did you make mankind
after we made you?
And the devil too!
Dear god,
Don’t know if you noticed,
But your name is on a lot of quotes in this book.
Us crazy humans wrote it,
you should take a look,
And all the people that you made in your image,
Still believing that junk is true.
Well I know it ain’t and so do you,
Dear god,
I can’t believe in...
Sorry to disturb you, But
I feel that I should be heard loud and clear.
We all need a big reduction in amount of tears,
And all the people that you made in your image,
See them fighting in the street,’
cause they can’t make opinions meet,
About god,
I can’t believe in you.
Did you make disease,
and the diamond blue?
Did you make mankind
after we made you?
And the devil too!
Dear god,
Don’t know if you noticed,
But your name is on a lot of quotes in this book.
Us crazy humans wrote it,
you should take a look,
And all the people that you made in your image,
Still believing that junk is true.
Well I know it ain’t and so do you,
Dear god,
I can’t believe in...
Goodbye, my
friend.
10:07 AM
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2.21.2006
This sentence keeps repeating in my head
“She got them done in Mexico with a stolen credit card; they came out one WAY bigger than the other, poor girl”
Goodbye, my
friend.
5:17 PM
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2.18.2006
I opened a bottle of
My Papi will be mad with envy
I am having a party with a phone :o)
My Papi will be mad with me
*Scheiss*
the sky is (-15) right now
It’s ($7) for the
GOD does math just fine
so
lets
Goodbye, my
friend.
12:25 AM
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2.16.2006
There's many a strange impulse out on the plains of West Texas/There's many a young boy who feels things he can't comprehend.
And a small town don't like it when somebody falls between sexes/Small towns dont like it when a cowboy has feelings for men.
And I believe to my soul that inside every man is the feminine/And inside every lady there's a deep manly voice loud and clear.
Well the cowboy may brag about things he has done with his women/But the ones who brag loudest are the ones who are most likely queer.
~Willie Nelson
Has the boy been sniffin' too much bio-diesel?
And a small town don't like it when somebody falls between sexes/Small towns dont like it when a cowboy has feelings for men.
And I believe to my soul that inside every man is the feminine/And inside every lady there's a deep manly voice loud and clear.
Well the cowboy may brag about things he has done with his women/But the ones who brag loudest are the ones who are most likely queer.
~Willie Nelson
Has the boy been sniffin' too much bio-diesel?
Goodbye, my
friend.
9:19 AM
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2.15.2006
The Day After
I hope ya’ll had a good VD. Mine was celebrated with an impeachable , immaculate, and fantastic meal. Belgian Bear, Wine, labne filled dates and lamb meat loaf- a heart shaped lamb meat loaf (pics coming soon)- AND this Saturday it will be followed by promisingly the most exotic night of our lives. Papi knows how to treat a lady.
Papi Punkin one-liner of the week:
Punkin: You think you can do it? Cut out ALL SUGAR and lose those last 7 pounds by your B-Day?
Papi: . . . piece of cake
Punkin: You think you can do it? Cut out ALL SUGAR and lose those last 7 pounds by your B-Day?
Papi: . . . piece of cake
Goodbye, my
friend.
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2.13.2006
HAPPY ViVi DAY to my LOVELY ONE
Goodbye, my
friend.
7:50 PM
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2.07.2006
Sometimes I smile when I recall some of the one-liners I exchange with my Papi throughout the week. I guess I realize in the midst of the daily chaos how unique some of the things we say to each other can be:
One liner of the week
Punkin: Is it really awful to criticize a blind person with a stick for not knowing where they are going?
Papi: Depends on what kind of day you’re having.
One liner of the week
Punkin: Is it really awful to criticize a blind person with a stick for not knowing where they are going?
Papi: Depends on what kind of day you’re having.
Goodbye, my
friend.
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