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June 16, 2005

bleh

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Shittiest shit I ever copped

driven to it by lost keys. s. not coming soon. no other/better way to kill time. but then not coming at all, need to go pick up his copy in manhattan. may as well pick up mine from office. hell traffic on fdr. accident. i’m sneak-a-toking to little avail. at office, they say only super has keys. search for s. not easy but finally take keys. back to hood to quench. drown sorrows. car alone $60. s. eventually comes home afterall.

this week terrible. stop mon morning. remember setting alarm. sleep 415ish to 1030. fuck. when arrive j. says “that’s no. 2” w/ clear “strike” implications. Hellish time staying awake and concentrating. work (mine) goes slow, work (day) goes slow. home, scrape dribblin’s from trash bag, sleep before 9.

tues morning woke up in a pool of crushed peanut m&m’s, more tired than ever. always odd irony. once stop, & sleep, feel worse. dread day, count minutes. home, food, sleep before 9.

wed. still tired but better. back hurts. still not thinking so clearly which resulted in awkward comm. breakdown with boss obviously frustrating to him.

all week super stressed about all work, plus deadline for one client the production for which i comitted to do & never have had time. plus, article committment outside. plus appt. to rec. oral history of friend. rescheduled that, got help with work. will crank article out over weekend with extension.

bunch of crap dumped mixed in todo. will do quick sep now just to get it where belongs, so not left, never done, forgotten. can’t do org && expl. && flesh. never get caught up…

Posted by peligrito at June 16, 2005 1:18 AM

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