ShagmoorLounge

May 27, 2005

So it's Friday and I'm supposed to take my chick to this thing tomorrow and a birthday party thing on Sunday. I really just want to stay home and work on my monster. I think Bardo and I'll be able to get some shit done if we can both just sit in the same room at the same time and storm it out. But I can't tell my chick to fuck off.

I'm a lazy motherfucker. I don't want to work. I've got two clients who are calling me every other day and I'm not returning their calls because I don't give a fuck. I just got paid bank and I'm done. I could be done for the rest of the year if I feel like it. That would be stupid. I should call them back and see what they want. Maybe the jobs are small. Doubtful. I'll just be lazy for the weekend I guess.

I want to go to Mexico. I want to take my chick to Italy. She wants to go to Paris ever since her friend and my friend went. I think London is fireballs cool. I like Italy better. Except that everything goes wrong there. It's a really cool place because Rome is so old and there's the coast and these old ruins in Tuscany and Paestum and Pompeii and shit. Italy's actually really fucking cool except that everyfuckingthing goes wrong there. Luggage gets lost. Papers are wrong. Reservations are expired even though they've been confirmed the fucking day before. I want to go back to the creepatorium in Sicily. They have this little dead girl who's all preserved like Lenin.

But if she wants to go to Paris I'll take her. I just want to rest up first. I'm sick of airports and planes and people.

The Shadow knows 12:11 PM
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