20 November 2007

"I can't just drop everything, I'm busy"

If you had asked me what I would be doing on my birthday at this time last year I know I wouldn't have said "sitting in an Internet cafe' in Chicago" It's funny what 365 days can do.

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This lyric reminded me of someone. It's from Pavement:

" Ice baby,
I saw your girlfriend and she was
eating her fingers like they're just another meal"

You know who you are.

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This morning as I was leaving the hovel make my daily rounds I saw a man in the hallway. He was older, gray haired, skinny, wrinkled, with a slight glaze over his eyes. I walked past him and he turned around and said to me "I just can't drop everything, I'm busy" then he turned and walked away.

I love this town.

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Back to this whole aging thing. Today is the anniversary of when I was cut out of my mother because I couldn't stand being in her body any longer. I was born 3 months early, the doctors were surprised that I lived. I was a tough little bastard even then.