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Monday, July 07, 2003
Whiners want you to believe their lives are worse, much worse, a huggamajillion times worse than yours. You are meant to listen (without eye-rolling), listen more, moan appreciatively, and once you concede defeat, to pay your fee in pity. But we don't give up so easy. Don't we gamely trot out our petty miseries, lean and piebald as they seem beside the snorting, muscular stallions of the truly fucked? The contest is lost, but I will not be denied my day at the boo-hoo races.
So it goes that I always greet poverty-based sob stories with mine about how "Dude, when I was unemployed, I ate Lucky Charms for breakfast, lunch, and dinner." Yeah, it's not much, but it's mine. Unfortunately, I now realize that it was not poverty that drove the diet -- it was the FUCKING HEAT. FUCK IT. (I will limit myself to one weather-related post per week, my panting dogs, but humor me.) I cannot stand food in this weather. I will lose five pounds by the end of July, and by the end of August, you will wonder where I've gone. This weekend on Fire Island was like summer camp, but with less structure and no tetherball. I went swimming every day and I saw plants. I slept on uncomfortable slabs of foam. I got all greasy with the SPF 15 that people assured me was the minimum required to avoid instant screaming face cancer. I didn't worry about anything and I didn't use a phone or computer. It was heaven, and one more day of it would have driven me insane. (Whining ahead.) Now I am animated by a frantic, pulsing feeling that I have neglected some unnamed but tremendous responsibility, that there is no time, NO TIME AT ALL! What the fuck? Why must I be punished for having a relaxing weekend? Why was I bequeathed this demonic work ethic that has NOTHING TO DO WITH ACTUAL WORK? Tonight I sleep, naked and fanblown, only with the aid of Ambien. Let me sleep. I'm tired! 0 comments |
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