Wednesday, August 11, 2021

August 11, 2021

This stupid son of a bitch in the room next to me came in not wearing a mask yesterday, like many who still aren't. All day long today he's been coughing his fucking guts out.

Yeah, I'm generalizing in my opinion of what's going on with him. Kind of like that self-appointed badge-wearing hero of freedom Rand Paul is generalizing what right-thinking people should do, like defying CDC standards.

You're right, you fucking moron, whether you're a senator from Fantasyland, anyone who believes as he does, or the shithead in Room 7213 at the Travelodge in Belen, New Mexico - they can't arrest you all for not following social health guidelines.

But they can burn your bodies once you're dead to prevent the spread of what you could've helped prevent while you were alive. 

This isn't political. This isn't sociological. This isn't philosophical. This is biological.

Get your goddamn shot and cover your fucking mouth.

Sunday, August 1, 2021

August 2, 2012

How difficult it is, in spite of maturity, growth, result, and passage of time, for me not to feel bad about so significant a possibility not experienced, about a decision so momentarily made yet lastingly recalled, indeed a wrong way taken at the veritable fork in the road. How I despise my memory, that it lasts so long, recalls so easily, reliable and detailed, pulsing within an impassioned and wantonly rhapsodic, if intrinsically melodramatic, soul.

Sigh. Alright, I'm done.