fuck ups

have you ever seen

the escalation of

fuck ups

at work?

how they roll

one into another

like a giant snow ball?

fyi

don’t take your eye off the ball

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argue …

you know what …

i don’t think

i have anything

to add to this

particular

argument.

wow.

thats a new place

For Me.

#JS

Tired.

Happy,

But

Tired.

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introducing

An Anomaly.

So defined as:

anomaly

An anomaly is an abnormality, a blip on the screen of life that doesn’t fit with the rest of the pattern. If you are a breeder of black dogs and one puppy comes out pink, that puppy is an anomaly.


So, thats Me.

An anomaly.

And quite happy

at present,

with all of that.

too schedule …

or not to schedule …

that is the blogging

question, of thine day …

actually,

scrap that question …

how many to schedule,

that is thine question

of the day.

🙂

hey, did i …

did i tell yah

bout the cunt next door?

new cunt …

thinks the volume

dial on his stereo

should be louder

than the birds

chirping,

and the waves of

the ocean crashing …

I can feel my

golf club, and I

making a trip

next door

to make our

acquaintance …

ae … remember

remember …

the little things.

every little

bitty

thing,

that marks

progress.

words

sometimes when i

can’t string a

sentence together …

no longer feeling

like some kind of

intellectual:

and the thought of

writing ones own

thesis is,

well,

fucking daunting …

and poetry

(as defined by the poetry gods),

seems to far

far

away …

i’ll line up a ramble,

that looks like

poetry.

It works

For

Me.

 

so they say …

theres a time

for everything …

so they say.

so …

whens My time?

hmm

when someone rings

and the first thing

out of their mouths

is:

“i don’t want to alarm you”.

guess what happens?