T0p D0g Reloaded

There are two things I don’t like and I had to do them both this morning. Actually, that is misleading. You might think there are only two things I don’t like. So, let me rephrase that. This morning I had to do two things I don’t like, two of the many more things I dislike: waking up seven something and washing in cold water. Being late doesn’t count. One doesn’t do being late. One becomes being late. Or, rather, being late becomes you.

Mom has asked about the ham the other day. “Did you like it?”. She doesn’t know I barely visit the refrigerator these days. And even if I did it on a regular basis I couldn’t have finished all the porc she sent. “Yes, the porc is lovely. There is still plenty of it, too.”

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I have 1,000 faces to hide myself under and they are all the same thing. And taking the pictures of the 1,000 faces is a lot like wanking, after a while, when it’s just a routine and you have other expectations: it’s just a routine and you have other expectations.

I am calm and not missing on any social call. I am learning words like floordrobe and phrases like escape goat. Check them out in the urban dictionary.

I am currently reading Agota Kristof, an older “acquaintance” of mine. I just can’t stop it. Reminds me of the times I was reading under my desk, book on my lap, ready to “loose it” the moment my mom would come to check on me. Instead of homework. Le grand cahier has, for me, a story I am planning to tell you soon.

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