tuesday, november 9th (2004)

6:47 pm.
Sometimes I feel like I live in a fucking Pinter play.
J: Would you like some rice?
R: What?
J: Would you like some rice?
R: You're asking me if I want rice?
J: Yes.
R: You're making rice?
J: Yes, I'm making rice. Would you like some?
R: You're eating rice?
J: I'm gonna make some.
R: What kind of rice?
J: White rice.
R: Just white rice?
J: --
R:No, I don't want any white rice.

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I came up with a piece of a song on the way home from work:
I side-swiped a white truck,
Yes, sir, my life sucks;
All kinds of bad luck--
Don't ask me for anything.
I got nothing to give you;
Don't you know I gotta live, too?
I side-swiped a white truck.
Jesus Christ, my life is bad.