fried chicken

hmmm almost midnight, the end of yet another horrible day….worst part is there was actually 1 second of happiness…

this kinda tells you what level i’ve been living on the past few months….like i go through each day, not really making any money, not really doing any work, just kinda stumbling through trying to make the best. fiending for any chance to really talk to someone.

Today i went to my deli that i always go to, the same place that once filled my day with joy and wonderfulness when they told me, a complete stranger, that i could just pay for my sandwich tommorow since “they knew me”

That trust makes me feel so warm inside….maybe it’s just living in memphis, being hounded by cops, almost getting carjacked on a daily basis…

Today, after troubleshooting fucking Apple’s all morning, then giving up and trying to set it up on a fucking winbook, i give up and go to lunch. My deli friend gives me a extra piece of fried chicken when i left. We talked before, mostly about fried chicken. I stated that i spent a considerable time in new orleans that i could tell good fried chicken from the crap the other places pass off.

I dunno why someone giving me a extra piece of fried chicken can make up for all the speeding tickets, lonliness, lack of work and utter pointlessness of life….oh well…

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