some people just can’t be described in a single sentence.
it”s actually 4/29, and we’re at
the Dining Car, a diner on Frankford Ave -
just ordering….
performance was OK - I lost the
rebar prop post-death scene,
but I recovered quickly.
I’m blogging @ the table,
which I guess is kind of rude,
so I’ll stop now…
Mom was sick today, she couldn’t sleep, which is a real downer,
as Monday is the only day of the week not claimed by either
work or mereBreath as of late….
I went to get my Transpass and various other mall stuff
and I felt bad because I didn’t get her anything.
right now I’m feeling that I’m doing a lot of good things
but failing at the most important things.
that’s why I despise the shows of feigned helpless,
which only disguise the twin specters of willful ignorance and entitlementI
amongst the perfectly capable.
that last sentiment is, of course, indicative of my day job, not the ministry…
I’m done venting now…