what the hell ever happened to mr. salty?

t.b.i.m. april 16, year 0

i hope 9 inch nails will send me some money from their new album "year 0" as i've been touting the merits of the year 0 for quite some time. maybe enough to cover my stupid tax bills. hooray.

anyhow so its monday. which by nature sucks alot. plus it was re-entry day at school...booooooooooooooooooooohiiiiiiiissssssssssssssssssss.

funny that even after a break the children are just as unmotivated and lathargic as they were before break. so much for rejuvination. maybe its the weather.

what i'm loving today:

* the idea of going home

* the fact that my back hurts less today

* hamburgers

* the new airfreshener in my car... sun and sand its called

* friday is payday

* advil

* the great memories of my good days off last week

* seeing dennis kucinichs bro here at the liberry (he's odd)

* the response "nufin" when i ask una what she's doing

* that i've only got 45 minutes left

* pretzels and salsa

thats about it sad but true. i'm a little disappointed in humanity.... at present > whether its crazy people shootin shit up and killing people, or idiots making the liberry a punch palace, or just the general ingratitude for even the most simple kindness. do you ever get the feeling that you could hand out $100 bills to people and they'd still find a reason to bitch about it? sad sad sad.

i wish it was warm. i wish i was a watermelon.

ok

off to ma'bed

later

me