Piers ramble

Proving it, bit by bit……

So here is the end of June. This will show up late, because I’m having to post it to our private journal for now….no internet. When you read this, I will probably have written or BE writing another entry.

K, now that that’s behind us.

It’s 11:16pm. Mikey and Lola are asleep. I was, but my stupid body has that Alka Seltzer Blood thing going on again. I just have to remind myself….8 or 9 more days until the doctor. Fuckers – making me wait so goddamned long to get in there. I’m glad I’m not terminally ill. I’d be raising much more of a stink about the 1 1/2 month wait if I were.

So payday hits within a few hours. I would say Whoopee, but why bother? It will only be gone as soon as we get it, you know? Oh fizuckin’ well!

Harpo left a few text messages asking me to call him earlier. I was in bed, I guess, when they came through. I think it’s really too late to call, properly, but still I might. I don’t know. Don’t want to disturb the silence around here. All I hear besides the ringing in my ears is the fan clicking as it oscillates.

I’ll probably write more later.

PdC