MISERY. THAT is the word for the day. still cold as a nun’s cunt and six more inches of snow are headed this way tomorrow. winter, please get the fuck out.
MANAGED TO crawl to the library despite the rain and the cold and the sleet and the sludge and borrowed two more books after i returned my nemo readings. “the viper” by hakan ostlundh and “www.watch” by robert j. sawyer. the first is scandinavian crime and the second, a sci-fi. i am doubtful about the latter title but we shall see, with the author having hugo and nebula and all that.
SOMETHING STRANGE is afoot at the strand bookstore. there is, i can smell, a major shift towards online ordering. two newly released books that i want to read are only available online at prices not much different from barnes&noble. and there is the shipping costs to be dealt with making everything really suck. the only alternative to the monopoly that is barnes&noble is no longer an alternative it seems, so there is no question as to who won. at least there is the library where i can still read for free. and that physical books will still be revered despite having an e-book lending scheme and one of the best apps there is.
THE VISA is taking its sweet time and i believe the gears of bureaucracy has already ground my applications to unrecognizable bits. this thursday i call a hotline and ask for an update, something that i really, really hate to fucking do. this is nothing short of groveling and is really emasculating if you ask me. this could be the only incentive to work on our american citizenship and get that fucking blue passport so that we can roam the earth as we damn well please. if only all nations behave like the netherlands, we would all be living a better life.
STILL WAITING for the 3 AM wake up call from my brain so i can read the short story before submitting it before this month ends. which gives roughly two fucking weeks to get everything in order. a very, very horrifying prospect knowing that i do not have writing corner and i can never write inside a cafe, starbucks or otherwise. we shall fucking see if the magic happens.
TWO FILMS i plan to see before the weekend rolls in. one is “a good day to die hard” because i need some testosterone boost and the other is “NO” because i once worked in advertising and sometimes, just sometimes, occasionally still do. no plans for the weekend yet but if this gout totally disappears as it has been ebbing this past days, a good helping of sinful food and alcohol will be had. that is the only way to beat winter. and waiting for forever.
