PittsburghThoughts

Time rolls on and all those little jobs that I've planned on doing have been set back, it wasn't my fault. I meant well and Wednesday is a reasonable deadline besides I'm broke and nothing gets done without money, gas, postage, food, all cost money, in fact I'm sitting here racking up the bills, the heating and light, water, sewage, damn there's wear and tear on the body, clothes wear out, the car wears out, we're almost out of coffee and Columbian is through the roof. What? I should drink coffee that I don't like as much because it's cheaper? Not on you life.

 

No one's returning calls. What am I chopper liver? Time to write a nasty letter. Why can't I have a one size fits all nasty letter? Like a "get it off your chest" form letter. Something like:

 

Too non-specific. Maybe a categorized selection:

 

Damn, I could subcategorise everything and having all those form letters would be more trouble that writing a specific one. Forgetaboutit.

 

Getting back to the subject at hand, it's Wednesday and I still have the things that I wanted to get done on Monday plus accumulated things pending. I'm disgusted, it's pushing it, but I'll do it tomorrow.

 

It's tomorrow and I'm still disgusted only now I'm nervous that things won't get done and no one's returned any calls yet. I don't know whether to shit or go blind.

 

Friday's here and everyone leaves early or takes Friday off. Why does everyone have a charmed life but me?

After the weekend I'm going to get serious about all this shit. I'm a responsible person and no one's fool. Think you can shit on me? Think again potty boyz. I'm da man, and I'm getting it DONE.    Gene