books and shit...

found out that my job is getting rid of perfect attendance bonus...fuck those cocksuckers; that is all i have to say on that subject...fucking cocksuckers (i guess that too...) anyway last night i just passed out...i'd done laundry and there were no sheets on my bed and i was fully dressed in jacket and shoes and lights and tv were on, etc...i guess i was sleepy...today Mary Beth and i went book shopping...the library bookstore but i didn't get anything there...then we went on a journey to try out the goodwill bookstore down in southaven but they we showed up minutes to close so we missed out but we'd passed this other used-book-bank-ish type store and tried it out...it was alright...i got: White Noise by Don DeLillo, Light in August by William Faulkner, An Artist of the Floating World by Kazuo Ishiguro, Catch-22 by Joseph Heller, Tomcat in Love by Tim O'Brien, and Soul Mountain by Gao Xingjian...only one was full-price and the others, though not thrift-store cheap, were in good condition...then we ran into this thai place down there and ate some of that...i'm full...

fag tape

a tape i made for Nikole:( look at some songs with a manly theme... )

a tape for Mary Beth

( more songs... )