nastybun

It’s been dark and overcast today, barely raining. Cars had their headlights on. I still wore my sunglasses. A conversation with myself follows.

“Why are you wearing sunglasses?”

“It makes the world seem darker, more oppresive, dark like my heart. It keeps people from seeing my eyes, seeing the tortured soul inside them. Keeps the anquish within, from spilling out into the world and bringing everyone down. It’s a sacrifice I make for the unwashed scum out there, though they don’t deserve it. No-one understands me. If my hair was longer, it’d be in front of my face.”

“… Are you taking the piss?”

“Yes.”

The nice thing about talking to yourself is that the responses are always timed right for comedic purposes, and always attuned to one’s own humouratic senses. Funny how many more people stare at you when you’re smiling for no obvious reason…

Apparently the price of butter has risen 700% in the last 4 years. This is bad, because it’s the reason why I couldn’t get some tasty, properly made pasta today. I shake my fist to express frustration!

There’s a bagel joint near my place. It’s called Bagel House. A bagel and cawfee lunch is possibly the greatest lunch I’ve had. If ever you’re in Rozelle (it might happen..) go there.

I thought there was more to put here.. oh well.