for some reason i knocked out around midnight last night, hours earlier than my usual 3am bedtime regimen. and i was up by 10, which felt like a burden more than an opportunity. “what will i do with these extra hours?” i bafflingly asked myself. i guess i thought of something. i went outside to weather so perfect i could only say “this is the most perfect day ever,” and i wandered out to (where else?) the big cemetery.

i have a new habit of not showering until late in the day, and on account of that i smell bad (or “earthy”, or “sensuous”, as some might call it) for much of the day. fortunately my day rarely involves direct human encounters until the late afternoon or evening, so i can piss and shit in my pants and none would be the eye-watery wiser for it.

i borked a big Amazon order yesterday. i borked it by forgetting to do it. i have to plan these things, since there is not even a vaguely approximate window of time during which the deliveries might occur. and since i usually order dozens of items they are wont to be shipped by 5 or 6 couriers and arrive anywhere from 10am to 8pm. it’s annoying but hey, the shipping’s free, and it keeps me off the streets for a full day.

so i’ll place the order tomorrow, for Monday delivery, i guess. who cares.

the only notable sightings at the cemetery today were tombs for people named BUTINSKY and MASSA. BUTINSKY’s humorfulness needs ne explanation, but the MASSA one was funny because of an exchange i had with a bartender/friend last week. i asked him for a glass o ice water and he, punchy and tired and hung over, said “OH YES, MASSA, I GETCHOO THAT ICE WATER, MASSA, I GET IT RIGHT AWAY!” to which i responded “Maybe i don’t understand the situation here.” he laughed and i self-rejoindered “What are you doing here? Why are you here?” and there was much laughter.

other then that i just stared at the Civil War Monument, checked in on the Danielewszki site, and got a little too close for comfort to some of the groundskeepers horsing around, throwing punches at each other and staring at me kind of blithely as i stumbled into their space, heading to the bathroom.

i took the DSLR out today for the first time in i don’t remember how long. i have this crazy camera full of closets… ahahaha, i meant to say closet full of cameras, but i’ll let it stayas camera full of closets because it sounds dada … i have this crazy closet full of cameras. and who the fuck cares….