mainsqueeze's Diaryland Diary

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God, it's pretty outside today. Sunny, warm, breezy, blue skies, that whole thing. I will spend my day not basking in the sun by the pool but slaving away for The Man in a dark, dingy, smoke-filled casino. When I walk outside at the end of my shift I'm usually a little surprised to see that it's dark out, no natural light in that place whatsoever. Noon and midnight look exactly the same in the casino. I'm beginning to hate it beyond words.
My "little cold" has bloomed into full-blown bronchitis, which is awesome when I'm talking to customers at work and I suddenly feel the need to cough violently all over them and their food. Quitting smoking hasn't been going so well lately, possibly due to the fact that my primary motivator has flown off to a place that might as well be Never Never Land as far as I'm concerned. Back up to a pack a day. I'll try harder today. My doc says if I don't cut back (actually, she used the word "quit") my annual bouts of bronchitis could wind up developing into pneumonia.
I am boycotting shaving. What reason do I have to worry about leg hair, hmmm? Or armpit hair, or any of the other hair that everybody else seems to think so much about? Nobody will be seeing me naked anytime soon, so fuck you, Bic, and I am letting my shit grow.
Had a dream about Kevin last night. We stared at a map of New Zealand and talked about The Lord of the Rings. We made love in a motel bed next to his ex-girlfriend. He had shaved his beard. Haven't thought of that guy in a long time.

2:05 p.m. - 2007-05-26

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