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| Re: Yeah, I finished it. by Scumpy 02/18/2003, 4:00am PST | ||||
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| His head snaps hard off the pillow as his hands flail madly for the off button on the too-loud alarm. He slept funny (again) and his neck hurts, he knocks a glass of water off the nightstand and into an opened drawer.
“FUCK!†he hears his mouth roar and his legs swing out of bed to give him leverage to combat the shrill shrieking of the alarm and cope with the water disaster. “Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!†It is five minutes later. He knows this because after mopping the spilt water off of his wallet and wristwatch with yesterday’s underwear, he had been sitting on the edge of the bed staring at his clock. He thinks, "I seem to remember reading that in order to improve one's temperament, one should always awake with a positive thought or word in mind." He says, "FUCK!" His neck hurts, he is miserable and he is trying to remember the dream he just woke from. He has a raging hardon. He is going to be late for work (again). He reaches into the nightstand and grabs his cigarettes and a lighter. They are wet, but not bad enough to be useless. He lights one and coughs, stares at the phone. |
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Yes. More. by 02/18/2003, 2:16am PST  Yeah, I finished it. by 02/18/2003, 3:18am PST Re: Yeah, I finished it. by 02/18/2003, 4:00am PST |
