Wednesday, August 29, 2007

i'm tired today


ready to go home. a bit melancholy. spent. this week is always a tough one. i looked at the death certificate Monday night and it brought up all the same questions again. when did she die? was it when she was unplugged or when she did the deed, i dunno, fuck it.

I'm not too worried about things this year. its been five years. i got the phone call at work, i don't answer phone calls from family at work any more. a couple times Ive gotten those types of calls. sorry fam, don't call me at work... i wont talk to you.

other news... oh my birthday is coming up too...yaahhh...

I'll bitch more about that when the time comes.

oh we had a surfer get bit by a great white shark this week. hahahahahhaaa, that makes me laugh...

"oh poor guy, he loved surfing!" a friend of his is quoted as saying.

fuck you, dress up like a seal and splash around like you are injured, in shark infested waters? you deserve to get bit. I've been under the sea, i know whats down there... ever been to the aquarium? looked into the tanks there? you see sharks don't cha? do the math, moron...

so buddy, sorry to hear that you got bit by a thirteen foot great white, (which is pretty small for those ones) but i wont be shedding a tear for ya any time soon. and when you do get out of the hospital, you will be getting more ass and action then any of your surfer buddies...

plus free shit galore! your house will be full of sponsored gear.

"hey, bro... ride our boards..."

"dude, check out these wetsuits, they are shark resistant.."

"hey man, cough, cough, try out these new water bongs..."

so enjoy your Wednesday all and be thankful you have all your body parts, on you, not in a bag next to you in a chopper.

5 comments:

Black Egg said...

I hope you're doin' ok. I remember reading this post (I mean the linked post) awhile back. That's some tough shit to go through and to process. Suicide is a different sort of death to grieve. So many questions and what ifs. Just feel what you need to feel.

I had a dream last night that I met you. I guess for some reason I was on the west coast. You were at some kind of fair or something. I introduced my self as Black Egg! Silly, huh?

Manuel said...

bate it up him as we say here on a regular basis....

INNER VOICES said...

B.EGG: thanks, its always a tough week. managed to forget all about it last night. went to the friendly neighbors house and drank some beer.

Manuel: bate it up him? sounds good to me.
smart people never sound as stupid as when you talk to a surfer and he/she tells you that "i dont worry about sharks in the water." what are you fucking nuts? i understand that the chances are pretty slim, but i still think you should at least think about it when you are dangling your feet off the sides of the board spashing about, five hundred feet away from a seal nookery..

Sushi the Mermaid said...

Man...I hope you are feeling better. I feel bad for anyone who gets munched on by a shark...I was terrified that I would get bit when we were doing ocean survival.
Oh yeah...I completely stole something from your blog and put it on mine...it's just because you're too cool.

INNER VOICES said...

SUSHI: HOW DARE YOU TAKE SOMETHING FROM THE HOLIEST OF SACRED GROUNDS!!! aaaaahahahahahahhahaha.. yeah right, help yerself! i've liberated a few things from your site in the past. glad there is something worthy of grabbing... and thanks for the thoughts... its been a lot easier this year and hope i just dont forget all about it someday...

and the surfer guy? i'm not feeling too bad for him. like i said he wont want for too much after his recovery... have a great weekend!