The Wake

I just knocked a whole stack of paperwork onto the floor. I can't believe I was up until 3 AM again last night. Creative overload I guess. My phone rang at 2 AM and then again about 20 min. later. No idea who it was.

My friend went to a wake today. A 23 year old friend evidently sat down to watch a VCR and drank himself to death. Passed out and never woke up. And people wonder why I don't drink.

I met a genius on line yesterday. All the brains of a genius and the social skills of a baboon. He had the whole chatroom yelling at him in less than 20 minutes. Spock and Data are his icons, and he went on and on about hypnotic pokemon episodes until I finally went and made another chatroom and left him there to correct people's typos.

Today alone I have made frequent trips to Hubpages, Digg, Twitter, Blogger, and Gmail. Does it ever end? Around and around I go. All this social networking and not a single person in real life that I can have over to tea. I hate this neighborhood and there is really no one I want to befriend in that way. When you have neighbors that pee on the communal dumpster and unscrew the driveway lights so they can do criminal activities, it just doesn't move you to invite them into your yard, you know?

But I'm determined to create beauty no matter how sucky the environment.