May 15th, 2006On this day in different years

stupid rat creatures!, Stupid

Reading Rainbow

"He'd got the feeling, stationed east of Suez, places like Bahrein, drinking beer watered with his own falling sweat in the perpetual stink of crude oil across from Muharraq, restricted to quarters after sundown -- 98% venereal rate anyway -- one sunburned, scroungy unit of force preserving the Sheik and the oil money against any threat from east of the English Channel, horny, mad with the itching of lice and heat rash (masturbating under these conditions is exquisite torture), bitter-drunk all the time -- even so there had leaked through to Pirate a dim suspicion that life was passing him by."

Pynchon, you melodramatic fucker. Don't do that; it makes me sad, around now.
So, I've just got to the part where the government fellow has got his foot stuck in a toilet bowl while picking through rubble looking for that dog. Have I mentioned that I am thus far very fond of this literary madness?

Commencement made me lonely, and dating makes me edgy. I was told that "if you can get through the first few weeks without running away screaming, then you'll be fine". Okay, I'll try.

Hell, I've always got Joel, my dear crazy drunk.
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