2003-07-31 - 10:31 a.m.

dear diary,

the man is letting the department order lunch, on his johnny paycheck. so i got a turkey sandwich. with cheese. swiss, if you're inclined. i felt like splurging.

but when they passed around the menu, i laughed to myself when i saw "italian loin." and then i laughed again, but this time out-loud, at "cod nuggets."

no one else thought it was funny.

but i guess no one else knew that cod has more than one definition.

i have been spending a considerable amount of time thinking about my own death, and maybe the deaths of a few more people.

god i love non-sequitors.

and ass.

waxing - waning