We're Gonna Die Like This You Know...

"Not dead, eh? Bit surprised I admit. Spot of luck on your part don't you think?"- T.O. Hob

I think this was a good weekend. I spent most of it bored and alone, battling an array of my most vicious demons, but it was still a good weekend...really, stay with me on this one.

No one was around Friday night, so I stayed home and just thought for awhile. I watched Shaun of the Dead...twice, and then fell asleep for the first time on my new couch. Apparently God still has dominion over my bedroom and wasn't comfortable with the idea of sharing.

I worked all day Saturday, and well into the night. By the time I got over to North Haledon to visit the kids it was almost their bedtime. So of course I took the opportunity to get them completely riled up. Think indoor arena soccer in the living room and a hermit crab deathmatch in the lanyard ring of doom. My mother must be so proud.

I got home in time to duke it out with the demons, spending the better part of the night so deep in thought that I almost missed it when The Afflictions caught me. They wrecked me per usual, but somewhere in there, just for a second I went so deep that I actually touched some of those old feelings...and it felt so good to feel that it simply chased The Darkness away. But I was distracted...and it disappeared, leaving me wondering how those feelings could flee so quickly.

I watched the Yankees trounce the Red Sox then fell into a rather dreamless sleep.

I woke up early this morning and we went ATV riding. Tim fucked up my brand new truck, had an allergic reaction to a bee sting, and got pulled over by the cops on the way back. He ain't heavy Father, he's my dipshit brother.

But the day was fine, we had fun...and we didn't die. Which, sometimes, is a plus.

"We're gonna die like this you know, miserable and old." - Taking Back Sunday

"Well yeah I thought she looked like you. But that was before she took her clothes off." - King