This is how I pass the time on the subway.

TWO BOOKS AT ONCE. TWO BOOKS AT ONCE.

OK I can’t read two books at the same time. That’s absurd. I’m just a human like you! I’m no different. I put in my glass eyes and wax my face just like the rest of you.

Booji Boy made an appearance last night! It’s weird whenever he shows up Mark Mothersbaugh is nowhere to be seen…

What’s your job?

Are you kidding me? This guy is every grandmothers’ fantasy. Classical guitar, wall-to-wall white rug, watching the View, cutting coupons and then doing it on the couch.

OK First of all this old bitch needs to calm the fuck down. I know her arms are brittle and pathetic but no needle would cause that kind of reaction. She’s what, 90? Hasn’t life on earth been harder than a little prick? Grow up… or in this case, I dunno, quit acting like a geriatric baby.

All this to say, I got the flu shot this afternoon. Standard Canadian treatment, arrived at the clinic, enjoyed a complimentary back and scalp massage, surfed the net, ate some organic fruit while a Buddha Bar comp played on. Then after about 15 minutes I got the shot, waited another 15 to make sure I didn’t start walking backward / lose my cheerleading career. When I got the OK I walked home whilst whistling and waving to everyone on the street.

Aftermath.

My arm hurts likes hell. I can’t really lift it without grimacing like the old lady. Full circle sucks dick.

Good morning world, it’s a brand new day.