nanowrimo 2010

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Diary of a Blind Madman

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nanowrimo 2010
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I hate mornings. Every day I deal with the same shit, little "fuck you's" left on the counter or in the middle of the floor in the form of objects that I can't see or which are in unanticipated places. Making breakfast is a trial every day. I have the same meal every day, two biscuits, a slice of cheese, two pre-formed egg patties and the same of sausage. It's easy, it's the correct number of calories and carbohydrates. While it is not exciting, it is easy. It's a trial every day. I never know if I'll have biscuits. I never know if the bag I keep 'em in will be open or sealed and whether they will be soft or hard as rocks. There may or may not be cheese. If I have to bake biscuits, which is not a big deal at all, I may or may not have a baking sheet. I may or may not have to scrape some unidentifiable burned-on substance from it. The oven may or may not be on. I'm guilty of leaving in on myself, but others help me.

Getting to the kitchen in the morning is a trial. There will almost always be something in the floor in an unexpected place, whether it is a sleeve trailing off a chair or a table in the middle of the kitchen. Once I've avoided death in negotiating the hallways I clean off the counters (there are always dirty dishes) and unload the dishwasher so that I may load it up again.

I'm going to enjoy living alone.

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OK, it's venal and nasty. Sue me. You try waking up to the same crap every day. I've complained and each time I make my feeling known the guilty parties sincerely repent their behavior. They don't stop the behavior …





















I can't see the floor. I do really well around the house and away too, if I am familiar with the location. People just don't seem to realize how much difficulty I have with unfamiliar settings. I can't seem to convince them that leaving things in my path is a potentially lethal practice.




Well, I'm going to enjoy some aspects of living alone. The transportation hassles will be a raging pain. I don't relish existing on cabs, but I see it in my future. I am looking for an apartment that is near to my work and within an inexpensive cab ride of a grocery store. I'm looking for other qualities in an apartment, but that is a topic for a later time.


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