Monkey Diaries Archive

I'm incredibly agitated this morning. I'm guessing it has to do with the season, the weather, the workload, the expectations, the random strangers pissing me off with their ignorance and inanity. It's on days like this that I'm at my most volatile. I push peoples buttons for the sheer joy of watching them fumble to defend their actions. I did it this morning standing in line at Starbucks and just about pushed a marina chick to reexamine her pathetic life of expensive shoes and material pursuits. In my defense, the way I look at it, while you're waiting in line, you should do two things... the first is make a fucking decision on what you want. The second is have your money in your hand. That idea isn't brain surgery and I'm often in awe when someone is surprised by the counter person requesting payment for their coffee. Stupid cow in her leather coat, knee high black boots and black skirt... I did apologize afterwards (she was tearing up for godsakes) and she accepted my apology but it was rather hollow. It left me feeling strangely unsatisfied and more pointedly, profoundly agitated... This song was coursing through my head as I was slamming the marina chick mentally... Ænima by Tool Ænima 1996 Some say the end is near. Some say we'll see armageddon soon. I certainly hope we will. I sure could use a vacation from this Bull shit three ring circus sideshow of Freaks Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA The only way to fix it is to flush it all away. Any fucking time. Any fucking day. Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay. Fret for your figure and Fret for your latte and Fret for your lawsuit and Fret for your hairpiece and Fret for your prozac and Fret for your pilot and Fret for your contract and Fret for your car. It's a Bull shit three ring circus side show of Freaks Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA The only way to fix it is to flush it all away. Any fucking time. Any fucking day. Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay. Some say a comet will fall from the sky. Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves. Followed by faultlines that cannot sit still. Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits. Some say the end is near. Some say we'll see armageddon soon. I certainly hope we will I sure could use a vacation from this Stupid shit, silly shit... stupid shit One great big festering neon distraction, I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied. Learn to swim. Learn to swim. Learn to Swim Mom's gonna fix it all soon. Mom's comin' round to put it back the way it ought to be. Learn to swim. Fuck L Ron Hubbard and Fuck all his clones. Fuck all those gun-toting Hip gangster wannabes. Learn to swim. Fuck retro anything. Fuck your tattoos. Fuck all you junkies and Fuck your short memory. Learn to swim. Fuck smiley glad-hands With hidden agendas. Fuck these dysfunctional, Insecure actresses. Learn to swim. Cuz I'm praying for rain And I'm praying for tidal waves I wanna see the ground give way. I wanna watch it all go down. Mom please flush it all away. I wanna watch it go right in and down. I wanna watch it go right in. Watch you flush it all away. Time to bring it down again. Don't just call me pessimist. Try and read between the lines. I can't imagine why you wouldn't Welcome any change, my friend. I wanna see it all come down. suck it down. flush it down.