nothing is posting

I am not right, but I am more right than you

I could spend my time devising devious plans. Instead I write this. Every situation I see, it turns in my head, it becomes how the situation could most be used against another usually and for oneself always.
So I try to keep my mind occupied, not think about the weather emergencies where people are in need of so much; not a beer at the bar where the sweet woman makes me think of the things and the ways and every newspaper article a spat in my face a dare to conquer, to destroy and build in politics, in world market.
The hangup is a big success. Once it happened, I realized there was nothing better. This was a lifeboat world and it was live or die.

tomorrow morning i participate in a waste of thousands of taxpayer dollars

got a trial starting tomorrow. i have been practicing talking at a normal rate of speed all day. i think i could be a good actor, but i am not good at acting like myself.
i have decided that if lois is mean then i will accuse her of character assassination. if i build it up enough then i could eventually be justified in calling her an assassin. i mostly just like the word.
i have been feeling kind of empty with this small frustrating life of boredom and dealing with rudeness, and dulling it, dulling it until i am dull.
send me an angel