Queen's Christmas

Queen's Christmas

It's 10:47A.M.
I woke up practically 2 hours ago,
I went to sleep practically 7 hours ago.
That was sufficient enough for me.

I fell asleep staining my mouth with cheap 40's, expensive Marlboro's, and cheap Camel's. I stained my mind with obscure thoughts. I woke up in Queens this morning. I expected to; this was a planned agenda. Yet, somehow when I woke up in Queens, this morning, I was still lost as to why. I wasn't sure of this quite familiar place. The last time I've shared this place with my eyes was more than a year ago on the 4th of July. It was nice to wake some place new. It was comforting. Comforting, but strange.

It's the day after Christmas, I feel nostalgic. There is no particular reason for it, at least I don't think there is. I feel good, fresh. Fresh, but not clean. I want a cigarette. I've been awake for two hours and haven't had a cigarette yet. It's unlike myself. I think it's because I have none left. haha.

I want Alice to wake up already.
I want Alice to wake up already.
I want Alice to wake up already.

I'm ready for breakfast. I'm ready for a cigarette. I want Alice to give me a cigarette. I don't want to take a two hour train ride back to my neighborhood. I think I might just live here a couple of days. Just, till I learn to teleport. I want to learn to teleport. I don't want to go on the train.

I promised my mother, I'd go shopping with her today; in Jersey. That could be fun. I'm kind of excited by that. I love my mother.

I woke up and started reading War and Peace by Tolstoy, this morning. This man is a fucking genius. If I could write a book half as good as War and Peace, I'd be more than happy with myself. It's fucking brilliant.

Wow. This entry came out exactly the way blog entry should. That's never happened by me before.

Fin.