January 9th, 2012

2013, cyd, new

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another day dic didn't get anything done. correction, he went out and got tobacco supplies. he stressed again how our money is separate.

i need for him to get his shit off my computer keyboard and surrounding environs so i can work on it. i have stuff to download and upload and check on and i need that machine. all he does is play pool on the damn laptop. so i don't even have that to entertain me. i'm so glad he's in bed. though i have to sneak around and be silent because he listens to what i do.

then there's this damn game, hemp tycoon, which he is playing and has roped me into it. i don't want to disappoint him or make him mad, so i play, but i hate it and i've told him so. he thinks it's theraputic to have something with a deadline to keep me busy. i want to keep busy redoing my website. i also need to redo my cafepress shops. i need the other computer. ugh.
2013, cyd, new

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there is a constant din
but every so often
one comes shooting at me
like an arrow out of reality.
i spin around
nothing there
it always surprises me
and makes me angry
these arrows out of the
dark of reality.