a non-student

i've been on top of an apartment building for the last eight days. today is the last day I'll be up here. today my family and friends and four hundred other people will come together to celebrate my sister and her engagement to a guy she loves.

i hope it goes well.

i also hope that yesterday was the last day i have to be on top of this apartment building. i hope that because I can't possibly know what day will be my last day up here because i have written this sunday night. while i was tired.

i am still tired.

in twenty (or nineteen) days i start school for the twenty-first time. this time might be the last time i start school as a student.

I hope it isn't.

I also hope that the following september it isn't all that hard to start school as a non-student because right now in ontario it seems to be difficult for people to start school in the position of non-students. although some people have told me that the age group i hope to be a non-student of is easier for a person of my talents.

it would be easier if i had more talents.

i also hope that this september is the last september i have to quit the job that has kept me up on this roof for the past eight (or seven) days.

see you at tonight's party, mom.

--b

@pmharper, 10-08-20 4:25 PM

Mom,

There's a link below to a news story. I haven't read it, but you might like to. That is to say, I haven't read it yet. But I will. After the buck and doe. The one I'm at. Right now. 

Your son,

--b

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I'm tired

I'm pretty exhausted. we've started at six each morning and .. I am tired.

I'm drinking some orange juice out of a glass that i got because i got to keep the glass that the triple margarita I ordered at a chain restaurant came in it.

then one of the other guys gave me his because he couldn't finish his.

then i stuttered over the lyrics of a song we've heard thirty times everyday since we got here.

then i watched so much tv online that the internet told me to take a 57 min break.

which brings me here. posting #366.

the other day one of my co-w0rkers told me I should write children's books which i don't understand because at the time I certainly wasn't using language that children should listen to. in fact I distinctly remember telling him that very point after he told me to write for children.

he didn't agree with me. he told me that i would know better than to use the language of the job site in places that aren't job sites which is likely true because my I said hell at home the other day and it caught dad off guard.

that's not like you to say hell he said to me right after I said it.

he was right as well.

both of them right about my usage of language in places that should and shouldn't have certain uses of language.

perhaps there is something to this children's writing thing.

but it all sounds so cliche. a wandering dude in the autumn years of his twenties decides that he's going to write children's books simply because he knows the usages of language or thinks of the life of a writer as one filled with romance and wonder.

The truth is I am tired and I am glad I got to tell you that.

G'night mother,

--b