Almost got into a fistfight before breakfast...

posted by jeremy on September 28, 2005

After some guy in line told me to hurry up and "get whach'all you's gonna get." I had been standing there about a sum total of one second, so I came back at him with the ever witty "Shut the fuck up & get the fuck out of my face." He then proceeded to step outside of that little convenience store on Mississippi where he cheerfully offered to kick my white ass, unless I had a knife or gun or something. So I told him, "Of course I've got a knife." (I ususally do, not that I would ever use it in such a dumb dumb dumb-ass situation as such) He looks at me & says, "Thats OK then." & walks back inside. Other than that, it's a beautiful blue-sky kind of day.

I had wonderful evening of Thai food & banter with Nate, Soon Bok, Lilli, Paul & others last night, followed by whiskey at the Crowbar & finally, curling up with a weird gory rape-intoned French horror flick called Haute Tension. God, those crazy French are almost as big on cinematic rape as the Japanese. I mean, have you seen Irreversible or Baise Moi? Art fag rape-fest with subtitles and goat cheese. I tell you...

What else? The FEMA debacle continues... New Orleans is still bye-bye. All my New Orleans friends just want New Orleans to not be bye-bye. Everyone I talk to is just completely baffled as to what they should do now, how to do it & where. I am currently riding that same boat. I wake up nearly everyday, like, where the fuck am I? Do I want to be where-ever the fuck it is that I am? Where the fuck is everybody? I wanna go to the fuckin' Abbey, right fuckin now. I wanna see midgets with flamethrowers, junkies juggling chainsaws, puking tourist, girls clad only in body paint, etc. I want the extreme undeniable everyday weirdness of that 3rd world fuck-up of a city & I want it goddam now! But then it slowly sinks in. Yes, Portland, this is home, was home, will feel more like home or something... At least I'm not stuck in a refugee trailer in Shit-Fuck, Texas. Things could certainly definitely always always be worse.

One last thing, are you a My Space junkie too? I feel like the person whos just realized that the pod people have taken over everybody around me, the whole town, the goddam world. I admit it, I'm scared. I mean, I thought Friendster was bad. Friendster was like a head-cold compared to the SARS that is My Space.

Seriously... Eeek.