Wednesday, 17 October 2012

More About People Who Annoy Me


At the cafe by the pharmacy I thought I would sit and try and find a rhyme for forgive. .Really I do that.  It is better for the world when I wear headphones and sit surrounded by silence.

They sat sunglasses staring into sunglasses and she’s proactive and talking about her life and her career and yes honestly loves the hustle of Tokyo and yes hates the laid back feel of LA and yes she finds SF to be just the right fit for her. She is loud and shameless as if she had never been out in public before and wants us all to know she is looking for a start up and has a business college degree - and her energy - unquenchable desperate energy - I spontaneously imagined her weeping uncontrollably; vomiting fountains of sadness in her lonely studio - and with the same loud KEEN of her words - and he sits and agrees and agrees -because I'm sure he wants to have carnal relations  - which was the whole reason for the ‘coffee’ - but - I'm certain not even that would shut her up.

Finally it seemed that when in Tokyo she had to stay out by Narita and her best friend was Netflix which is sad. But as that long uninteresting story began to unfold ladies and gents I was done. The endless endless monolog about her fascination with adding up zeros finally drove me to hate her - and though I use that word for everything I actually love - I HATED her. She is like the friend who only asks for ways you can help and never asks "how are you?"

PS the people in the picture are royalty from the house of royals and so so important to us - but I have to ask - what does it mean when people stare into each others eyes and they are wearing sunglasses. I'm not sure why but it seems very much within the 'necrophiliac embrace'.

2 comments:

Halloway said...

I wonder if they wear them in bed?

unrequietude said...

How about 'spiv' if you're still stuck for that rhyme. I think it's a cockney with a moustache, if shoehorning one into the song isn't too much of a stretch.

I haven't been to a gig in twelve years but will be at your London show in February, so can you push the boat out - new strings, mints, everything. Push and pull brown selotape off your suit till it's a lint vacuum (very recent egg is fine). I'm looking forward to the sting of seeing how exponentially fewer yet enduringly unnapproachable females will be there compared to 1993.

Enjoying or at least being pulled from a general plateau of anhedonia by Don't Be a Stranger in particular You're Waiting, in fact oddly unlike other records the tail end seems better. I did pay for it by the way.

Lee