Tuesday, December 2, 2008

laundry day

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Dear Diary,

Today I dropped off five pounds of laundry with the Chinese lady after getting down to my last pair of tacky underwear. She said to come back tomorrow. I told her to please be delicate. I don't think she cared. I also put some letters letters in the box around the corner. A random man told me I was beautiful. The weather was so nice I decided to take a walk across the Williamsburg Bridge to Brooklyn. Passing bikers, runners and a handful of Hasidic Jews, I stopped in the center of the bridge to gaze the honeycomb projects and imagined the activities of the people inside: washing, cleaning, making love, turning blender and alarm clock parts into sexbots with vibrating fingers... When I got home I kissed Matilda on the mouth and made her sneeze. All in all, it was a good day.

Love,
Joyce

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4 comments:

DOGZPLOT said...

i was the random man who told you you were beautiful.

Sabra Embury said...

You're a short Spanish septuagenarian? That's coool.

DOGZPLOT said...

i dont know what that big s word means. but its all true. yes. that was me.

Sabra Embury said...

I some countries you know this means we're married, right?

Now come here--I have to stick wood chips in your pee hole to consummate our unholy union.

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