noble

my perspiring plastic cup began completely full
now it is empty besides ice and probably a small amount of saliva
"any sugar or cream in that for yah honey?"
"no. black."
"yah sure?"
"YES."
what an annoyance
maybe ill try going up for a refill
i hear that theyre only fifty cents
kinda cheap
not cheap enough for the workers who pick the coffee beans to get one
but yanno
sliding my chair back i say that ill be right back
what. an. interesting. dialogue.
"do you have a membership card?"
"i haven't gotten one in the last half an hour. so, still no."
"cream?"
"god. no."
walking back to my chair i notice a solider sitting and sipping something
i know he's a solider because the only gear it seems he's missing is a rifle
are all his other clothes dirty or something?
whatever.
my perspiring plastic cup is leaving my hands and the table wet
i shouldnt have read my friends blog
reading ruins my writing
goddamnit
my coffee tastes like a cup of cigarette ash and water
i kind of like it
my knees are starting to feel good
whenever i smoke, drink, or pretty much do anything involving chemical alteration my knees start to feel terrific. like the way your arm feels after its fallen asleep. or if youre stoned. can everyone identify the feeling now? good.
ill probably have arthritis when im older.
least of my problems right now.