My name is Sam, and I steal writing implements – primarily pens and highlighters. I don’t usually steal pencils. If your favourite pen is missing, I borrowed it, but you’ll never get it back. If your money goes missing, it wasn’t me. I don’t do that anymore. But if you can’t find your favourite cardigan or your bottle of alcohol is lower than you remember – you can blame me!
I also steal hearts – depending on who you are, I may rip it out of your chest.
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Empty Walls – Serj Tankian
… When we decline
From the confines of our mind
Don’t waste your time
On coffins today
Don’t you see their bodies burning
Desolate and full of yearning
Dying of anticipation
Choking from intoxication …
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Today I learned two things …
1> Some rock songs frighten me! I pause and wonder, Might I be summoning a demon from the bowels of wherever they reside – not all demons are in hell. Some are in hearts.
2> I love threatening my coworkers with violence. When I get in trouble, I bunny flop, and even the cops are like, “Awwwww! Look at the Sam! So cute!” Then all is forgiven.
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John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt
His name is my name too
Whenever we go out
The people always shout
There goes
John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt …
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On Saturday, I rushed to post my poem, then I went back and changed two words – I should give myself a few extra hours to ruminate but most times when I publish, I’m happy with the end product, except when I am not. I don’t know why I feel the need to rush. But that was Saturday – will I do it again? The probability is high.
BTW001: I like walking backwards – you should try it in a super busy place to confuse and annoy people. Annoying people is fun, but I hate being annoyed. It depends on what kind of annoying you are and my mood at the moment of the annoyance. Worse cases you lose your life or a limb.
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Doobie Brothers – Long Train Runnin’
Down around the corner
Half a mile from here
You see them long trains runnin’
And you watch them disappear
Without love
Where would you be now?
Without love
You know I saw Miss Lucy
Down along the tracks
She lost her home and her family
And she won’t be coming back
Without love
Where would you be right now?
Without love
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My IG posts are scheduled for this week and my bag is packed for the office tomorrow – I am physically and mentally ready to take on the world. Last week this time I felt like shit and by Tuesday morning when I went to the office, I just couldn’t deal anymore – left after an hour and took the rest of the day off – it was awful. But that was last Tuesday. And I haven’t missed any of my Prozac dosages.
Sleep like a contented bunny flopping your way to happiness!
Mon Jul 31
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