6/29/2013. dear elsie.

      Remember when you were an awful person, Els, and all I could do was try to, well, play along?  But then I realized, I had my bad days too.  I was going to be there for you.  Just a little bit late, as always.  Me, I mean.
      So, the uh, new glasses; I got new glasses.  They're funny.  Sometimes they stay and sometimes they don't and I have to cremate them to make them fit.  That probably wasn't right, but I like that word.  Enough news and reminisce.
      You know what people don't like to talk about that's always there?  Anger.  Festering anger.  Festering.  I like that one too.  I gave my name to the lady at Starbucks today and she looked at me as if to say, "Well, well.  Another one of... those."  Not sure what she meant, but I was, well, angry.  But just a bit.  Not festering.  I wasn't actually angry, ha.  One of those days when you're not sure if some hotshot celebrities aren't Christians, haha.  What defines work?  I worked a whole day.  I played RPG's the whole day.  However, that is my occupation.  Therefore, I worked a whole day.  Logic doesn't apply.

      Oh, honey bunches of oats.  I didn't fold the laundry yet... it's sitting behind me [glumly.]  My mum just walked by and said, [roughly translated, I'd just tell you in Chinese but, you know, I don't want to write pinyin] "Wow, you still haven't folded the laundry?  Duck sauce."  Duck sauce being a substitute for, you know, that.  Mhmm.

      Guess.  What.  I didn't complain about women today.  Your lucky day.  I'm one hot tomato.  But you know, I'm actually planning to in just a little bit.  Have fun in heaven, Elsie.

Signed:

Eisle

For:

elsie, 1913 to 1964.