12/29/09 A mini update on my day today….

Late for massage in a state u can imagine goin by the past few days example. Decide, even tho I’m late, to stop and get a cheese and ketchup hot dog and a drink. Get on bus (worst form of public transport in ny) where they inform me my cash dollars are no good there. Somehow I drag myself to the only open seat where I try to scrape together 2.25 in change. Go 2 eat my hotdog, seeing as its the main focus of my past 5 minutes of existence. It has vanished! A slight trace of the cheese and ketchup can be found on my hands, coat, and wallet, but that tasty pig intestine wrapped object of my affection is gone, along w its slightly toasted bun! Panic strikes my hungry soul as I search my surroundings. Meanwhile, papaya juice threatens to spill across my lap, so I wrap up my frantic searchings and gather myself. I look down the aisle + see it flopping there, dejected, dirty, alone. On the floor lies my lone frank, crushed by the world, unused, unloved, an example of my own tortured soul…..