(Mutated lice are attacking America.)
Yesterday, I prepared beef and French fries for dinner. I made the fries from scratch. The meal was quite good. My eldest son ate every morsel on his plate. I washed the vittles down with two bottles of soju. Soju will knock you on your ass. Plus it's dirt cheap.
The Dragon Lady called. She stiffed me on a 2,000 dollar credit card bill. I'll have to pay it before the end of the month. But that's OK. These things happen. She went to the doctor two days ago. She has thyroid disease--which can actually mimic mental illness. My wife now has to take a shitload of pills to keep from going completely loony. However, I'm afraid that ship has already sailed.
I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some filthy heathen. I asked Jesus to restore some normalcy to my family's life. It's not easy being married to a mental patient. It takes a lot of patience. I hope that her medicine works. That would be a true blessing.
I went to bed at 10 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up 11 a.m. and turned on my laptop. America is currently being assailed by mutated lice. The regular medicine no longer kills the tiny vermin. So now the drug companies are fast at work finding a solution to the problem. Mutant lice. Just one more thing to worry about. The pain never ends.
I read the paper later in the day. North and South Korea are shelling each other across the DMZ. The south is angry about a recent landmine incident. These flare-ups are common. Yet I never seem to worry about an actual war. On the bright side, northern aggression could solve my Dragon Lady problem. One can always dream.
Anyway, it's time for the song du jour. Here's Atom Heart Mother by Pink Floyd. God bless.