17.3.25


crossed himself up on a text   wrote  erred
                                               id      had meant is
corrected himself  :   :  is    not id

   is  being

id  primal  instinctual
                           the completelyunconscious part of our personalities that drive our basic needs  desires  which operate on Freuds pleasure principle  seek immediate gratification
                                                                                         Unfortunately
IS  is conscious

ID  understands how harrowing immediate gratification can be

1235,  Monday – St Paddy’s Day,  17  3. 25
2354,  Monday – St Paddy’s

he was reading under his breath  Now theres a word I can get my head around

she chuckled
               they were sitting on opposite end of the couchbacks to the armstheir legs intertwined barefooted soles to crotches
                              looked over the top of her bookher glasses  What word’s that?
Slish

   How is it spelled?

S L I S H   He slished the rope with his knife

Cut.

Yah  Cut slit  slashed
                           Slished

I’ll guess it’s obsolete?

It is
       Youre guessing because you never heard it before

   No.  Because odd things attract you.
                                                I did.
You do

The second timeround.

Thank Gawd for tha

she gentlypushed her solekneaded with her toes his crotch

he applied pressure with his big toe

   Yawann . .
. . That’d be nice.

bookmarked their books unwoundretracted their legsturned on their hipsfound their feetbeat it down the hall to the bedroom

how she did it he never figuredshe sat furthest away
                                                           but always beat him to bed
bounded gleefully
                   like tryin to tame a Mexican jumping bean   frijoles saltarines
      

   sometimes  used restraints

1222,  Sunday,  16  3. 25
1128,  Monday – St Paddy’s Day,  17  3. 25

triggered himhe laughed to himself
                                                               Yagonna say
Sure.  he did
                 I’m trying to remember who said it where I heard it.

Ive not heard it before
                          turned to the gal who wandered into their mix   You
I’ve never heard it.

Surely you have.

he and she looked at each other
                                  chorused emphatically  NO.

You’ve never heard that before?

Yawaitin on the echo

she laughed
              Echo.  Yeah.      What’s it supposed to mean?

Being satisfied with enough. Being too greedy or ambitious, one’s downfall.

   he shook his head
                       If I had to say  Id say pigs are fucked hogs are slaughtered Id rather die
she howled


You understand  an homage to Deliverance

OhJesus.

Yah  Don play clever in these parts
                                        It doesnt befit you
she was still laughing snorted

after 3PM,  Sunday,  16  3. 25
1047,  Monday – St Paddy’s Day,  17  3. 25

Saint Paddy’s Day

Guinness   stout  not the draught    couldnt tolerate nitro
                                                               he bought it brought it

she arrived later

You got to have a sip.

I’ve never cared much for beer.

This isnt beer Its Guinness

Oh it’s Guinness.
                   she took the bottlesipped  swallowed Yeah I don’t care for that.
You bring wine?

Champagne.

Wow Saint Paddy woud be so honoured
                                             So when did you discover learn you didnt like beer

I was young. My boyfriend and I got a motel room he brought beer.

You were thirteen

she punched him in the armThirteen. No. Sixteenseventeen.

Its okay you were thirteenno judgment
                                          Didnt like the beer but liked the sex
Loved the sex.

Dig the enthusiasm
                      looked at his buddy who offered her the Guinness  Yagonna get in on this

I’m sure she wasn’t thirteen. She’s sweet.

Oh for Christssake yawanna quit blowin smoke up her ass

Actually. she said  It feels nice.

he spun on his heels ass to buddy bent over  Blow some up mine then woudya

                                                                                     they were off an runnin

after 3PM,  Sunday,  16  3. 25
1203,  Monday – St Paddys Day,  17  3. 25

. . . this . . and then that.
Really
         I thought we agreedit was understood   no  and then that or and that
Goes without saying

Twice in five minutes

OH, but you get to rattle off three aversions inside a minute.

They were tangential
                        Rolled off my tongue

Keggers, frats, a third, what was the third?

Team player

Yeah. What’s with that? Sports you played were within the confines of being part of a team.

Part of being   ON a team

Distinction without a difference.

I disagree

You played with a team.

I played my partvirtually always outplayed members on the team  Hence the separateness I celebrated  Ive told you high school competitions teams fielded were weak  lost considerably more games than won
                                                                                                         But
Because I shutdown my opponentmy  assignment   the teams failure to win wasnt on my back
I succeeded

But . . . as you like to say . . your team lost.

I won
         Thereby my aversion to teams


And your aversions to keggers and frats?

You must admit they go hand in hand
                                         Frats look for pledges  Team members
I can admit that.

Yah
       Ya joined a frat  Note I didnt say  in college  because tha woud be redundant woud be  understood apodeictic axiomatic

The aversionswhy  they rolled off my tonguetried beer from a kegger it was shit so afterwards always brought my own ansince frats plied people with keggers  they were shit  pledges team members  theyre shit

Youre the only exception Ive been able to tolerate
Tolerate?
               Like you’re a bundle of joy?
Im not
        The difference is   you care

I coud care less

after 2PM,  Sunday,  16  3. 25
1008,  Monday – St Paddy’s Day,  17  3. 25