dear i wish my vacuum worked better diary,
because it sucks. it does such a great job as a hose sucker, but across the floor sucker- not so good. it's a hoover too. i'd swear by a hoover. but hoovers ain't what they used to be folks. i been wantin to write this one for a long time. i hope it satisfies me good- or another one will come- sure as the world is round. that is how it works for me- usually. i get on some tangent about something and blow my hoof about it and if i don't work it through- it's gunna keep on keepin' on until it works out on its own or i am struck or stuck or whatever the fuck- it is what it is- i cant do shit about it. what is it billy squire says- in that bad ass song...
except, everybody doesn't want you. and i don't even want my vacuum anymore. my plan is to get a new one. i am going to say goodbye to this new less conventional model and get one that sucks better across my high traffic areas. one that i can rely on. i will keep this hoover for the basement- for cobwebs and dust piles, but it will be a lonely life in the damp place where i keep my prisoners- who serve their time for disappointing me.
because it sucks. it does such a great job as a hose sucker, but across the floor sucker- not so good. it's a hoover too. i'd swear by a hoover. but hoovers ain't what they used to be folks. i been wantin to write this one for a long time. i hope it satisfies me good- or another one will come- sure as the world is round. that is how it works for me- usually. i get on some tangent about something and blow my hoof about it and if i don't work it through- it's gunna keep on keepin' on until it works out on its own or i am struck or stuck or whatever the fuck- it is what it is- i cant do shit about it. what is it billy squire says- in that bad ass song...
Nights of confusion and impossible dreams
Days at the mirror, patchin' up around the seams
You got your glory, you paid for it all
You take your pension in loneliness and alcohol
Say goodbye to conventional ways
You can't escape the hours, you lose track of the days
The more you understand, seems the more like you do
You never get away - everybody wants you
except, everybody doesn't want you. and i don't even want my vacuum anymore. my plan is to get a new one. i am going to say goodbye to this new less conventional model and get one that sucks better across my high traffic areas. one that i can rely on. i will keep this hoover for the basement- for cobwebs and dust piles, but it will be a lonely life in the damp place where i keep my prisoners- who serve their time for disappointing me.
