Pants
by heyjupiter/Renata of Doom (renata@frowl.org)
Summary: Odd little thing.
R, for cursing
Archive: Sure, just let me know. renata@frowl.org
God, I hate these pants.
I mean it. I really fucking hate them. Baggy gray sweatpants, what the hell was I thinking? "Forget regret, or life is yours to miss." Hah! I regret ever buying these pants. Oh... what the? There are more of those little white packets in my pockets! Where do these things keep coming from? Sometime I think I must have multiple personalities, like Jekyll and Hyde or something. Oh, God, what am I talking about? Maybe I need to take a walk or something...
~.~
What I need are some new pants. I must have been really fucked up when I bought these. And why am I wearing this plaid shirt? I look like that fucker Roger. I need some smack.
~.~
I still can't believe Alison married that Benny character. I thought we raised her right, not at all the type to marry some... Bohemian. Well, at least she's moved him out of the Village. Hey... why are there sugar packets in my pockets? Oh dear Lord, that's not sugar... maybe Ali left them here. Those shady "Life Cafe" types must have had some sort of influence on my poor little Muffy.
~.~
Sometimes I really have trouble with all this "No day but today" crap. I mean, look at me-- if I live another year, it'll be a miracle. And I'm wearing gray sweatpants.
You be optimistic in gray sweatpants.
~.~
Holy shit, where have all my stashes gone? Oh God, I didn't lose them, did I? What am I gonna do now? It's not like those junkies are just gonna patiently hang around waiting for me... fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. I need some sma... FUCK!
~.~
I wonder if I should change my hairstyle. I wonder why nobody likes me I wonder why all the kids used to make fun of me at school I wonder if they were all really jealous of me or if my mom just told me so I wonder why my dad hates me I wonder if there is a God Iwonderifwheatbreadisreallybetterforyouthanwhitebread Iwonderifaliensexist IwonderifShakespearereallywrotehisownplays IwonderifWashingtoncouldtellalie Iwonderifthesepantsmakemelookfat...
~.~
I woke up in the hospital with a middle-aged nurse holding my hand. Her name, a tag prominently displayed on her chest informed me, was Maria. I used to know a girl named Maria. She hated me. Or maybe she liked me. Maybe I never knew anyone named Maria.
A smiling doctor came in and informed me that, most likely due to a bad childhood or a chemical imbalance or Agent Orange or really any damn thing, I felt the need to pretend to be other people, sometimes going to elaborate lengths to perpetuate my self-deceit.
I think the technical term he used was "actor."
--fin
Note: for those of you unfamiliar with Rent who for some reason read this, the same actor plays the roles of Gordon, a minor role with a solo in the Life Support scene; the man, a drug dealer; and Mr. Grey, the yuppie scum. I was always fascinated by the wide range of characters that each ensemble actor has to play in Rent, and this particular trio of characters amuses me most. Oh, and Gordon and the man both wear the same pair of hideous gray sweatpants... if you didn't pick up on that already.
by heyjupiter/Renata of Doom (renata@frowl.org)
Summary: Odd little thing.
R, for cursing
Archive: Sure, just let me know. renata@frowl.org
God, I hate these pants.
I mean it. I really fucking hate them. Baggy gray sweatpants, what the hell was I thinking? "Forget regret, or life is yours to miss." Hah! I regret ever buying these pants. Oh... what the? There are more of those little white packets in my pockets! Where do these things keep coming from? Sometime I think I must have multiple personalities, like Jekyll and Hyde or something. Oh, God, what am I talking about? Maybe I need to take a walk or something...
~.~
What I need are some new pants. I must have been really fucked up when I bought these. And why am I wearing this plaid shirt? I look like that fucker Roger. I need some smack.
~.~
I still can't believe Alison married that Benny character. I thought we raised her right, not at all the type to marry some... Bohemian. Well, at least she's moved him out of the Village. Hey... why are there sugar packets in my pockets? Oh dear Lord, that's not sugar... maybe Ali left them here. Those shady "Life Cafe" types must have had some sort of influence on my poor little Muffy.
~.~
Sometimes I really have trouble with all this "No day but today" crap. I mean, look at me-- if I live another year, it'll be a miracle. And I'm wearing gray sweatpants.
You be optimistic in gray sweatpants.
~.~
Holy shit, where have all my stashes gone? Oh God, I didn't lose them, did I? What am I gonna do now? It's not like those junkies are just gonna patiently hang around waiting for me... fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. I need some sma... FUCK!
~.~
I wonder if I should change my hairstyle. I wonder why nobody likes me I wonder why all the kids used to make fun of me at school I wonder if they were all really jealous of me or if my mom just told me so I wonder why my dad hates me I wonder if there is a God Iwonderifwheatbreadisreallybetterforyouthanwhitebread Iwonderifaliensexist IwonderifShakespearereallywrotehisownplays IwonderifWashingtoncouldtellalie Iwonderifthesepantsmakemelookfat...
~.~
I woke up in the hospital with a middle-aged nurse holding my hand. Her name, a tag prominently displayed on her chest informed me, was Maria. I used to know a girl named Maria. She hated me. Or maybe she liked me. Maybe I never knew anyone named Maria.
A smiling doctor came in and informed me that, most likely due to a bad childhood or a chemical imbalance or Agent Orange or really any damn thing, I felt the need to pretend to be other people, sometimes going to elaborate lengths to perpetuate my self-deceit.
I think the technical term he used was "actor."
--fin
Note: for those of you unfamiliar with Rent who for some reason read this, the same actor plays the roles of Gordon, a minor role with a solo in the Life Support scene; the man, a drug dealer; and Mr. Grey, the yuppie scum. I was always fascinated by the wide range of characters that each ensemble actor has to play in Rent, and this particular trio of characters amuses me most. Oh, and Gordon and the man both wear the same pair of hideous gray sweatpants... if you didn't pick up on that already.