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morrobay1990) wrote2012-10-26 07:37 pm
morrobay1990) wrote2012-10-26 07:37 pm
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A Day in the Life / October 26
Title: A Day in the Life / October 26
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morrobay1990
Warning:
Genre: canon/1990
Word count: 290
Disclaimer: They are AP's
♥ Jack
He’d had a good week all in all, but he wasn’t looking forward to the weekend.....there was a nagging feeling in the back of his mind......
Friday night on the way home he stopped and picked up a pizza, not something he usually ate but he sure didn’t feel like cooking, or even heating something up. The next to last stop was for beer, (he was trying to cut down on the hard stuff) then the post office...but only for the bills he knew he’d find there...he forcibly stopped his mind from going where it wanted to go...it was just to pick up the bills.
..........brought in the bag with the beer, balancing the pizza, mail on top of the box....almost dropped the whole damn thing...time he got to eat there was more cheese on the top of the box than on what he was eating...he opened a beer and guzzled half the bottle as he sifted through the junk mail and the bills...he wasn’t looking for anything else, not looking for a postcard..........and good thing ‘cause there wasn’t anything there.......
He set the bottle on the table and leaned back against the fake-paneled wall.....when was this gonna stop? But maybe he didn't want it to.......
He swallowed what was left in the bottle, then took out the JD from the cabinet next to the stove and poured a glass....and knew what he’d be doing for the rest of the night, maybe tomorrow, too, and it was all right with him....sometimes it happened like this......he kept the old postcards pretty close by.....each one bringing with it a separate, distinct memory......and if he couldn’t remember exactly what went with that card....that trip.....he’d use a different memory........one just as good.....
He’d had a good week, so he couldn’t complain........some days were better than others..........the memories were always good....
Author:
morrobay1990Warning:
Genre: canon/1990
Word count: 290
Disclaimer: They are AP's
♥ Jack
He’d had a good week all in all, but he wasn’t looking forward to the weekend.....there was a nagging feeling in the back of his mind......
Friday night on the way home he stopped and picked up a pizza, not something he usually ate but he sure didn’t feel like cooking, or even heating something up. The next to last stop was for beer, (he was trying to cut down on the hard stuff) then the post office...but only for the bills he knew he’d find there...he forcibly stopped his mind from going where it wanted to go...it was just to pick up the bills.
..........brought in the bag with the beer, balancing the pizza, mail on top of the box....almost dropped the whole damn thing...time he got to eat there was more cheese on the top of the box than on what he was eating...he opened a beer and guzzled half the bottle as he sifted through the junk mail and the bills...he wasn’t looking for anything else, not looking for a postcard..........and good thing ‘cause there wasn’t anything there.......
He set the bottle on the table and leaned back against the fake-paneled wall.....when was this gonna stop? But maybe he didn't want it to.......
He swallowed what was left in the bottle, then took out the JD from the cabinet next to the stove and poured a glass....and knew what he’d be doing for the rest of the night, maybe tomorrow, too, and it was all right with him....sometimes it happened like this......he kept the old postcards pretty close by.....each one bringing with it a separate, distinct memory......and if he couldn’t remember exactly what went with that card....that trip.....he’d use a different memory........one just as good.....
He’d had a good week, so he couldn’t complain........some days were better than others..........the memories were always good....
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if it ain't that, it's heart disease,
if it ain't that a horse kicks him
if it ain't that a tire blows up.......
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Living in memories
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Another good one!.