kerouac says

oh. tired. the monkey forgot to shut the blinds, and seven ay em was like infinity. then my late mother and a late breakfast and i'm out of a job again, and . . . why talking about cars? why? i hear the honda accord is just too much car, Too Much Car and yet the civic lacks a certain luxuriosity. crapgroan.

it's over tonight, my nice employment. i'm trying hard to think it'll happen again. it will.

tomorrow, you mofos, we're going camping. see you in a week. i will tell stories of sabotage.