Monday, July 24, 2006

The water pump

the water pump is still running. maybe in a way its just like listening to your own heartbeat or the buzzing noise that unwanted thoughts make in your head or perhaps the builders are doing this on purpose because I know they stand on the scaffolding and look in at me with their mouths full of snickers bars and their 'cheeky chappy' slappable gormless faces while they waste time and money running water pumps that don't appear to be doing anythiing much, other than making a steady, toneless, LOUD grrrrrring noise - isn't aural torture something the US military use they did that in Guantanamo i heard, played 'barney the purple dinosaur' relentlessly at top volume for over 20 hours and wow peopleare horrible and grrrrrrrrrrrrrr what is the point anyway in pumping some nameless liquid from one place to the grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr next what is the point in anything when you think of it and isn't there some kind of suburban grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr petty bye law about this I know the milk floats have had ASBOs issued because of their piercing, grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr repetitive jingles, IN FACT what about the dearly beloved criminal justice bill and repetitive grrrrrrrrrrrr beats being illegalised can't I call the police or invest in soundproofing well if only I could concentrate for ten grrrrrrrrrrrrrr minutes maybe I could come up with a dazzling first chapter and earn enough money to buy a house deep deep in the scottish highlands with no noise other than the occasional midge and perhaps a sheep, baa-ing cutely.

Oh good god. Please stop. Builders of the world - please.


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