death and taxes (here come the painbirds)

apparently goats eat christmas trees (now we know).

ok so horsemouth has some work for tomorrow (that should make most of his weeks rent) and he has a meeting to go to tonight. he should probably shave off his moustache ahead of schedule (leaving him with just a goatee beard). horsemouth did his taxes. during one of his more fiscally successful years horsemouth let somebody rat out on about 600squids worth of invoices - of course (after tax etc. he would only have seen about 400 of this but still - dirty feckers - he cursed them). what should have alerted horsemouth to the quality of people he was working with was the phrase 'sorry for mucking you about' in one of the emails - it's just a bit casual don't you think? like it's something they say often...

at one time horsemouth had quite a bit apart from his main employment on the go - he didn't entirely trust it and wanted to have something in reserve - but he let it all slide and now he regrets this. conversely various of his friends have expanded their work outside of main employer - diversifying, hedging, treating capitalism with the caution it deserves...

conversely horsemouth is good at finding furniture, clothing etc. - he's up a portable (cloth) cupboard and thick river island sweater. the sweater horsemouth hasn't warmed to yet - it looks like poor compensation from the universe to him, the cupboard he's found a place for and will begin to fill it up with clothing in his dream last night he cursed someone and then almost immediately (when challenged on it) felt bad about it and offered to take the curse back (something you must never do). fortunately the cursee stomped off unforgiven. later, the dream seemed to reward him for being steadfast (he was fooling abut with some blond girl).


having done taxes horsemouth moves back to death - something he has recourse to lyrically rather a lot - should he attempt alan and duncan's song? what about the sparklehorse's song (here come the) painbirds? 
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edmond de goncourt is getting to watch zola win acclaim with goncourt and his brother's realism formula - over the years book after book (in the correct chronological order) of zola's the human comedy comes out and goncourt is there to witness it (and listen to all of zola's whining). for edmond the world is emptying out - turgenev, flaubert, balzac, jules de goncourt are all dead - 'I had a friend. he fell ill. I nursed him. he died. I dissected him.' he takes to be du camp's motto after du camp publishes an account of the last years of flaubert's life.