Face TimeMy mobile photos are becoming increasingly morbid. I’m that asshole who stuck my cell phone in a dying cat’s face in the car yesterday. I accidentally sold her carrier at the garage sale last year, so I carried her outside to be euthanized on a towel inside a banker’s box. She squinted at the sun, [...]
I’m gonna write this all frenetic-like. ‘Cause I’m trying to hold onto a feeling. Before I got really stoned and scribbled a bunch of shit in a notebook about the vivid movie scenes that have been living and growing in my head for years, I had a “business” lunch with a group of guys who [...]
I have been to several overnight camps, but all have either been of the Fat or Girl Scout variety. I was the strung out, homesick camper who began displaying symptoms of Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, concerned for the safety of my worldly possessions in the face of strange girls and rumors of lice outbreaks. Fat camp [...]
First high of the morning: always the best. In the past five days, I have been playing around with the idea of where “accepting that suicide is possible” would take me. The answer is that it’s a cyclical rollercoaster of Fantasy -> Reality -> Depression – > Plan B. It started with an intensive three [...]
Dear Blog containing the crude essence of my soul, I miss you. I haven’t time anymore, but my overflowing desire to tell someone the intricate details of my chair-straddling sex has brought me back. For frankly, Crude Blog, no one cares. Except me. I care deeply, and I think of it often. It’s really the [...]
I am doing this somewhat manic depressive gasping for air thing that is manifesting itself as a chaotic mass reach-out to toxic people I had previously cast aside. I really don’t know how to articulate all this. I’ve had several a-ha moments this week. Yes, one did involve an episode of Tyra. Something about sex [...]
I’m having a really difficult time not condemning the Boy for the recent disappearance of my iPod and digital camera. While I have no proof, I wouldn’t put it past him — and yet, paradoxically, I would never suspect him. It’s a little curious, though, that my two most valuable electronics, which I normally have [...]
Previously, I hadn’t considered myself high-functioning. That had been a downfall of mine. But lately man, shit has changed. And yet I came to this realization while stoned and watching a vodcast for my Biology class about the evolutionary purpose of sex. I don’t understand this side of myself. Acing quizzes, losing weight, writing a [...]
Every few years I reevaluate my appreciation for Journey’s “Don’t Stop Believin’.” I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t in some way precipitated by television each time (The Hills, Glee), but whatever, there’s no judgment here. The melancholy optimism of Journey’s epic, burn-less hit echoes my current positioning. I got a “job.” I use [...]
