June 2010
3 posts
March 2010
2 posts
At the very least I love somebody.
No, not you, ohmygod.
February 2010
10 posts
My head hurts. But it’s the mind not the brain. My mind hurts. Something is wrong, but I don’t know just what it is.
I need to start moving.
In which I explain what the fuck is going through...
You probably have wondered before, unless I am vain to think I am wondered about. Those times I don’t meet your eyes, when I stutter and lose my train of thought, when my story jolts about like a small kid at the back of the bus - a bus going over pothole after pothole.
“She’s drunk,” you think.
“She’s drugged,” you think.
“What the fuck is going...
January 2010
5 posts
“Ive been clean and sober 90 days!!”
– Text message from a man in my AA group. He hasn’t been introduced to you yet.
Congratulation for him, inspiration for me.
I feel as if everything inside of me is dying. My brain is unraveling. There is nothing there.
Tuesday, December 29th, 2009: The First Meeting,...
Meeting One; Part Two
So, where were we? It has been awhile, hasn’t it? We had Birdie, The Minister, Oz, and Yellow. The thing is, I’ve gotten rather behind on my entries already, and thoughts are scrambling in my mind like so many schoolchildren trying to get out for recess. Thus, I will only give note to those that are particularly well behaved, to those particularly worth giving a nod of...
December 2009
2 posts
Tuesday, December 29th, 2009: The First Meeting;...
“A man was attending the funeral of an old acquaintance he had not seen for some time and spoke to the deceased’s widow, who sadly informed him that death had resulted from a drinking problem. The man said “I’m sorry to hear that. Did he ever try AA?” The widow recoiled in horror and exclaimed “Oh no! He never got that bad!”
- Father Joseph Martin
*...
October 2009
5 posts
in which I talk about my eyes
I think it’s going to be glasses for awhile. The corneas, they aren’t looking so happy.
September 2009
6 posts
Boyfriend overload.
August 2009
35 posts
“I prefer drawing to talking. Drawing is faster, and leaves less room for lies.”
– Le Corbusier (via dextermiranda)
“After not seeing each other for 18 years, Dugard greeted her mother by saying,...”
– http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/32583149/ns/us_news-crime_and_courts/
Cleaning my room today, which is always a good thing.
“So was she keen? She couldn’t wait.
Cinnamon queen? Let me update.”
– According to urbandictionary.com, Craig David is ACTUALLY saying “cinnamon queef,” which, clearly, is a queef that smells of cinnamon. Let’s just say I have my doubts that this is true.
I wish honesty didn’t necessitate intimacy; I wish honesty led to intimacy.
They’ll say it does, but it doesn’t.
Unless the secret is trivial.
Balls.
in which I geek out about neurology
Did you guys know that neurologists are currently looking into the EB virus (Epstein-Barr virus - a member of the herpesvirus fam) as the cause of Multiple Sclerosis? It’s true.
The EB virus, besides hanging out with herpes, is also the indirect cause of what we call mono. Indirect because, unlike a cold virus that causes the symptoms associated with a cold, mono is defined as a specific...
passionjunkies:
Dudley Perkins - Fonky Soul
My...
my accomplishment
I have officially perfected shaving without razor burn.
“Dear Lawrence Students,
I write to inform you of some changes in smoking...”
– Boo sha.
My intelligence, energized by passion, will make smoking on campus possible.
