January 2012
16 posts
“Hot, humid, and happening—just like your daughter.”
– Steven Tyler, 64, to the father of a girl, 15, who was trying out for American Idol. The father had asked Tyler how it was going and, clearly, received far too much information. (source)
M'wah!
I ordered an HD monitor for my Playstation today. After one year of inactivity, I shall game and watch movies from the comfort of home once more!
I’ve been on this health kick lately, which includes buying and preparing my own meals lately. Black bean salad today, because why not? I bought a gorgeous bunch of cilantro earlier this week and it’s already compromised, so that’s...
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“It was easier to lock the doors and kill the phones than to show my skin,...”
– Wake - The Antlers
Three years and it still gets me every time. I remember the exactness of my surroundings. The dim light of a glass lamp, the forest green carpet, the haunting image of frozen trees painted outside the bedroom window. The stillness, and the shaking.
Don’t ever let anyone...
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December 2011
9 posts
Mama's Moleskines!
Ma’ gifted me a bundle of ledger style moleskines for Christmas and I can’t stop myself from writing every little thing in them that I can imagine - mostly mundane crap. Great use!
I’m not so much excited to fill them as I am to look back at them a few months from now to be reminded of where I was, as well as to see the divergence between where I’d planned to be and where...
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I wanted so badly to cry today.
I’d ventured as far as to create horrible fantasies involving my own death, and the events that would follow. I pictured the faces of my friends and family, wondered what their grieving words might be. Some of it was pure conjecture, likely inaccurate, and reminiscent only of a sad guy’s wishing heart. Some of it I thought could be true.
I had another...
November 2011
11 posts
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Yup, drinking.
I try not to drink too much, especially as a means of self-medicating in the harder moments of life. Too many people have left pock-marks on my life with their addiction and I refuse to allow myself into the ranks. I can’t. I won’t - I will not become one of the others. I owe that much to myself, and to those who’ve shared the same hardships.
Sometimes, the drink is right. I...
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Letting loose the cork from a recently aquired...
Not even mad about it.
October 2011
5 posts
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White girl problems
seedly:
I want pizza….I’m willing to allow this for one night, but there are always leftovers. Why is pizza a two day commitment?
Pizza should be an everyday commitment.
Don’t forget to wake up that guy from Green Day tomorrow.
September 2011
8 posts
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Passive Agressive Drunkeness
I want to fuck you. We know each other well without even knowing each other. Bad news bears if we fucked. Sorry (for me).
I want to fuck you, even harder. We don’t know each other well at all, actually. I think things would benefit from that. Still, it’s not happening.
I want to fuck you, and that’s plausible, maybe even possible. We’ll (I’ll) see.
I want to fuck...
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August 2011
17 posts
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