In 12th grade I convinced my classmate, Adam, to join my band. I filled his head with pop fantasies and then discarded him like an empty syringe of nuke. While loading Adam's bass into his car after our final band practice I found myself looking at the stars and contemplating eternity. "Those stars are just part of the skybox." Adam said. "We can ( Read more... )

Every morning I wake up feeling like I ate a beehive, or hardware store. My stomach attempts to do something I assume is useful and necessary to my survival, but the only result is near-unbearable pain with every rumble and contraction. Hours later, but sometimes only a few minutes, I get an unmistakeable and uncalled-for sense of nausea ( Read more... )

Fuck you, Laura Bush."Mrs. Bush, who is on a tour intended partly to help defuse anti-American sentiment in the region, placed a note in the Western Wall, Judaism's holiest shrine. She wrote the note on the flight Sunday from Jordan to Israel, but wanted to keep the contents private, a spokeswoman said ( Read more... )

I feel the need to express in writing exactly how good things are.

In a day or week or month when I'm feeling like total shit, I want there to be documented proof that I was happy. Or at least, kept very amused.

This was another outstanding week or so, I don't count the days anymore.

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Everyone's crazy except us and the ketchup bottle.

Holy fuck. That was the scariest thing I've ever experienced ( Read more... )

And I feel like an idiot for having a high school mind.

( Maybe if I put it behind a cut you won't read. )