Originally posted by evening_train at Endangered Species - Bob Hicok
Very busy sensing there's nothing down the train tracks except remembering there are only five remaining speakers of Mohave. There might be a loose and rusted spike, a smashed bottle of Bud is likely if I walk long enough into picturing a basketball team of old men and women in a gym in ( Read more... )

And then I forgot I was recovering, and I binged an extreme amount of food! My digestive system is all, "Wait, are we digesting this? Is that what we do now?" and so I am bloated and gassy, bleeeurgh.

And I took laxatives, and I am going to take more, and this is bad but I guess I will try again tomorrow. I am good at trying again tomorrow.

I am trying to give up my eating disorder ( Read more... )

BAD NEWS: My street is flooded!

GOOD NEWS: I am not there right now.

BUT BAD NEWS: I needed to be there tomorrow.

-The city was not perfectly preserved in time, as many roofs collapsed, and buildings suffered immeasurable damage, and what was able to be looted after the eruption was looted ( Read more... )

Things I Am Losing:
-my faith in myself to remember my keys (just kidding, I never had this)
-hair elastics
-my gag reflex
-the last remaining knowledge of calculus
-my memory
-mittens

"Lately, I feel like that all over again. Even crowded
around the table at lunch with everyone. Like my friends
are drinking soda while I’m sipping gasoline. My teeth hurt
from remembering. My throat hurts from not telling. "

- 'Quietly' by Eireann Corrigan"I’m at that age when everyone is talking about the kinds of love ( Read more... )

I had a massage today, and it was brilliant. Only now I want another one, and I am worried that I will become hooked on massage therapy, requiring one daily in order to function. This is serious worry, massage addiction would be an expensive habit.

Dear Diary ( Read more... )

Christmas was actually going just fine until my uncle grabbed my ass and now I just feel kind of gross.