I wish that I could be one of those people who always has something to say and never sits in silence. I mean, I do always have something to say, I'm just probably meaner in my head than most people know. So it's probably good that I have a filter and don't just blurt out whatever I am thinking.  That is dangerous.  But still, there are people who ( Read more... )

Oh man. The white WOP  party was ridiculously fun. Everyone brought clear juices and liquors and wines to pour into this giant punch bowl.  Colin and I stole a bunch of fruit from whole foods that we brought to throw in.  We also stole two bottles of wine to contribute.  Colin and i dressed up like stereotypical italians and everybody there ( Read more... )

crush crush crush.

why is it called a crush, do you suppose? perhaps it tends to end in the crusher being crushed by the crushee.

maybe not this time?

I was in the temple.  The day was sweaty and masked by a hot fog that rose up from the ground.  All of the candles were lit. They flickered in the early morning's breadth.  Men with thick beards and women with heavy scarves rushed around me to take their seats before prayer began.  The collective silence was deafening as the villagers gathered ( Read more... )

tomorrow is my twenty-first birthday. i don't care. 
i hate the glen cafe.

here is a scenario from this morning:
- it is 10:42 am
- I am responsible for 14 individual seats at the counter, three booths holding four people each, and sundry other tasks like filling cups with brown sugar and raisins, also giving other tables coffee refills, and bringing ( Read more... )

- My brothers just left to go back to Minneapolis.  I already miss them.  I forget how nice it is to have a family until they come and leave again.  We have all been getting along so well lately.  We used to just bicker and I would get the snot beaten out of me.  When we were younger David would just tease me and tease me until I cried.  People ( Read more... )

In my dreams ( Read more... )

everything smells like garlic.
my brain is broken.

E came over last night.  I started off angry because he didn't do what he said he would do for two nights in a row and I hate it when people don't follow through.   But, he was very sweet and charming.  We swapped jokes, I had a few good ones.  I like how strong and tall he is.  He makes me feel safe.  When we went into my room he ripped the sheets ( Read more... )

5:
[The sullen night-wind sang itself to death with  the smell of the orange in flower]

tongues harvest petals, larvae
back of the throat, petticoat pink
the girl in the dirty dress is dead

I wish I were a fish lit by phosphorescense
I wish I were in Stromboli
I wish I were blue-gilled and beautiful

a man folds the girl up in old newspapers
her wet hair a ( Read more... )