Have you ever noticed that good things always seem to find you at the worst time possible? Like, it's such an amazing thing but it's surrounded by an army of obstacles that the world has given you or, you mentally put there ( Read more... )

It's been raining all day. I haven't had the heart to leave the house once. I tried this morning, but I got to the door, looked outside and it just didn't feel right. So, I sat around feeling sick while watching bad made-for-tv movies and drinking tea. Nothing boosts the loneliness more than that ( Read more... )

I'm really frustrated tonight. I decided to take a nap around 5 for a few minutes because I was beyond tired. Woke up four hours later. So I decided to watch 80s movies and feel depressed about not actually getting to live in the 80s ( Read more... )

My entire face is aching. Well, the left side anyways. The dominoes just keep falling, don't they? Who knew it would be so hard to find a dentist ( Read more... )

I'm back. I can't keep excusing myself for not writing. For letting my thoughts go unwritten for two straight years before remembering how therapeutic it really is. I like going back and reading about what my life was like at certain points. I like having a reference. Documentation ( Read more... )

So, I have this feeling that after last night, this is going to be one of those awkward 'have sex with me then never talk to me again' things...again. There is something seriously wrong with me. I'm feeling very ambivilant about what happened yesterday. I was so nervous, I couldn't believe it. We drank so much, the room was spinning. But I have to ( Read more... )

The dust blows forward and the dust blows back.

That's my mantra. Well, that's what Neil says, anyway. It's fucking COLD outside. I saw my breath tonight, and I was ignited with this excitement for winter. I love winter. It makes me think of all kinds of amazing things, and I'm filled with all these amazing wintery memories from the past four years ( Read more... )

Well, it's Thursday, and I just got home from my second meeting with Neil. He's brilliant in this crazy beatnik pseudo zen sort of way. And he makes me squirm nervously. We met at The Cherry Street Tavern this time. We talked and watched all the characters that came in and out. I brought him a mixtape and we swapped our Adrian Tomine books. He's ( Read more... )

I threw up on the El train. I'm not sure how I got home, but I'm pretty sure I threw up on a homeless man. Man, that whiskey went down so smooth ( Read more... )

It's been ages since my last post...which really gives me lots of time to think about everything. Anyway, there are a lot of things I've never told anyone before...and I was thinking about stuff and I was like...maybe a lot of things I've said are really a bunch of lies and assumptions. Blah ( Read more... )