for the first year of my career at shugga's, i worked with this large black woman named tiffany. she was about thirty and had two kids. not this winter, but the winter before, her car was in the shop, so i had to cross the tracks (literaly)to pick her up and give her a lift to work. i would usually smoke a few one hitters before work, you know, ( Read more... )

I'm sitting in Kristy's dining room, just giving a quick update af my life at this time. I'm not going to lie to you, it's boring. At the moment, I'm moderately high and enjoying the quench of a cold Bud Lite, which actually began as a chaser to a shot of Jaeger. Jaeger really isn't that bad if it's immediately flushed by a gulp of beer ( Read more... )

I feel like crying today, but I can’t exactly put my finger on the reason why. I mean, I can guess…Jeffrey broke up with me over the phone last Friday. It was like careening through the façade of my favorite fantasy. I can’t say that I didn’t see it coming, that I didn’t see the writing on the wall of his apartment where we had the same talks and ( Read more... )

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it's eerily warm outside. maybe that groundhog is full of shit.

tonight i write to you from the beautiful city of new york. after forgetting my precious/life sustaining cell phone on the kitchen table, i arrived in new york on thursday afternoon. so far i've been having a good time, but this trip is very bitter-sweet to me, the main reason being very obvious: i'm supposed to be here with jeffrey celebrating ( Read more... )

    At the moment sleet-like snow is pelting down on the windows of the study. It snowed two inches last night and now it’s being topped with an iced glaze. It’s two fifteen and I don’t feel like doing anything. I haven’t even showered, and now that the already hazardous driving conditions have worsened, I don’t think I will do anything today. ( Read more... )

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