he sat there confused for a moment, before quickly rising ( Read more... )

highlight of the holidays - phoning into "on point" on npr and being able to ask Gloria Steinem a question regarding female enslavement.

everything's retro now.

no friends
no goals
no ambitions
no motivation
no enjoyment
no relationships
no money
no love
no life

this is where I'm at right now.

well...technology is just such a drag...always there...never leaves you alone..wakes you up...reminds you it's time to think about getting to bed...always reminding, whining talking. It's a background wall of fuzz that never stops whirling and wrapping itself around everything involving any sort of challenge or even meaning, whatever meaning is, ( Read more... )

no drink, no drugs for 3 weeks.

leaving soon.

life for many has become a half covered canvas of terrible music, terrible tattoos, pushup bras, pabst blue ribbon, empty promises and roads that lead nowhere except for down...let it rain.

"Well I hate America, Louis. I hate this country. It’s just big ideas, and stories, and people dying, and people like you. The white cracker who wrote the national anthem knew what he was doing. He set the word 'free' to a note so high nobody can reach it. That was deliberate. Nothing on earth sounds less like freedom to me. You come to room 1013 ( Read more... )

Done is good, but done well is much fucking better.