Good question. I figured out the answer: I like to flit about ( Read more... )

I told my mom I don't necessarily have a place to live. She told me there are other apartments in St. Louis ( Read more... )

That's fuckin right ( Read more... )

I'm really sorry about whatever trauma your lead singer sustained, but my sympathy doesn't make your band any more listenable for me ( Read more... )

My utter astonishment at how often people rat me the fuck out has convinced me there was something wrong with my upbringing ( Read more... )

like bringing a brick of a novel to a crowded area. Especially if you are a waitress on a busy night and you leave Jude the Obscure on one of the outside tables where there's only enough light to see the huge title ( Read more... )

I don't care how civilized nonviolence is. If a "man" smacks a glass out of a lady's hand in public and spits in her face with nothing but the mildest of verbal provocations ("If you don't want to see me, maybe you shouldn't walk three miles to watch your plain girlfriend work. I live here; this is my neighborhood, and if you hang out here, you're ( Read more... )

Was there something weird about my civics class? I learned all the state capitals...uh, some other stuff...and that our government has three branches ( Read more... )

Get up early for the first time in weeks. Shower, fix your hair, put on clothes. The other night you were distraught because you realized you hadn't talked to someone your own age for at least as long as you've been sleeping in. But today it doesn't matter. Today nothing in particular matters. Today is special, because we said so. You'll love them ( Read more... )

science picks up the slack ( Read more... )