It's going on my fourth night of sleeping upside down and EVERY night since I've started I've been dreaming about some mystery pig named Fritz. Why?!

I cut my hair really short.

finito.

Last night in a giddy stupor brought on by A). It being Friday, and B). Getting to spend the evening with Adam, I came up with the notion that we must, MUST, sleep with our feet where our heads should be and our heads where our feet should be. Adam seemed unfazed by the suggestion, stating that he had done the very same thing last time I had ( Read more... )

Vermont is treating me well, as ever. Aside from breaking my key off in the ignition of Rojo (I know, what?), the comings and goings of life have been rather lovely. Now I am just awaiting the arrival of Adam, at which point the birthday celebrations (his) can begin. I wish to hell there was a bar close enough for me to walk to while I wait. I ( Read more... )

Ari, remember when you thought you might be mentally challenged, and that you were the only one that did not know? All your friends were just being nice to you because we felt bad for you . . . ? I am beginning to wonder the same thing about myself. Am I? Is Adam really my boyfriend, or did my parents hire him to take care of me so I could feel ( Read more... )

I spent the last 48 hours before Adam came back mostly clinging to the apartment. I listened to records, had dance parties in my underwear, and smoked pot. I ate an entire bag of potato chips. I slept until noon. When he first came back and dropped his stuff on the floor of the apartment I spent the past two weeks cleaning, I was offended, like ( Read more... )

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When Adam told me he was going to California to train for 11 days in January I went through the usual emotions ( Read more... )

God! It’s horrible. I remember a song that my grandmother used to sing about a young girl dreaming her heart away. About sunshine and green leaves. There are times when I catch a smell just like her, a combination of baby powder, lavender, and chips ahoy cookies, and I have no other choice than to believe that she is in the other room; making ( Read more... )