I think this explains it all for me ( Read more... )

While throwing away an apple core today, I also accidentally threw my cell phone in the trash. This happened after stepping on and breaking an older phone the week before.

Well, I have said I wish I could just get rid of the thing. Maybe my unconscious mind was trying to help out with that goal.

My roommate loves Dyngus Day. For the uninitiated, that is basically the day after Easter. I suppose it's the end of Lent and freedom to do whatever you want--which, in the case of said roommate, is drink. And that's fine. I like a fine brew, though the beer of choice right now is Miller Light, which is swill. I make do ( Read more... )

Infatuation is easy.

This is going to be embarrassing. I'm uncomfortable. I don't want to write this. That's unusual for me. I like to think I'm an open book. God knows I've written that here more than once. More than a dozen times, I imagine. But this is something I'm not very good at talking about. You know...love. Romance. I'm a fan of the stuff, though ( Read more... )

Goodbye February. Kindly fuck off. And if you don't mind, take winter with you.

Thank you.

Well, it's February again.

Google Docs is great. It's a word processor you can access anywhere there is internet. So if I want to work on a story but I'm not at my computer--if I'm visiting my parents, for instance--I can just log on and there it is. I've moved pretty much all my writing there, so if someone really wants mediocre tales of love and loss and family and God ( Read more... )

Bloomington is a somewhat big town. You know. Over fifty thousand people. What Sim City would call a capital, but there can be only one capital, and that's Indianapolis, home of the sacred Pacers and Colts (even if neither team plays as though they actually matter, really ( Read more... )

Holy balls, it's cold.