As an adult I've had to make certain concessions to maintain my current lifestyle. Laundry, cleaning the apartment, bills...fine. One thing I never managed was to cultivate the ability to cook for myself. I'm very frugal and minimalist with groceries and my diet, so that as soon as I start feeling like I'll lose my mind if I have to eat stir fry or ( Read more... )

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If there was one lie i wish were true, one castle of illusions i could live in, it would be that there is something waiting for me after death. But the same way that that promise is able to make people do amazing (and horrible) things, the knowledge that this is my only dance empowers my every thought and action with a sense of urgency, importance ( Read more... )

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Another nice day...too nice. Days like this make me wish I never had to work again and could just magically spend the rest of my life doing whatever I want all the time. Current fantasies: A mint julep, a hammock, a rooftop garden; a cabin by a lake, sitting at the end of the dock; one of those villages that you only see in sci-fi movies with ( Read more... )

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This is the last one for a long time. Maybe forever. Why I constantly tempt fate and put a job in jeopardy that lets me have a mowhawk and pays for my school for the sake of a few stupid pranks, I'll never know. I figure I may as well document it if it's going to cost me my livelihood and means for the single greatest source of happiness in my life ( Read more... )

I think the last 15 minutes illustrate my current mania pretty well. I was getting the mail and suddenly had the urge to run as fast as I could for as long as I could. I walked right out of the building and down to the waterfront. After some deliberation I just took off and kept going as hard as I could until I couldn't take it anymore and crumpled ( Read more... )

After getting back from the zoo, while waiting for a call from my brother in Mexico (the only time the Mormons let him call besides Christmas and Thanksgiving) I found a copy of History of Suicide: Voluntary Death in Western Culture in my mom's room. It's in almost perfect condition...she must have bought it after my dad died and then never touched ( Read more... )

"When I hear somebody's story or somebody tells me something interesting or amazing, I try to be content with that story, with just hearing it, and knowing it, and making it a part of my life in that private way ( Read more... )