I dreamt that I was living in a large house with several people, one of them Chelsea Clinton.  Chelsea was dating an old roommate of mine who still had the same habits.  He didn't even live in the house, but he got pissed at me for using one of Chelsea's glasses, which I had washed and dried after use, by hand!  I wasn't gonna take it from him this ( Read more... )

It was warm enough to swim today.  I just want to comfort, be comforted, write poetry, wear tank tops everywhere, play guitar expertly, see live music, make short films, feel intimate with people, and volunteer at a Recording For The Blind and Dyslexic organization.

Today I carried x-rays of my spine up to my apartment.  They're sitting on the breakfast bar labeled SPINE.

I worry about things, but I'm generally optimistic.  I just like to embark and not look back, trust my decisions. Making an arbitrary choice about where to live is not worrisome to me. It feels like it should be, but it's just not.  How much ( Read more... )

 At work I had to complete the very sophisticated task of putting labels on some baggies, which only I could do, and to further emphasize my outstanding talents,  I imagined I was a new employee at a firm, about to beat their most esteemed employee's record for figuring out mathematical codes related to their software.  Each time I slapped a label ( Read more... )

My paid livejournal account expires on November first.  I went really wild one night when I was drunk and spent five dollars on a two-month paid account! Leave your ideas about what I should record for my final (and fourth/public) voice post.  I will write the suggestions on slips of paper, put the slips of paper in a coat pocket and pull one out ( Read more... )

When one of my best friends was away for college, she would come home and visit in the summer, and one year, she brought back The Pill Versus the Springhill Mine Disaster by Richard Brautigan. That year-- maybe blame it on the fact that I was 19, maybe blame it on the fact that I was in love with someone who smirked at me too often, someone who ( Read more... )

Lately I wear my leather jacket, stick my palms out and firmly say, "Hey, I'm Fonzi, I'm a man ! It helps me through the first few hours of each day.

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My mother used to sing me a song very early that was roughly translated from Serbian to English like this ( Read more... )

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