Okay so I'm still at work and a co-worker of mine began to tell me about a chinese wedding she went to. At first I didn't really want to listen because I wasn't feeling real good about the whole word "wedding". But she began to tell me about how every food they serve has a meaning. This sort of charmed itemization intrigued me to no end and I began ( Read more... )

I’ve got this nasty habit of putting pens in my mouth for the sole purpose of chewing on them. Little infants with pacifiers give me the finger and laugh at my plight, but little do they know the harsh realities of a pen chewer. Once they found me unconscious behind a Wendy’s with a Bic Gel Glide 1002C jutting out of the side of my mouth. Before I ( Read more... )

my day has been hella boring! I am tripping today and I didn't go to work. How can I help other people and I can't even help myself? I need to get my head straight so...I can go back to work. I'm messing up my money, I need to snap out of this shit. I guess he and I weren't meant to be. Why can't I completly let go of that man!!! I need another ( Read more... )

just a few days in the new year and I'm already crying. I don't really want to type who-what-when-where-or why. I just know this year is going to be fucked up for me!!!! poooey!!!!

I got sick today ( Read more... )

Every year for the past four years I had made the same birthday wish: I wish to feel happy and be positive about myself. Every year for the past four years I’d come up empty. That’s when I began to write in these great internet “me fests” that are blogs. I figured if I couldn’t feel good about myself in reality, I might is well fake it for the ( Read more... )

Suicide is often a hot topic of mine. I've wasted countless hours and journal pages talking about it and even dedicated a quirky short story to it (told from the perspective of the razor blade to show you just how friggin' pretentious I can get) not that long ago. It's something that's always in the back of your mind. Something that tends to define ( Read more... )

A question was posed to me that struck me as the sort of wonderfully vague and...well..."Emo-ish" mind sex that I don't ask myself much any more. It was in the form of a letter from a friend of mine that I hadn't seen in ages. After some semi-careful and coherent thought, I finally came up with my answer ( Read more... )

"So she asked you if you like the ocean? Be careful saying yes or she'll drag you out there in the middle of the night, trust me. The recent anger in my heart calms when I read how you write about your girlfriend, perhaps I should continue in my seemingly hopeless search for someone to share myself with ( Read more... )

Misstery is currently wandering around her house trying to find another bottle of Nyquil to kill her current state of mucus dripping delirium. As she attempts to scrape the last sticky traces of hardened Vicks Vapo-Rub with her fingers, she asks you to enjoy this brief nonsensical entry ( Read more... )