Heh. Just read an email from sara that said the following: “yay!! eh!!¨” and knew exactly what it meant. I mean, I guess the subject line and attachment helped the untrained eye in me, but the totally-trained eye knew exactly what she meant with her message ( Read more... )

"hot pants make ya feel sure of yourself"

stuck in an internet hole in magdalena. it sucks to be stuck in upscale neighborhoods because there's jackshit to do. i just went to the exposition of the artist who's been chiseling a painting in my backyard for a couple weeks now. he and the landlords figured that after living through the grating noise at odd times of the day, i deserved an ( Read more... )

where to begin ( Read more... )

It’s all coming together now. The way I look at myself in the bathroom mirror everytime I come home, how I have to check my reflection every time I walk by the bathroom and even cast myself a crumb of mirrorface. I think it provides the same function as greeting a dog or a family member. Coming home to me, to the safe zone, where no one treats ( Read more... )

Roberts. What an unreal country it has become, where some young conservative asshole jumps ahead of all these other justices, some of whom, who for better of worse, have had their positions almost as long as Roberts has walked the earth. Unreal. This must end, this horrible, death-driven system.

I've had a string of days of obsessively thinking about things that gross me out. Well one thing in particular: these ham and cheese empanadas from Wong that I O.D.'d on. It's similar to the strange compulsion I have (perhaps we all do) to think about things that scare me, like those horrible scenes in Silence of the Lambs. For some reason, part ( Read more... )

Even sluggish flies are too fast for my hand ( Read more... )

Just like papa to leave a reminder of him this audible. the doves outside my window always coo to the same two melodies, one of which Papa copied and recreated in this way: “Loo-loo-looee!” It bears little resemblance to the true sounds of the dove (my own imitations I must admit were much better), but nonetheless, you could tell what he was ( Read more... )

I just dropped papa off at the airport. I hope I don’t cough through the night. He just called me to make sure I got home safely. I feel like we’ve grown apart in the short time since we hugged goodbye. Relationships are hard, and I’ve realized how much papa and I have grown apart through the years ( Read more... )