It's fall. I have a scarf exploding with rainbows. And it's greetings from Michigan.

My months have been the conflict between fun professional and lazy ass soaking- north by northwest. The Boston is fading in.

this entry can fuck itself (ed. 12/7/07)

I don't know how to detach from this year as I had with previous dramatic phases. I can't believe anymore right now that this will ever become true past. It's sucking what's left of my stomach. I have little to no stomach. I'm in a limbo. I have no realization of the fact. It's limbo. There is no realization. It's limbo. For perhaps, by ( Read more... )

We've waited 4 1/2 years for this. Today has been National Radiohead Day.

Things I've done in the midwest:

1. Shot guns at a chunk-of-wood-target next to the cornfields.
2. Pig races. Another time, watched muddy pig brawls at a State Fair.
3. Had my dog crushed by a truck on a rural farm road.
4. Bought cheese and brats at Mars' Cheese Castle.
5. Lived in the best American city that is ironically the MidWest powerhouse

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I battle, more and more every day, to bring my articulation skills from convolution to clarity, though I fear the blindness that accompanies my own perception of clarity. My design of the English language to port-hole my thoughts seems to inevitably mirror the convolution I'm attempting to alter and organize for communication purposes. Comments ( Read more... )

So SO ss--s-sooooSOO...we should limit our marathons we should limit our conversations we should give each other space limit our intensity ISN'T it WRONG to NOT TAKE ADVANTAGE?!? yeah, yeah, that is so the answer. I mean...seriously...

I just imported all of my pictures transferred from my PC into iBook.  During the 3 minutes or so of loading, the ( Read more... )

I was trying to devoid myself of all feeling. And it was impossible. And I denied that fact. And it pissed me off ( Read more... )

Ani. Untouchable. Even though I claim to touch. Ani. Claims for herself an Untouchable. I'm finally able to put my sight of Ani into some amount of words ( Read more... )

It's getting more real. For whatever reason I'm trying not to believe, there's a difference in the permanences of prom and wedding. It's getting close, I'm running out time, I'm losing them. When did my generation start marriage? This is far too real I've always been one for foresight how did I miss this one. This is grief. This was big. Big ( Read more... )