I've put a lot of effort into forgetting things, this vacation. I think some of it's working, it sounds ridiculous - "I know I've forgotten this and this and this.." But it's more like I've lost the right feelings for different people, and in general ( Read more... )

I came home after a paranoid little day and took off all my clothes. I put lipstick on and I then got in bed. I forced Cohen out of my mouth and watched the spiral fold up, it reminded me of a spindle of thread falling under a antigravity sudden. The sound of smoke drifted out my window, and in the sun I thought I was beautiful, for a second's ( Read more... )

I don't know what to say, these past few days have been long and eventful. I have this feeling like maybe I made the wrong choices, but in some other ways I guess this is the way it's supposed to be. I'm caught between unbelievable events and stuck with an outcome, and in the meantime, I feel really absolutely lonely.

Saturday work was the most strenous workday I've ever done. It was Rich's 18th birthday, and he met me when I got off work, and then we went back to my house so I could change and drop off pies. So we went out to dinner and coffee, then we came here and watched TV til like 3 in the morning. (I'm not going to disclose The Coughdrop Incident, but if ( Read more... )

Yeah. In short, I slept really badly and work has been unbearable. I keep trying to work and then I find myself sitting on my ass eating assorted Wise products (an unwise decision, nutritionally!) and smoking and listening to depressing music ( Read more... )

Bob bless Tyrone who gave me this cool lighter to cheer me up. I nearly burned my eyebrows off cause the flame lit up literally 4 inches high, but luckily, I was just that much out of reach ( Read more... )

Tina calls at 11:30, Why aren't you in school? "What the fuck!?!" I'm croaking, legacy of the smoker, Why aren't I in school? Mother bursts through the bedroom door, Why aren't you in school? Screaming yelling mother grounds my sorry ass for a week and refuses to write a note, thus doning me detention for an eternity. Bitter and sleepy, I'm out of ( Read more... )

It didn't feel like the sort of day where anything was supposed to happen. I woke up completely naked except for a red sock on my right foot. ("Mama says there'll be days like these." (I call myself an artist out of indetermination.)) There are some days that come and pass completely without ever being thought of again, like a pocket in time. ( Read more... )

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David Bowie is the man. Best damned show I've EVER seen. (And I've seen some of the greatest.. Lockbox ( Read more... )