It's feels safer to write at a slanted angle, where I'm safely above the virtual page and I can slowly peck out what it is I'm trying to say from above. I'm being pushed through water-fluid-dreams-dreams- liquid reality, and portions of my essences are ebbing away in my wake. Thick viscous streams of ambition and self-respect just drifting off in ( Read more... )

Yeah, just came across my ex's profile on OKCupid. My stomach instantly flipped. I am crushingly depressed.

So I just started the online dating thing. I've had no way to meet new people with any regularity, so I took my brother's advice and joined OKCupid. So far I just feel creepy. It's the equivalent of looking in strange girls's rooms at night, deciding if I like the posters on their wall, then knocking on their window and waving with a hopeful smile ( Read more... )

Disconun inspired me, so....entry-time ( Read more... )

So I spent all of last night up until 4:30AM watching The L Word with five lesbians, talking about relationships and sex.
I've never been called a faggot so many times in my life.

Which is weird, because I spent Saturday night discussing the merits of mushrooms and the wonders of being alive with five gay men, and they didn't mention that word.

Hey chicos y chicas, just wondering what everyone is doing for New Years. There are still some people temporarily in the area who I need to hang out with (thinkin of Ben, for starters) so I'm just wondering if people want to get together and maybe go see a movie on New Years, maybe Avatar or some such entertainment. I'd be open to other ideas if ( Read more... )

Christmas is coming and I have no money. I know it's a commercial holiday, but I'd like to be able to buy my girlfriend something nice anyways. Sure, I could sculpt/draw/paint her something, but that seems like a cop out. Perhaps I can create something of insanely high quality. Exceed my known abilities.
I hope so. She deserves it.

Sometimes when I’m trying to sleep, my heart keeps me awake. Not figuratively, the actual thumping muscle and gushing liquid life force are audible ( Read more... )

My girlfriend went to Salem and brought me back a red tie covered in black dragons and flowers. Awwwesome. Apparently she picked this out because she wasn't sure which sword I would like at the blacksmith she visited.
My gf: endlessly super kickass.

So I found my dad's copy of The Color Purple this afternoon, and because I'd never been forced to in school, read it. I was pleasantly surprised to discover it's not ultimately a tragedy! A bunch of us were required to read one of Alice Walker's other books, The Bluest Eye, back at Parker, and that was an unrelentingly tragic tale. So imagine my ( Read more... )