The days pass slowly, it seems. Somehow, the weeks and months and years go by at a rapid pace. An unerving pace. How can that have been a year ago? How did life turn into RENT so subtly? How did I get to be so old and lifeless? I don't understand. At this time last year my life seemed so full of promise and hope. It seemed like I was headed toward ( Read more... )

I slept for twelve and a half hours last night. And when I awakened, I was still me. Still here, Not there. Wherever the fuck there is.

Jeg heter Frances. Jeg vil hjerne ha et glass ol. Ha det!

Yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon, Mayybe that's what made my mouth bleed. I'm dying. AND YOU ARE NOT!!!! Bleed into the bathtub. Six minutes plus some. Seven to be safe. Good to know. There's something in the air and now I'm off my rocker. I've lost my marbles but at least I've found my pen. I have a Cherry Blow Pop but I'm not allowed to suck ( Read more... )

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I saw "Oldest Living Confederate Widow Tells All" last night. Ellen Burstyn is and was a terrific peformer, and as a performer(at one point), I know what kind of perfection-of-craft it takes to be on stage for two hours-by yourself. However, I found the play itself rather tedious and plot-less. But, it was nice to be in a theatre again. I'm ( Read more... )

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Today was a small anniversary. And do you wanna know how I spent it? In the fucking hospital. Oh yeah, baby. I practically cut my motherfucking finger off on a food processor blade, and here I am, after having spent four hours in the urgent care center, with three stitches in my right pinkie, on antibiotics and demi hard core painkillers (they X- ( Read more... )

I'm packed, my heaviest bag is upstairs (hauled by myself), and my mouth is a bit fiery from my Nicorette. Hmm. Oh, and my uterus is being a bit of a bitch.