Everything I know ( Read more... )

Your God is not a church.
Your Faith is not a fashion.
Your Christ is not a necklace.
Your Life is not easy.

Your thin veneer peels in the fire.
Your t-shirt disintegrates in the flames.
Your halo is tarnished by the smoke.
Your music is drowned out by the roar and crackle.

You are as naked and scared as I am.

prayers come out like screams
and screams come out like whimpers
whimpers like sobbing
sobbing as gutteral otherwordly utterances
and when I calm down
deathly still

Thank you, fur.

Really. Thank you.

Apparently I made a whoopsie. The new number is: 574.339.9571

I transposed some digits previously.

"My bad."

Friends, Romans, Countrymen!

I have a new cell phone number. 574.339.9571

Anyone calling the old number will get a bad number message.

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We watched "Boys Don't Cry" this weekend. It was the second time I saw it and I didn't quite get it the first time. This time I was quite riveted though. It's a very interesting movie that could've easily bordered on a mundane made-for-tv drama. Some of the info in Ebert's review really made the whole thing congeal for me. I won't give away ( Read more... )