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"I win."
That's his attitude. What he says to me with a smile. He looks at me, at this, and says, "I win." It's wonderful.
Looking back at my previous entry. How I felt on Dec 22, 2009, I hardly even recognize the sentiment.
I am absolutely glowing. I giggle like an idiot.
He says the best things. The very best things.
"Don't expect me to treat you bad ( Read more... ) -
vodka before rehearsal: out of the corner of my eye, everything looks like it's covered in blood
(Simon)
It’s like a plea, it’s like a confession. He’s reaching out for me to save him, to stop him, to offer an alternative. “Ireland. I’m going this summer... I’m thinking of proposing.”
The subtext goes, “Save me. Stop this.”
And I will stand on my own and smile. And I will say no.
To the rhythm of electronic dance hall music. To the sounds ( Read more... ) -
screaming in the night screaming and screaming
I wonder if you hurt my feelings because I have upset you somehow.
Because I unknowingly deserve it.
Or perhaps this is just a natural bi-product of your not giving a shit about me.
Because lately I simply cannot tell the difference.
That aside.
These men.
I hate them.
I hate these men so very much.
The throttle strangle choke wrap up and pull down into ( Read more... ) -
Have you ever touched something and, without looking, known it was broken?
Last night Simon called, again.
It started online.
It's my fault for answering the phone, for not having turned it off in the first place. You you must know that he's so hard to understand in general, let alone when he's typing. He's too poor a typist to communicate effectively, often spelling words wrong, leaving them out entirely or piecing ( Read more... ) -
Just some random, unpoetic event recording. You know, so I can remember.
Nightmares, bratty kids, employment, drinking too much...
These are the most recent updates!
Cathy has been such a little hooker. "Wow, your eyes are so small without makeup!" and "Your hair is weird..." and "If your legs were just three inches longer you'd be perfect!" are just a few gems she's uttered in reference to me. I mean, really, with ( Read more... ) -
If it ain't broke, then fuck everybody.
The medical profession in this country is making me feel like a second class citizen ( Read more... ) -
History has been made, my mother must be so pleased...
My friends, never again will I live in fear that Sarah Palin could possibly actually affect my life one day.
Or have to sleep and wake and breathe with the knowledge that that Rapture-raving, Alaskan hick, wolf-slaughtering, subversive cunt would be next in line for the nuclear codes.
Never again will I have to hear John McCain (god bless him) utter ( Read more... ) -
Goddamnit
Houdini just died.
He was my most favorite fish. After King Leopold, of course. RIP, my little buddies.
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Thank God for Valium...
Nearly hyperventilating.
I spent $1,575 of my boyfriend's money today.
On a 900 sq ft place in South Boulder.
A basement apartment with natural light, somehow.
3 bedrooms, one large bathroom, an almost perfect kitchen.
(What the fuck is up with people turning their basements into expensive apartments but installing neither garbage disposal nor ( Read more... )