I picture her lying on stiff, taupe carpet.  I've never seen the floor there, never seen the apartment at all, so this is an embellishment.  An invented detail.  But I can still see her.  Her hair is a fan behind her, waves of chestnut and gold.  When I see her she is always face-down.  This means either that my vindictive imagination still takes ( Read more... )

By the end of the day I feel as slow as my computer, as old as a mountain.

I feel tasteless, bland and uninspired.

The hopeless, lower-middle-class, blue-collar fog follows me home every day from work. All day I am a young piece of ass with a cheerful voice meant to soothe and comfort broken middle-aged men who work seventy hours a week for a ( Read more... )

The air tastes like clover and smells like a premonition of rain. The breeze is light and cool, but there's a heavy hotness hiding behind it. Summer is coming. Bearing down on us like a vigilante seeking justice for this abnormally long Georgia spring.

And it occurs to me suddenly, among these omens, that I want a refund for the past year. ( Read more... )

I have lost it.

I am a little girl playing in the kitchen ( Read more... )

These are maroon days. At the end of most of them I feel like I've been kicked in the teeth by their lemony sunshine. I lobbed a soccer ball the size of Saturn directly at the earth and dislodged it from orbit, spun it off of its axis, and sent it hurtling through an open void at precisely three hundred and six miles-per-hour. Everything is ( Read more... )

Your Score: Orpheus

33% Extroversion, 100% Intuition, 72% Emotiveness, 80% Perceptiveness


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I've collected over 40 voice-mail messages over the past week.  So, for all of you whose calls I've been ignoring out of, not hatred, but self-preservation, here are the answers to your questions--spoken and otherwise.

Yes-- I am still alive.

No-- I'm not okay.

Yes--  I will be.

Yes-- We are still friends.

No--  Please do not pick "sides."  Please do ( Read more... )

...that billions of people have died so that the pharmaceutical companies can make more money.

Vitamin C cures cancer.

Jalapenos cure cancer.

Dichloroacetate (DCA) cures cancer.

High-frequency light cures cancer.

Electricity in your blood cures cancer (and AIDS).

Oxygen (possibly) cures everything.

Green Tea/Cocoa/Red Wine (epicatechin in all cases) cures ( Read more... )

Reasons to be disappointed in me ( Read more... )