I am as scared of being lost as I am of being find out ( Read more... )

Because the pass is what semioticians would call a lapsed signifier. That which once defined the act--an attempted breach of the culture's sexual mores--has been overrun by the horny course of human affairs. It is not that nothing is sacred anymore. On the contrary. More is sacred than ever before, because more of the self is hidden away than ever ( Read more... )

sticky from lake water and too much sun, the light filtering through the blinds was comforting. the drowsiness was resolute but i woke up with a strange sadness in the twilight. in that gap between oblivion and consciousness--i can't explain it--i was so close to something that seems always hidden. as if i had the key to what the mysterious ones ( Read more... )

V is scheming, ratty, and weak. W makes me prescient, my very own fortune teller. Because W prevents self-exploration, I don't know if I share V's traits with him, especially the last ( Read more... )

i get so sick of pretending im interesting

yup. i think im almost definitely ready to grow up.

fucking crazy.

i have an almost anal sense of equal distribution of goods and services. if someone asks me for some of my sandwich or fruit cup i would give her exactly half. exactly. and if i had to do a chore with someone, i always try to divide it in equal portions so that i know how much more ive done than the other person. and i keep track of this score ( Read more... )

Light, Sweet, Crude for June

crude, definitely.
sweet-- .
light:

good try.

im craving fried chicken and a shotgun. whoopee.

sorry for the long absence and unexplainable lack of update. ive been in toronto since...uh, thursday, and as usual i've wasted half of my time lounging around the house and wondering what the world is up to. everytime i come here it's like a whole new side of life is accessible and it always takes me a while to figure out how to move in my new ( Read more... )