The Duchovny series has been picked up by Showtime and is scheduled to air alongside 'Weeds' in August. Now the nation can see a rendition of my home in every episode, and I hope this will be the end of my parents' financial troubles ( Read more... )

My second brother found out about me moving to England and said ( Read more... )

Things are good. I mean, they are just like sugar. Bathe me in maple syrup ( Read more... )

Things are strange. I got into Oxford for the next year and am moving to England in September. I'm really happy of course, but am also overwhelmed. The work never ends. I mean I'm buried deep with my head just poking out, and no one knows it. My family fell into money because Showtime is filming an upcoming television series at our house. Oliver ( Read more... )

My brother doesn't medicate. He doesn't even try. But he sits there. And he waits for me. And he cusses me out for nothing. And he's 6'4". And muscular. And he just turned 27 this year. And I'm worthless. And he has a look in his eyes like he doesn't even recognize me. And when I walk through the door all he wants to do is hurt me. And he calls me ( Read more... )

So I am back home with my critical English parents, and my asshole brother with his psychotically disorganized bedroom, and his screaming about everything for nothing. Tonight 20 people from the business are coming to take a measuring tape to our home so they can film a pilot with David Duchovny here in a week. They typically fuck up everything, ( Read more... )

Ever since I was little it seems to me everything is about progress, and I'm no good at it. I try learning new things, but I'm anxious. Nothing sticks and I hardly take the time to sit and read. It could be provocative, too. It wouldn't matter ( Read more... )

I date a little boy because I feel like a little girl. But I’m not just that. If I were just that it would be beautiful ( Read more... )

Some people are so fucked up that all they have is art. All they have is to be good at something, and to create something beautiful through their backward emotions that only they could have conceived of and produced ( Read more... )

Everything is..well, there's things in between but lots is making sense and coming together clearly these days, where as before everything in my head was a mix or a fog or a potion the kind you make on wooden stools in old basements centuries ago ( Read more... )