Eating soul food isn't metaphysical cannibalism

who wants to eat a chance, through and within, yours truly? Danika, your visit to the restaurant pin-pricked my soul allowing me to relish in masochistic pleasure. Thank you!!!

"John, this toy database doesn't make a damned bit of sense to me ( Read more... )

I could definitely get used to a casual, morning cup of espresso before class/work. Too bad I will probably sleep in until 10 minutes before work tomorrow and lapse back into the "30 minutes will do me wonders" trench--handed down to me by observation of life through 15 years of my childhood--and be tired and unproductive all day: 30 minutes ( Read more... )

Incessantly empty ( Read more... )

People say they "don't have time" a lot, but time is all we really have ( Read more... )

Yesterday, while I was smelling someone's lipstick, I remembered that I used to eat my mom's Avon lipstick samples when I was a kid; and today I remembered taking a bite out of my glue stick as a first grader.

they were both pretty damned tasty, but the lipstick was definitely better.

a healthy red apple with a dirty surprise.
backward and inside-out
quite alive.

Pleased to accept a role in the impromptu farce of social life. Gesticulating piety with one arm raised to the gravely clouds and one finger stuffed down a mate's gravely voice. Waltzing Matilda to the end of the room and swinging her upon a shoulder with the sole/soul intention of filling her with essential articles to make a much more pleasant ( Read more... )

There is a dead bird outside the entrance of my apartment complex and I had the pleasure(displeasure?) of looking at it for up to ten minutes. Watching how the rain saturated its ruffled feathers and pooled into the area that once served as the decedents view of its own surroundings. Its feet are posed as if it were grabbing on to a branch, but ( Read more... )