1. do you ever think about the purpose of human existence? often ( Read more... )

some wrong i have committed. real or imagined; unnamed. so i wonder when and wait for the time when you'll change the rules again and redraw the line that separates me from "friend".

bada bing bada boom: i have chronic mononuecleosis and a smoker's cough from hell.

1 zebra cake :: 2 eggs

can't sleep, can't eat, can't breath

called it sickness but think it should be renamed, 'normal'

self-absorbed
superficial
symptomatic

SUCK IT UP

angry
aggrivated
annoyed

ASSHOLEs

lamb

CHOP

i'll be coming to San Marcos when i come, yee haw! i'll be pulling up in ScarFace when i come, yee haw. i'll be packing a carton of Basics and sporting Jackie O. sunglasses, i'll be knocking on your front door when i come, YEE HAW ( Read more... )

SARAH: i wrote down your address. i'm going to use mapquest. i have a sculpture class next Saturday. it ends at 3. i will be cruising on I-35 south no later than 4 p.m. i miss you so much. i miss you so much more than i have in years. i suppose it's just knowing that you're only threeish hours away and i still haven't seen you. you're ( Read more... )

contested divorces, fueding families, and republican campaign propaganda; such is the substance of my work day. i listen to people whose problems i cannot solve and whose lives i do not envy. one-sided stories and half-truths. . . weird that my little desk plays a part in these warped wars. stephen bought a stuffed sea otter for me. i named ( Read more... )

i drove into a mail box today. . .at the post office. Damnit. my car is fucked but my dad thinks he can duct tape my fender on so that it doesn't grate against my tire. mmmmhmmm ( Read more... )

nothing is simple, blah, blah, blah, bullshit. . . but i know that there is positively no reason for things to be so difficult. everyone makes their own decisions. everyone creates their own hell. not everyone makes the choice to live in their own hell ( Read more... )

momma needs a new pair of shoes ( Read more... )

Stephen's dad left two nutso scary messages on my voicemail urging me to call him back and telling me that Stephen was going to die; I returned neither phone call. Last night I was at their house helping Stephen get all of his belongings and his dad cornered me in the kitchen and asked me why I'd not called him back; okay so the question came ( Read more... )