I think the French girl likes me. I like her. A lot.

Ok, just got a little smiley. It's cause of the French girl at the other coffee shop. Seems like a winner.

The frightening evenings have started again. The constant nausea has started again. The constant guilt. The self-destructive infatuations with dangerous women. The immobility from the most local of bodily movements. The sexual frustration. I'm a wreck. I don't know how I manage through my days with no tell tale sign to anyone. How can no ( Read more... )

That flu saved me ( Read more... )

Middle school was tuff today. Kids were wiiiiiiiiild. And half the subs didn't give me lesson plans. Some not even work sheets. and the administration put me in classrooms where I didn't even know what or who I was subbing for. So I did pretty bad today. I wonder how the admin feels about me. Do they want me around? Or do they wince when I ( Read more... )

Avery Literary Magazine was rather swift in sending me a rejection letter for Live at the Hormone for their short fiction contest, however, they were very insistent that I send more work. Thus, I'd like to select my top 2 or 3 best short shorts from my blog ( Read more... )

The tour was a hands-down success. We'll do it again and have a lot of fun again. I don't know what else to say. Hopefully this will be a lucrative business ( Read more... )

Listening to New Order. Love it ( Read more... )

You can DO eet ( Read more... )

DATE WITH JEEEEEEEEEAN ( Read more... )