forgotten but not lost

i read a sad book. i watched a happy movie. i cleaned my room. i didn't work on my paper at all. perpetuum mobile.

and admit that the waters around you have grown.

he's right, the times are changing. i'm about ready now. ts eliot was wrong; april isn't the cruelest month.

don't stand in the doorway.

im bored

three cheers for the cresting waves that fling me above the stars ( Read more... )

Prominently displayed in the children's section of the Houston Downtown Public Library, among several others of the same title, My First Cookbook appears as a run-of-the-mill children's cookbook, complete with large print, simple instructions, colorful, friendly illustrations and a somewhat disproportionate dessert section. In fact, the only major ( Read more... )

its beautiful day for october. i have pain and painkillers.

i had a vision of a man sitting on the ground playing solitaire. as he plays the game, he and the deck of cards are changed along with the setting around them to an older time. He continues playing the game while time keeps regressing around him, and he with it. This continues.

this thing is shit. i hate reading the things ive written, i sound retarded. im living alone and its not so bad.

This is no ordinary honey! One spoonful to calm you down. Two spoonfuls to help you sleep. But three spoonfuls and you'll go into a sleep so deep, you'll never wake up!