I’d like to introduce you to a little something I invented called the Jean Coolness Quotient, except it’s not really a quotient because I can’t do math. If I were better at some of that out-there mathematical theory I’d make you a cute hand-drawn graph like the guy from xkcd, but alas, all I have are words ( Read more... )

People sometimes call me talented, because I can sing okay and occasionally I'll write a song that's moderately catchy or thought-provoking. I've sort of grown to hate the word, because it's only tacked on after the fact (as opposed to things like potential or promise), and what does it even mean anyway? Whatever. The thing is, if I do have " ( Read more... )

. . . .People prate of the dignity of human nature. Look over the whole history of its degradation & find what odious vice, what sottish & debasing enormity the degenerate naughtiness of man has never crouched unto and adored. To things animate & things inanimate, to the ghosts of dead men whose lives were bloody & cruel, lewd & foul,--to beasts ( Read more... )

The day I left you, I dreamt of you twice. I don't remember the dreams as much as I remember the way I felt afterwards. In the first dream, you were working on my car outside your house in the greenery and sunshine. You took it apart completely, gutted it of its engine and internal parts until it was just an empty shell. Nina, the girl you ( Read more... )

I have spent the past few months utterly floundering; there's no debating that. I'm just ineffectual. I can never accomplish anything or finish anything I set out to do ( Read more... )

"I want to belong to somebody good ( Read more... )

I'm supposed to be writing a paper right now, but I just can't force myself to get started. All semester I've been experiencing really bad anxiety--whenever I try to sit down and do homework I seem to seize up and have a panic attack. My chest tightens and I literally can't breathe, like when I had asthma as a kid. I end up reading the same ( Read more... )

Today marks my fifth day sober and smoke-free, and I've never felt better. I'm taking it one day at a time. I've started taking walks and counting calories, too, and I think I can already see the difference. Wellbutrin is curbing my cravings for nicotine and comfort food, and also helping me get my life in order. I've had to pull away from my ( Read more... )

Since my thesis presentation yesterday, I've been feeling a little unsettled. I'm relatively satisfied with what I've come up with so far, but I'm still worried everyone is talking shit about it behind my back. I wish people would just give it to me straight! I can take honest criticism, I promise ( Read more... )

Dear God,

I HATE ALL THESE NEW PEOPLE AT WELLS THEY ARE ALL SO STUPID AND INANE

I WANT TO HIT THEM WITH BLUNT OBJECTS

BLURGGG

. . . I'm going home now.

Love,
Janis

P.S: Things are otherwise awesome. Thanks.