Guess who I saw at Louie's tonight...

MR. BELDING!!!

He smiled.

Last summer I attempted to suffocate my nostalgia in a bathtub filled with a quilt which had been born into this world through the hands of my great grandmother. This suicide attempt, of sorts, failed. I was however, confronted with the metamorphosis of a childhood haven turned Rat Palace. Her busy hands then, keep me warm now, and I am mournful to ( Read more... )

I sat here for like ten minutes typing and deleting.

I guess all I really have to say is:
"Hi!"

I'm running naked on shallow banks of some bayou, playing a game of pagan chase with a fisherman on a surprise holiday.

I thought about your funny little camera with its German name, and I wondered about the funny little pictures that it would capture. I have your paisley skirt and your Florence crocheted scarf. You're on the tropical island of Southern Florida, breathing salty air, with a thousand Cuban men rubbing your feet and fetching you pina coladas ( Read more... )

As I am studying for this final, I find that I get easily distracted by whims and daydreams. I've never had an inclination to go to Europe, and for this reason I think that it would be the perfect random vacation. Currently I am daydreaming that on an innocent venture to perhaps Perks or George's, I ignite a conversation with a restless individual ( Read more... )

I would like to pose a question to the afraid among us ( Read more... )

My imagination is all too colorful ( Read more... )

I woke up feeling terrible. Not physically, no. I woke up realizing that I had pestered innocent people over the phone incessantly, and had managed to give the whole fucking neighborhood a cat call. I felt compelled to apologize. I felt so guilty that I couldn't get back to sleep; I apologized telepathically until I fell asleep again. I decided to ( Read more... )

The telephone wire is patching out ( Read more... )