I need a job. I can't stand not having anything to do. I'm entirely too picky. Ugh, I feel like I'm going to vomit. Guess I should get off my ass and actually go to Joe Mama's and apply for a waiter job -- how fucking cliche ... a writer waiting tables while he struggles to write the next great American novel. Pity Barnes and Noble isn't hiring ( Read more... )

So this shrink is paying off. She's making a lot of sense and I'm starting to think differently--more healthily.

And now for some more good lyrics.

Hoobastank - The Reason

I'm not a perfect person ( Read more... )

So the trip to DC has been postponed. I'm rather disappointed. Though, had we gone and had we dragged my dad with us, it wouldn't have been that enjoyable anyway. Instead, I'm gonna drag Jackie, kicking and screaming if necessary, to Maryland to see Ryan and go to DC. Hopefully, Davey can meet us there and we can cut it up in Georgetown and all ( Read more... )

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A woman in a black burka walked past as I sat readin the sun, a song about the american dream on my headphones. So far from her own world in the spring sun of Pittsburgh, her boyfriend, a large man in too tight pants and a green flannel shirt, leading her through the cement tunnels of a quad surrounded by idolators of light, of air, of the ( Read more... )

See "Big Fish."

DO IT!!

NOW.

Cry.

I fucking sobbed. It's the first movie to make me do that in a while.

It's soooooooooooo good.

seems so beautiful. Entirely too much poetry this week (it's not a bad thing), my poor fiction writer's mind is full of form and imagery...

"Africa" by Toto

"I hear the drums echoing tonight ( Read more... )

Brendan makes the best mix cd's ever. There isn't a song on here that isn't brilliant. Or maybe it's my mood. I'm seeing the beauty in the world again. It's been a while. But I've fallen in love with the English language again--and it feels like heaven or a warm apple pie.

"The First Cut Is The Deepest"
--Sheryl Crow

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After returning from the Writers Retreat in Seven Springs, I bunkered down in BK's new apartment in the South Side and we watched four episodes of Six Feet Under. The show is fucking brilliant, but that's not what I want to say (though you should all know it). The one episode had a long lost aunt return and play the complete opposite to the ( Read more... )

My birthday was awesome ( Read more... )