"Emptiness is a thing that grows by being moved." Jean Toomer ( Read more... )

I've become a bit obsessed with the Michael Vick dogfighting case. What a piece of SHIT, a monster, a soulless degenerate THUG. I'll never be able to get the images of those poor helpless animals out of my mind, and I'm shocked and disgusted that dogfighting is actually not uncommon. There have actually been several cases of this EVIL in Richmond ( ( Read more... )

I'm lonely and miserable. Utterly. And I dread the future-- I dread going to work, I dread receiving my probably incorrect and overdue paycheck, I dread having to schmooze and be awkward wit Potomac snobs tomorrow night, and I dread moving in to my nice new apartment- the place where I'll surely be spending many months of despairing solitude. I ( Read more... )

I hate my life right now. This week has been one of the worst in a very long time. If I wasn't at home, I was at work (horrible). If I was at home, I was sitting in front of the TV while my brother threw loud and rowdy parties every single night (my parents are out of town). I walked in on some horrible situations the other day, and I don't want to ( Read more... )

I saw her for the first and last time a year and a half ago. It was late February or early March, during one of the many blizzards of Winter 2006. I sat in my car, parked at the usual meter spot behind the Library. It was the prettiest part of campus, and as I watched the yard slowly pile up with snow, I realized that this was the simultaneous ( Read more... )