Remember Jack, Jack-No-Beanstalk from the Clipper? Yeah, well in light of it being a new day and all, I did decide to call this cat from way back when I realized that I had no idea what I had done with his number. I searched and searched and searched to no avail. If there is one thing that comes natural to me it is this: I player hate. Yes. I hate ( Read more... )

A few days ago I found a number of journals in the trash can in my alleyway. Most were black and white composition books that have large rule instead of college rule. I have a deep hatred of large ruled composition books. There is nothing more inanimate and singular that can make me feel oafish and clumsy then a large ruled composition book. No one ( Read more... )

My soul hurts ( Read more... )

Usually I like shopping at Walgreens, CVS, Rite Aid, Eckers, Sav-On and the Thrifty White Pharmacy. I mean what’s not to like? The place is filled with useless medications, lipsticks, hair dyes, condoms, celebrity magazines, itchy foot powders, vitamins and cold drinks. I mean DRINKS. Every time I walk through the drink aisle I am overcome with ( Read more... )

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I barely slept last night. I hung out with an old friend, Bryan, until the wee hours of the morning, at which time I was awoken by my sister who said, "Are you going to work?" and my response was muffled by my pillows over my head, "Ymrrphea". The ritual of awakening tends to linger in the corners of my eye balls. I usually have to dig them out ( Read more... )

What I would like to do right now:

Smoke some herb, strip down to my skeevies and lay on the beach listening to Mama Cass belt out sweet songs about love. The view from my office floor looks like there is smoke all across downtown. The humidity is so thick you can slice it with a knife. The clouds are heavy, dark rays of light enter through ( Read more... )

"Just to create a little diversity in the New York blog snark, here's a starter list of 5 types of New Yorkers that you may want to consider bashing in the near future:"

I stand still and inhale the exhaust from the boarding bus. I jump to my conclusion and say, "Vanessa, manifest your muscles, atrophy looks a lot like the last years of your journal!" I should be angry. My shoulders slump and my breasts sag, I've got an itch just above the scar on my knee. The thick layer of skin on my right knee is, I believe, ( Read more... )

Heat Waaaave!We are on day 5 or 6 of record breaking temperatures and power outages. I reckon all that will be memorable in the next few years from the summer of ’06 will be these 5 or 6 days. All other significant things that may have occurred have now been blinded by the searing ripples of heat emanating off the black tar streets and the oily ( Read more... )