Oohh breaths of fresh air. I am starving my party friend of some chemical reactions that would necessitate it never leaving, but today is the day I discover a potential answer in the form of another doctor’s appointment. “We’re talking Homeland Security in your town, your state”. Ever think and wonder if this whole idea…
Monday evening musings. I am in Brooklyn after the “MFer” party last evening, something I thought I could enjoy more than I should have. Which means I shouldn’t have. Drunk skunk Deanna has been getting a little more combative lately when she’s trashy. Or so I’ve been told, which saddens me because I have always…
So I could whine on about how my period started again after stopping, but the doctors in all of their enviable wisdom tell me I am just fine, and everything is normal. And I could be upset at bleeding for two weeks as of tomorrow, but I have realized that there is nothing I can…
So I went to the farewell party for 111 1St Street tonight, and I am fairly sober, probably because the one nib of alcohol I had was promptly soaked up by the two veggie burritos that were so out of style they stayed right in…my belly. It’s fun to observe these clots of people, enamored…
I have spent a lot of time hating myself for the physical and various other reasons. My body is not a mystery, it’s a little messed up and broken. My mind is quite another, having had to ween itself off of those ideas of self-deprecation in it’s most extreme forms and formats. It’s an unlearning…
I would also like to thank my surgeons in spirit for saving my life. And the people who love me for loving me even though I so obviously suck…the life and fun out of everything. My existentialist side still asks this, however: What is the fucking point? I really am starting to run out of…
Okay, though my facetious brain wants to spit fire on everything, I must say this: if there really were a freaking god, he or “it” hates my guts. Good thing I have no faith in that crap, otherwise I would have had to sacrifice virgins and pieces of my soul to earn my place in…
We’ve got the US bombing Iran, we’ve got a super duper new strain of AIDS, the polar ice caps are melting and our long standing sense of homeostasis planet-wide is about to be blown open. http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/5052363/ for a party in your pants. Oh yes, you greedy gas guzzling Americans blowing holes in the ozone that…
Oh yes, hyper girl has replaced morbid my uterus is strangling me from afar lady. Hyper girl is a result of my now-better body coupled with frisky weather that makes me want to molest the sun. Things are starting, albeit slowly, to come together and make a little more sense in the grander scales of…
today, though swearing is ripe on my lips though screaming seems to be the most satisfying activity to partake in as of yet though things have fallen apart, unraveled, come undone and annoyed I am gonna write something pretty. something that would rock the socks off the disenchanted wilty flowers of disdain something that could…
