Sunday, May 30, 2010


You make me so angry sometimes I shake.
Sometimes I shake you make me so angry.
So angry sometimes I shake you make me.
Make me so angry sometimes I shake you.



Remember this? How could I not. I've decided that it's been too long since I wrote something, and this memory box is getting full. I could make sense of this mess of letters and tickets and moments and pivotal keepsakes that remind me of how quickly things can change. A project with it's completion encouraged by the sun.


Wednesday, May 26, 2010


One thing I didn't miss about summer was my air conditioner's precarious tendencies. Breaking down at inconvenient times, making the bed sheets stick to my skin like silk.


Monday, May 24, 2010

Strawberry Fruitopia

The mocking vibration of your text messages, and the I-shouldn't-have-said-that's. Raccoons plotting in bushes, and accidentally running over squirrels. Let's just drive around and listen to music.


"I need a friend today."
"I'm picking you up now."


Sunday, May 23, 2010

Coughing fits 'til I puke

"Are you sure you're okay?"
"Shit happens."
"Well, you're a wonderful pers--"
"Please don't do that."


Saturday, May 22, 2010

Waking Life

"Hey. Could we do that again? I know we haven't met, but I don't want to be an ant. You know? I mean, it's like we go through life with our antennas bouncing off one another, continously on ant autopilot, with nothing really human required of us. Stop. Go. Walk here. Drive there. All action basically for survival. All communication simply to keep this ant colony buzzing along in an efficient, polite manner. "Here's your change." "Paper or plastic?' "Credit or debit?" "You want ketchup with that?" I don't want a straw. I want real human moments. I want to see you. I want you to see me. I don't want to give that up. I don't want to be ant, you know?"


This tight foursome that has manifested itself blows my mind. I've been spending most of my time with Lindsey, JP and Mary, one at a time or all at once. Naturally always drunk with the first two. The shedding process of everything I don't want to think about can begin, ok.


Thursday, May 20, 2010


Yes, I'm doing this. Again.
Tumblr just wasn't personal enough, so with that, welcome back to my business.