So here I am in Chi city about to get a cold. This is a big deal for me since I get sick about once a year. My mother says it’s because I’m strong willed and resilient when in reality it’s most likely because I licked doorknobs up until the age of eight. At some point in my endeavor to refine my senses I intern made my white blood cells ( Read more... )

So I had to flee to the suburbs. Claudia is just as crazy and drunk as she was when I left her in that shithole in miami. Leaving her to drink herself retarded in her apartment back in Chicago makes me wonder if I should be there to help her along, you know? Who’s going to hold her hair back when she’s throwing up in people’s mail boxes? Who’s ( Read more... )