I've been thinking about my body image/appearance issues lately. I'm a chubby girl. (Life-long broken thyroid, really hard to lose weight, wonky metabolism, blah blah blah.) On bad days this makes me feel awkward and uncomfortable. On really bad days I hate myself for it and don't want to see or talk to anyone. On good days I am fully in touch ( Read more... )

There is power in being a wronged party. It is especially potent when the person who does you harm feels badly about it-the apology, maybe even tears-it makes the pain that much more delicious. The sinking heart leaps to high moral ground like a ram on a mountantop. Anger is mitigated by that secret 'I'm right and you're wrong' tapdance. Righteous ( Read more... )

Sagittarius ( Read more... )

See, the thing about my girl Jacque is that she brings the party wherever she goes. Thus I found myself at Jax's aunt's beach house yesterday at 4pm with a drink in my hand and kept a drink in my hand until I went to bed...whenever that was. The beach house was gorgeous, all wood paneled and surprisingly spacious. We went to dinner (more drinks, ( Read more... )

I went out last night with some of my favorite people and had a really fun time. However, it would seem that a bowl of soup + 4 glasses of wine = not enough food and wine hitting me way too hard. I came home and fell into a very dark mood. I concluded that I am a complete loser, unloveable and undeserving of anything good in life. I know, right? Me ( Read more... )

Hangover. Haven't had one of these for a while ( Read more... )

Just stopping by lj, making sure i didn't tipsy-post last night. It looks like I'm in the clear. I went to a reading last night for the first time in a long, long time. I'm glad I did. A few years ago Jeff White said of the Newark reading 'it's like church. It's what you do on Tuesdays.' Last night I was thinking about how reading space is sacred ( Read more... )

Pandora.com just started playing 'If I Only Had a Brain' by MC 900ft Jesus ( Read more... )

Hi interwebz ( Read more... )

I've had my myspace up all morning but I haven't been surfing around. I've been listening to my profile song nonstop. I feel like I'm 16 again & it's the summer before senior year. We're on our way home from a week on Cape Cod and there's a boy I will forget in a few months who I can't stop thinking about now. I have The Smiths' Meat is Murder ( Read more... )