I need to stop being weirdly obsessive over stupid things. Getting sucked in and making myself sick to the stomach just because I have to keep reading, thinking on, knowing about things that don't matter, things about which I really couldn't possibly care less. It's stupid and a waste of time, energy, emotion.

Nothing wants to be finished anymore ( Read more... )

I went to the doctor yesterday. Turns out there's a large parasite feeding on my brain. It lives on fear and grey-matter and instinctively knows to dwell in the area of the brain responsible for feelings of happiness and motivation, damaging the receptors there and inhibiting long-term feelings of contentedness and elation. I thought the doctor was ( Read more... )

I keep hearing ticks from the kitchen thinking I left the oven on but I see myself turning it off hours ago and when I check I am right. Why would I leave it on anyway, except for maybe warmth or, well never mind. It must be the settling, the heat releasing and metal shifting, as of a stiffening of bones. Tendons invaded by a chill shrinking on a ( Read more... )

Hrmmermermnimnomomnominosdqal.
Todo el mundo habla como no pueden oir nada. Battalia de los Locos.

Prisencolinensinainciusol.

Blah blah blah.
Blowing my writing gig I think. Oh, yeah, I have a writing gig. But I think I blew it/am in the process of blowing it. Go me.

Saw a girl lying in the street who had been hit by a car at Petit and Telephone. She ( Read more... )

Sunburn gone too far. Brainburn. Makes me think of "road hash."

Took a shower to melt. Only came out with aggravated redness. No soup for dinner tonight.

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Not sure where I'm going. Probably doesn't make much difference anyway.

Not enough rain to sing. I whistle, but it's not the same. Trill, trill, trill. Maybe the birds will be inspired.

Just one of those days. The night's been somehow brighter (look and you will see it glow).

Feeling the night like a bell--a hundred droplets that plink plink plink and ring out forever.
I am taken by the wave.

Haiti sitting in my head and held tightly between palms. I think of my fortune and am grateful.

Soon we will reclaim the earth
All the tears and ( Read more... )

Living a life of perpetual Sundays.

"We are like butterflies who flutter for a day and think it’s forever."
                                                                               -Carl Sagan

Happy New Year everyone.

Halloween was last weekend, I should have remembered. Now I'm sitting in Alice Cooper make-up listening to the Kinks on the stereo with no houses to haunt. She sits at my side, singing and consumed by her computer. Like I should talk.
The television plays silently, as it has done for hours, videos singing songs they never knew before.
Once more ( Read more... )

I lied about the coffee. It was weak. So am I.

What's with the SciFi channel changing its name to Syfy? Bloody stupid. NBC Universal: you suck. It was a rebranding project among other things. Well done, then--you got away from the generic "Sci-fi" term and brought yourselves closer to syphilis. That should be easy to market. Sex sells; Syfy's a ( Read more... )