I usually don't talk about politics.
Hell, normally i'd go to great lengths to avoid even thinking about it - the main reason being that as little people, we rarely have the proper perspective or sufficient information to make an informed call -  but i think i just need to get this off my chest.

Now, for those of you (and i know that are a few) who ( Read more... )

 Under a blur of words, verbal decoys and apologetics, i was hit a mortal blow.
Bet she thought i was right handed, but alas -  ...
And so, i once again escaped the inevitable coup dè grace.

Why is it that every time you say 'thank you' it comes off as patronizing and untrue?
Every time you try to be nice and express gratitude, i cringe.

Thanks for the ( Read more... )

Healthy, sober or neither ( Read more... )

I can honestly say i did not expect to find i had lost my father. Not at 22 ( Read more... )

Yesterday i was asked whether i wanted 'diluted cow secretions' in my cofee.

I hang around weird people.

I used to have a very good female friend through my late military service ( Read more... )

Ungrateful little bastard that i am, i come to see why i don't talk much.
What could you possibly say? You're cute, but not that much more. Social candy.
Rubbish, i say. We both know you've got your wits about you.
So, what's the point? Is it blame?
Were i to get screwed over for listening to you, do you think i'd look to you for compensation?

If i were ( Read more... )

I got Leonard Cohen's 'Book of Longing', and i'm sold.

This is it
I'm not coming after you
I'm going to lie down for half an hour
This is it
I'm not going down on your memory
I'm not rubbing my face in it any more
I'm going to yawn
I'm going to stretch
I'm going to put a knitting needle
up my nose
and poke out my brain
I don't want to love you
for the rest of ( Read more... )

 My medic friend told me she wanted me to talk to her when i'm feeling down, and i said i'd make an effort - 
so it came that i called her circa 2100 from out on the street, to tell her my sister gave me a hug.

She didn't answer, and when she called back a couple of hours later the conversation went something along the lines of 'yeah, i saw you ( Read more... )

In a tiny little cave a dog is sleeping on his back, iron chains around his leg, but he's purring loud enough to snap.
I see blood around his snout, a smile that's bigger than his mouth;
they come to hurt him every day and stomp him back into a crouch but they will never quite cut through, 'cause he's got a little piece of you.
The time get's longer ( Read more... )

 This kid, damn beautiful, was sitting next to me, studying on the bus. Bible studies, it seemed ( Read more... )