i just watched the shawshank redemption for the umpteenth time, but was joined by my parents for the latter portion of it. there are people who watch such a movie, and rejoice in it, marveling at the craft and the purity of the message. then there are those that recoil, blinded by misunderstanding and consumed by fear. my parents, being of the ( Read more... )

yeah, i had my heart set on a "fuck the world, i'm reading and piss off for looking at me like that' night, but i headed down to cheapo's first, to rummage around for all the new finds i could get my hands on and see if carlos, skye, or jason were up there to shoot the shit with. i managed to make it there by 11:40, twenty minutes to closing, and i ( Read more... )

yeah man, the islands must be the fucking shangri-la of the planet. except that all the people i met immigrated from there ( Read more... )

sometimes i wonder if all these tedious lucubrations, toiled over in hours purloined from the lax ligature of the sandman with countless confections and coffee, will find their home in the encompassing recesses of ozymandias oblivion ( Read more... )

ok, so my short stories are clichéd.

i'm tired and screw it.