Dear Journal,

Hello! This is Natasha Rose, reporting from the Oasis. I regret to inform you that I'm compulsively cleaning, but the homeless shelter still smells like ass. Sometimes I feel like I should agressively toss these people in the shower, but I'm afraid of their level of arousal, and my risk of getting raped.

I clean the tables with bleach ( Read more... )

I'm so tired

Hello my ever-so-patient journal.  I do suppose you're the only one left with patience for me, or anything else that matters to me.  What is to say besides I drank entirely too much Red Stripe at the bar?  Yes, I walked home, falling down and awoke feeling like a plague.  I am but a plague, destroying myself.  I'm so sad that I lost one hundred ( Read more... )

I kind of like the way I feel in my red little mittens.  It's the most precious I've been in a long time.

Although the ground is always cold, it never snows here.  I keep waiting for that drop, the miraculous event of precipitation, but it always fails to appear.  Sometimes the sky is orange-opaque.  I pretend the snow is coming, but I am, ( Read more... )

Today is today, which happens to be an exhausting sigh. Books on top of books upon books thinking about how much I feel like I should quit my job, and Macbeth  arguing about nutrition, food stamps and a mean hurricane lady named Katrina.

Oh dear,

I am so sorry this makes no sense at all.  It could be because I'm a zombie possessed night owl ( Read more... )

Maybe I've lost all self-interest in myself, which will explain why I am so disappointed when everything around me falls apart.  I suppose it's ok. I just wish I knew what the fuck I am doing!  Really, so much goes on around me and my life still feels dead.  It's all so unbeneficial and nothing I ever want.  I understand, you don't always attain ( Read more... )

Sometimes I miss so many people.  -But the aching was here long before they ever were

Finally, shit starts happening in my life that doesn't make me want to pull the covers up over my head and stay stuck in my sheets forever!  Today was lovely, and no, I was not sexually harassed by the homeless.  I got a lovely pair of purple mary janes (forty dollars off the original price) and a new turquoise ring.  What else...I got my grades ( Read more... )

I'm tired, I'm tired, everything is so tired. I feel exhaustion creeping up my bones, but I'm awake, and my eyes won't close, and my mind won't stop, and these thoughts aren't clear. I feel like a client of mine, except my teeth are healthy and i hate eating pastries. They are all so differently insane that the logic of it all never begins. -But i ( Read more... )

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