Worthless and angry and righteous
Tearing down statues of a blind messiah
Commonplace conjecture
More taboo than any corporate broadcasting company could air at any time
Untouchable
Destroy the voyeurism implicit in the show by using fragmented sets, and exposed lighting instruments
Technique being the test of sincerity.
Exhausted and frustrated and perpetually enthused
Do you really think it would be that awkward?
That unmanageable
Do you really think it’s worth risking the best possible outcome to avoid the worst?
Busy busy getting out more. Open options. Good times to be had.
Too personal, cramping the style
So much so that no one can tell what anyone’s intentions are.
So intentional.
Never cryptic, but euphemized, and only slightly stolen
And you still give me heartburn
And I’m still so prudent, just loaded with tact
Do you think it would be that awkward? Because I don’t.
This is directed at every single person ever to have known all along what they were about, and the unlikely places where one might find inspiration.
My head hurts and I haven’t slept in days
It’s Friday night and I’m basically broke until next payday
Maybe I’m the witch; just singing that slut to death
Just sticking around work…
Off the clock.
On his turf.
His music.
His show.
The girl who magnifies my ennui
After the boy who gives me heart burn
I’d bet it’s great for his ego
I cast my eyes aside like the soggy last bite of some oily leaf and twig hippie-snack
I had you psycho analyzed from day one.
No, you fucking didn’t, dude
That demanding lie
But what could that boy know about me?
My head hurts,
And I haven’t slept in days
This anti-functional dizzy illness
Too many chemicals,
or maybe not enough
At least I have the dignity to be explicit
I’m gross and objective
I’m an object
I didn’t know art like that was happening in this town…
Off the clock
His turf
His music
His show
The spirit of gravity is strong with you
A very particular breed of dork
Something gorgeous and ugly at the same time
Something that sticks
Something that’s wet
Someone that knows to exist is a verb
Do you believe there is intelligent life on other planets?
I'm starting to doubt intelegent life on this planet
What is, or used to be, your SSB (secret single behavior)?
Submitted by Dee.
My Secret Single Behavior.
I romance people who don't participate.
I pretend I don't want someone.
I eat ibprofine like it's going out of style.
I sleep naked anyway
I stay home alot.
I write terrible prose
What were you doing one year ago today?
Submitted by CassandraMorgan.
a year ago today...
I wasn't hanging out with the girl
I was playing on the internet alot
I was open micing with a vengence
I was working at subway
I wasn't sure of much
I was a murderer
at work, after i had already clocked out, after i had gone to class and changed clothes. i found myself standing outside facing him without talking to him, talking to someone else. clearing up littler drama. just waiting, pussyfooting around. not saying a damn thing. imediately when contact, if even just between eyes, had been made, the girl stood infront of me without a word, as if i was never there. as if i was in her way.
she called me later. like we were friends. asking to hang out. she wanted me to go look at some new thing she bought. something she knew i didn't care about. as cold as i can be. like ice. like stone. go away. fuck off.
it's not the drama, or the boy. the boy is replaceable. the drama is stupid. either way what it is isn't one of those documentable things. i can't really take down the times of every time the girl does this shit. it's little things, like plagerism. the stupid internet comment of my words posted by her.
I complain... I complain alot about the television situation in my apartment. I have a single antenna that picks up NBC. This means that on days like today when between 3 and 4 pm I have little or nothing to do, I watch the Dr. Phill show.
Today on the show there was this couple. She was depressed, so she stopped working. He wanted to take care of her (how cute) so he stopped working. It somehow escaped their attention that their FOUR CHILDREN (ages 10-15) might still need food and things like that. Since no money was coming in, they lost their house and now live in a recreational vehicle.
Being the good Christian he is, Dr. Phill set up for their housing to be on a sliding scale, got her some counseling for the depression, bought them new furnature, the whole shibang.
My mother (top notch lady) and her husband have a bussiness together. Even though they ARE NOT good Chistians (in fact, they're not any kind of Chistians) have spent the fast few years finding the money for, and overseeing the building of a facilaty that now houses and cares for 91 people who otherwise would be living on the street... none of them had the luxury of the RV.
In summation, I think it was a very nice thing for Dr. Phill do... Only the broadcasting it on national television was gross. It was vulgar, and it must have been humiliating for those poor kids.
My mom isn't rich. She never was. She probably never will be. Those 91 people have homes now. They have shelter and food and working showers. My sister and I never went to bed hungry, we never had to worry about where our next meal was coming from. I have no reason to complain.
Poverty in America is real. People with television shown are not the only ones who do something about it.
What's the most memorable building you've lived in?
Submitted by Shelly.
I lived in Woodbridge, VA for ten years... that's half of my life.
We lived in that house from the time I was 5 until I was 15. So so so many things happened in that house and to me while I was living there. Not all of them were bad, not all of them were good. Mostly the mundane happened. I brushed my teeth, I slept, I ate, I played bored games, I watched television, I hugged my mother.
I really don't remember anything for the house we lived in in Amherst, Mass. And all of my memories from the house in Chesapeake are too tragic to even reference. Nottaway Dr was like a year long experiment in freedom. The apartment I live in now, well, I have a feeling that in fifteen years it will be very memorable. I've been here for a year and some change. Literally, I've been here for some change.
** Jessica Montgomery is a character that I've been playing with. Enjoy.**
The presumptuous notions she walked into every situation with sped her heart rate every time. The way she was trying to convince herself with a cigarette that she was not sure she parked near the right building. Only a little dressed up, hair down, she never looked at him in the eye. She had waited for The Girl to get there so she could avoid any kind of real contact with him.
She fained interest in the football statistics rolling across the TV screen and rolled her eyes when The Girl sitting next to her oh-so-subtly screamed her own name waiting for someone to notice.
Maybe that's what I should be doing. She let the thought complete itself, but stopped it there. Her every nerve pushed her away from any kind of extroverted action. She had learned from past mistakes with an entire spectrum of girlfriends to never admit to any romantic interests. Lately, she had been abstaining from even the pursuit of companionship. Her lonely gut urged her to make some kind of forward action while her bitter and vulgar mind reared back on the most basic of human impulses.
Let's make a list. What are 20 things in your life that you're grateful for?
Inspired by wyndslash.vox.com.
1. Oxygen, I'm a fan and could not chemically survive without it.
2. Modern medicine.
3. HBO's America Undercover specials, fun and uncensored!
4. HBO's original series (Six Feet Under, Sex and the City, The Sopranos, Carnivale, Oz, The Wire...)
5. Open mic nights everywhere.
6. Toilet paper.
7. Toilets.
8. Italian genetics, thank you for the lovely hair and good apitite!
9. Speaking of apitite, pasta!!
10. Sream-o, emo-punk and emo-pop... music to cut yourself by (if you didn't know, that one's a funny funny joke)
11. Vulgarity.
12. Bar tenders and cashires alike who don't know any better
13. Movies like Donnie Darko and Fight Club and American Beauty... basicly the film season of 99-2000
14. Authors like Ayn Rand ans Chuck Palihniuk and Brett Easton Ellis
15. Thinkers like Thurough and Emerson and Nieztche and Jaspers and Paine and Locke and...
16. The History Channel
17. VH1 specials
18. Pornography on the internet
19. Pornography on TV, DVD and VHS
20. My five senses, without which I could not interperate the world at all.
I'm greatful for a great many things, these 20 are in no particular order.
