so i read this fucking awesome huffpo essay the other day called, "why you're not married." it was passed to me by my close friend (who's married). she'd received it from her husband of all people and when i read it, i thought, WOW. WHO IS THIS WOMAN. HELL YES. DAMN. SHE SHUT IT DOWN. [...]
Month: February 2011
thursday
biutiful
the pulse of this movie is so much slower than what is shown in the trailer... it's a death pulse, fading and returning, fading, every moment in between growing longer... a heart beating just fast enough to be alive. i watched the movie biutiful and since then, i have been asking people if they've seen [...]
on my way to temp gig #726
joy in repetition
judging. judging self all over every thought. paralyzed by repetitive thoughts. maybe i should find the joy in repetition? keep thinking i should write something, quick. jot down a note, a word, a few graphs on how i feel about this day, my dad's first birthday post-mortem. judging though. self. the unwritten. the readership. what [...]
wtf
i feel like a straight up loser now. this time last year--and i mean down to the day--i said i wanted the same shit i want now, and at the same time i wanted it before. come spring, blah, blah, blah. WTF!? i don't have it. i want the same shit at the same time, [...]
the blizzard ate the groundhog
this afternoon, as the blizzard subsided, the fun inside my home began. we were snowed in. all of us. at the same time. all day long. on a wednesday. my happiest moment was sitting outside, (butt sinking) in a huge snowbank, on the side of the road, eating fresh snow with my kid, and waving [...]
no longer is the poor spirit of the t relegated to second fiddle
in january, i must say, i changed my thinking some. and i am pretty pleased with what i'll call the progress. i needed it. my brain was all....leader and shit. poor spirit of the t relegated to second fiddle. sad. but now...in january... it was good. interesting. small wonders. little bits of amazing. the mental [...]
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