February 2009
4 posts
smears
i sat in the aisle seat of a darkened train straining to watch the early morning landscape glide through the window. the girl next to me was burrowed under a blanket, and i hesitatingly inclined my head toward her to get a better view of the gray, snowy plains that stretched out for miles. the cars swayed, pushing everyone into and away from each other in a sort-of pattern, but i braced my legs...
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my metaphor after learning i'll be at minimum wage...
“think about it. its like having a 6 year old kid, and you spend all this time setting up his lemonade stand—you even paint the stupid ply-wood orange or whatever color he wants—and train him up in the centuries old art of mixing water, lemons, and sugar, making sure he has the perfect ratios of each and all, and suddenly its 100 degrees outside and there are 30 customers lined...
January 2009
8 posts
Watchif more people had a duck in their lives…
expedition...
…was a success. photos of baked goods will shortly follow.
an expanse of white.
the snow curtailed all my plans for the morning. so i’m making a terribly cute grocery list and after my trek to wally-world i’ll spend my day baking and listening to placebo.
indentured
its pretty fitting that the last words i said to him were “fuck you.” my liberal use of expletives was just one of the little things he disliked throughout our relationship. he also disapproved of keeping an online journal. and eating sweets. and working too much. and spending time with my family. and being religious. so, one by one, i tried to give those things up. i never wrote,...
“Its effect on the soul is neither uplifting nor degrading - it merely irritates...”
– Leo Tolstoy, The Kreutzer Sonata
insomnolence...
…because sleeping is for the weak. and those without worry.