My Aunt Sylvia
I think my Aunt Sylvia would have been some sort of artist if she’d been born later or into a different family.
On Friday nights, when there was nothing else to do, she used to tell me, “Go get the keys from your daddy. Let’s see the […] Continue Reading…
I want to go to the beach.
This weekend, I want to drive to Galveston. I haven’t yet been to the beach all summer. It’s been rainy and I’ve been busy. But not this weekend. I forbid it to rain and I will put my work aside for a while, […] Continue Reading…
I want to marry a robot.
Here’s my dilemma:
Not only am I a very strong person facing responsibilities and pressure from all sides (single motherhood, lack of child support, stressful day job, violent kitten), which, on their own would be enough to drive anyone insane, but, ALSO, I have this […] Continue Reading…
Dream Detail
Skip this one if you hate reading other people’s dreams. It won’t hurt my feelings.
I keep dreaming of my late Aunt Sylvia lately, which is something I hardly ever do. I don’t care if you believe me or not, but I think she only appears in my dreams […] Continue Reading…
Linkelodeon
1. The Worst Romance Novel Covers of 2003. Except that, by “Worst”, I think they actually meant “disturbingly freaking awesome”.
2. “I don’t have any toenails that pretty but I think I have one that’s sort of a pretty greenish-yellowish color. if it weren’t for my wife I think I […] Continue Reading…
You don’t know how to hurt me.
You can touch me as hard as you want but I don’t feel it unless it feels good. Otherwise, I’m impervious. Calloused. Sensors unreceptive.
You can tell me whatever you want but I don’t hear it unless it’s amusing. Selective hearing. Change the channel.
The […] Continue Reading…
Morning vs Afternoon
In the morning I understand my job okay. Nothing’s really too hard for me here. But in the afternoon, it somehow works out that there are nothing but difficult things left on my desk. Things that I will never be able to understand… until tomorrow morning.
I took […] Continue Reading…
The Thoughts I Just Got Finished Having
Forget that stuff I said about only sleeping with guys who’re in love with me. I don’t care about that anymore – especially if I’m not planning to be in love with them. Now the thing I’d enjoy is to sleep with guys […] Continue Reading…
A Bad Feeling
Something almost as bad as loneliness is boredom. Especially boredom you can’t escape.
The walls are beige, the carpet’s dark beige, all the metal and fake wood are beige and brown. The prints on the walls are beige. And brown. And taupe. And gray. And gray-ish, brown-ish purple.
This, […] Continue Reading…
I hate haters.
I hate feeling apprehensive about other people’s resentment.
I hate feeling like I can’t wear new clothes or have a manicure without hearing someone say, “Must be nice. I wish I could afford new clothes and a manicure.”
I hate feeling like I can’t share good news about my […] Continue Reading…
