Tuesday, July 6, 2004
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 … Read the rest!
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 … Read the rest!
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 … Read the rest!
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. … Read the rest!
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 … Read the rest!
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 … Read the rest!
My book’s on Barnes & Noble now.
For those of you who wanted to preorder my book from Barnes and Noble instead of Amazon – it’s there now.… Read the rest!
Two Pieces of Correspondence
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Also – there’s a guy here in IT who runs a choir for everyone in our buildings, and he wants me to join the choir, and I don’t want to because everybody makes fun of … Read the rest!
No, I’m not going to stop talking about the book. No one can make me stop.
I put up a picture of my book’s cover.
If there’s anything y’all think I should put on that page, like three-word excerpts … Read the rest!
Awesome
Okay, I’m gonna quit googling myself now and go to sleep.… Read the rest!
The Boyfriend Entry
(Dude, reread that title. Sounds freaky, doesn’t it?)
Guys who used to be my boyfriends, when I was young and gauche, in rough chronological order:
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