Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Some questions to consider.

Adrian, tell me:

How am I capable of sitting in this chair for this many hours without getting any significant work done? Am I destined to always be this unfocused and distracted? Should I get an Adderall prescription? I took an ADHD test online once and passed with flying colors. I don’t need an Adderall prescription- maybe just a drug dealer and a book about time management.

I do not want to waste my life. Am I wasting my life? I’m not wasting my life.

I want to know what I should be doing. I know what I’m doing. I’m doing it.


Be an angel will ya?  

It's late late late for this late bloomer.

I have failed.

This is a sigh and a vent and a big what the fuck.

In my efforts to stay distracted- to fill the void your ridiculous absence created- I gave my time, energy, and love to others.

I have nothing to show for it.
I am hidden behind wigs and garments.
Photographs and laugh gags.

I'll just keep laying golden eggs I suppose.

People seem to like them.

My neck will eventually make a fine paté.





Wednesday, October 1, 2014

Oldie but goodie

Oh, the paradox of solitude! How I desired thee in company. How I abhor thee now in loneliness.

how to sleep

  1. Consistency is vitally important.
    • Set a regular bedtime. Go to bed at the same time every night. ...
    • Wake up at the same time every day. If you're getting enough sleep, you should wake up naturally without an alarm. ...
    • Nap to make up for lost sleep. ...
    • Be smart about napping. ...
    • Fight after-dinner drowsiness.

  2. Lie about the time zone. 






Sunday, August 31, 2014

A D C M

He was born in Riverside, CA in 1981.
He had jet black hair and almond shaped eyes.
His fingers were long and slender.
He had a great wide smile, and the best teeth ever.
He was my man, my baby, and he died after we had a fight.
I woke up and he was gone.
Never go to bed angry or sad if you can avoid it.


Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Indulging in you.

Indulging in you
is impossible.
It is the opposite of celebration.
I cannot sit on thoughts of you for too long
as your absence
and the memory of your presence
mixed together
produce overwhelming sorrow.
There is nothing I could do that would
make me feel good
when it comes to you.
All experience is laced with hurt
with longing

with where the fuck are you?

Monday, June 30, 2014

Bad News Day

Ramen Tonight

Instead of

Sleeping Pills.