Tuesday, April 29, 2003 | 7:14 p.m.

my ass hurts. i was sitting around in my towel and i think my butt cheeks fell asleep. life is exciting. i actually feel somewhat productive today and i have a couple things to work on later. woooo! i'm post-orgasm and post-shower. i'm eating an apple, sipping pear nectar, listening to music and looking outside my window every now and then. the weather's perfect and everything outside catches light of judgement as the sun sets.

Sunday, April 27, 2003 | 1:02 a.m.

friday five (.org) | april 25, 2003

1. What was the last TV show you watched?
'queer as folk,' sadly.

2. What was the last thing you complained about?
my roommate.

3. Who was the last person you complimented and what did you say?
laura. i told her "sober looks good on you."

4. What was the last thing you threw away?
a q-tip.

5. What was the last website (besides this one) that you visited?
craigslist: new york. the open forum to be exact.

Friday, April 25, 2003 | 11:19 p.m.

radiohead
there there

in pitch dark i go walking in your landscape
broken branches trip me as i speak
just cos you feel it doesn’t mean it’s there
just cos you feel it doesn’t mean it’s there
there's always a siren singing you to shipwreck
(dont reach out, don't reach out x2)
stay away from these rocks we'd be a walking disaster
(dont reach out, don't reach out x2)
just cos you feel it doesn't mean it;s there
(there’s someone on your shoulder x2)
just coz you feel it doesn't mean it’s there
(there’s someone on your shoulder x2)
feel it
why so green
and lonely x3
heaven sent you
to me x3
we are accidents waiting
waiting to happen
we are accidents waiting
waiting to happen

Friday, April 25, 2003 | 4:12 p.m.

Which Donnie Darko character are you? by Shay

Friday, April 25, 2003 | 1:14 a.m.

...."...just 'cause you feel it doesn't mean it's there."

Tuesday, April 22, 2003 | 1:26 a.m.

i got my ear pierced. our toilet is clogged. i have a headache. i'm going to shower, listen to radiohead and go to sleep.

'night

Monday, April 21, 2003 | 3:08 a.m.

if i love him so much, then why can't i stop being a cheap-ass slut? huh?

Monday, April 21, 2003 | 1:57 a.m.

*scatterbrain.....

* -seriously hooked on radiohead's new stuff. must go to field day fest.

Saturday, April 19, 2003 | 3:32 p.m.

friday five (.org) | april 18, 2003

1. Who is your favorite celebrity?
halle berry.

2. Who is your least favorite?
take your pick of teeny boppers.

3. Have you ever met or seen any celebrities in real life?
yup.

4. Would you want to be famous? Why or why not?
yes. but only for a week or so. just to show anyone who didn't ask me out or something to realize what they missed *wink*

5. If you had to trade places with a celebrity for a day, who would you choose and why?
can't really think of any. maybe jennifer lopez just to see if ben is all that great?

Wednesday, April 16, 2003 | 11:36 p.m.

i'm doing it tomorrow. i'm piercing my ear. cartilage. probably the right. i called the place i'm going to and asked a couple questions. it'll cost about 30 bucks. i'm doing research though. so far i haven't seen any articles or anything about really big risks. common thing i see is the mention that piercing guns for cartilage piercings (or any, other than earlobes). someone told me that already though.

i'm excited. i have to go into the city anyway. i'll get it done probably before i go to my writing group. i haven't been in ages (conflicted with gary's days off.)

**- this is evil blog #666

Tuesday, April 15, 2003 | 1:13 a.m.

this has to be one of the nicest things anyone's ever said to me:

:) < cmon > 04/14 21:42:12

youre a lot tougher than the stereotype most
people put you in. i think knowing this works for
you. they should know, and youre not afraid to
show it.

  http://forums.newyork.craigslist.org/?ID=5732590

Monday, April 14, 2003 | 12:52 p.m.

link: field day fest

i HAVE to go. no. really. i have to.

Monday, April 14, 2003 | 12:46 a.m.

mark can be a real insensitive fuck sometimes. seriously. he's sorta just done nothing but piss me off this weekend.

Monday, April 07, 2003 | 4:18 a.m.

i've been feeling something lately that is very different from ranger. but now, at this hour, he's seeped back into me. that wave. that warm wave of sadness. the one that makes my eyebrows wrinkle, my bottom lip retract. but more so out from trying to figure out what cause the shift and the sadness than the sadness itself. i flick day/week/month-images through my head and come up with nothing.

in a while, i'll get away from my computer, turn the tv off and fade quickly. i'll hope that by morning ranger's already fucked me and left. that way i can shower, have breakfast and get on with my day.

it's supposed to snow.

Monday, April 07, 2003 | 3:51 a.m.

toad the wet sprocket
something's always wrong

another day i call and never speak
and you would say nothing's changed at all
and i can't feel much hope for anything
if i won't be there to catch you when you fall

chorus:
again
it seems we meet
in the spaces
in between
we always say
it won't take long
but something's always wrong

another game of putting things aside
as if we'll come back to them sometime
a brace of hope
a pride of innocence
and you would say something has gone wrong

Friday, April 04, 2003 | 7:34 p.m.

heard: - on the subway today, girl about 12 to another girl

"i know how i'm going to die. i'll get run over or choke on something. i wanna die in silence or in a really loud club. but the club won't be cool because they might not find me for a while and i'll get trampled."