on tacky lights and bunko nights. December 17, 2009

zoom zoom goes the car.
blare blare goes the avril.
swing low, scream high.
drink the wine, taste the sky.
love the breeze, light the candles,
stop.
see the lights (ooh ahh)
so many lights (ooh ahh)
stop.
catch your son smoking pot.
blame it on his father’s shot.
the shot the shot the shot the shot.
what and how and why and when?
he’s not coming [...]

reindeer gays. December 16, 2009

it’s just these few things. they legalized gay marriage in washington DC today according to my fabulous friend brandon’s status update. cool that i get my news from facebook and not a viable source… like yahoo.
lauren and i watched up tonight, and it was JA’DORABLE. seriously, tears. damnit if i want to be an old [...]

QUETH-CHINZ. December 14, 2009

How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you are? probably like 24. or 5 and a half. either one could work.
Which is worse, failing or never trying? come on, never trying. i make a lot of bad life choices and would-be regrets but usually they are too funny to forget, regret, [...]

tasty white girl. December 5, 2009

to start, i’m not racist. but every time i go to a party (i am not embellishing) the single or maybe two black men find me, touch my hair, grab my butt, call me “a tasty white girl” (NOT KIDDING) and proceed to start dancing with me. this exact scenario happened tonight. this has happened [...]

Protected: “…even wasting the time with you doesn’t matter if i think it through.” November 26, 2009

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run-on sentence world population one. November 17, 2009

what’s a meteor? i fell and it fell we fell but not apart just down. i’m sitting at my desk my disorganized chaotic block of studying that i don’t use for studying a lot. there are tissues because my nose is running away far away from me. here’s some advice don’t let it whipcrack your [...]

dear vince, November 12, 2009

today something on tv made me think of you. i wonder if you realized you were different. and i wonder if that hurt you, or if you just dealt with the hand you were played in life. i think you did. you made lemonade, you made the best out of everything. i don’t know if [...]

the whole pole & 44th street. November 11, 2009

i need 49 pages of writing to detail how much i miss bryn and cole. seriously. the only people in this world who can make me cringe at how much more inappropriate they are than me. that’s goddamn heroic.
this summer was one of incessant shenanigans. such as: cole and i driving around virginia beach aimlessly [...]

what i said before, November 5, 2009

i meant it. my back is breaking.

Babar. November 4, 2009

“The Babar the Elephant book is sitting in front of me. I pick it up and start reading it. I remember reading it as a small Boy and enjoying it and pretending that I was friends with Babar, his constant Companion during all of his adventures. He went to the moon, I went with him. [...]