Yesterday, the first thing I saw when I left my building on the way to work was a small, dead rat lying by the curb. It looked uninjured, but it was lying on its back in the street, totally intact. I think a stray cat must have killed it, then spooked when I came out the door and left it lying there. I wonder if it ate it later or if a car came along and smashed it.
When I got to work, my fresh
Well, I think my ESP clocked into this one. My soul mate just had a baby. I can't eve fathom what to write about it except... yay!
Henceforth, this shall be....
A JOURNAL!
I don't even care about Halloween this year. This is bad sign. Two years ago I made Jack-O-Lanterns. Last year I tried to find a good party and almost fought a drunk Dominican man while dressed as a dead French whore.This year I just want to sit at home and ache.
Hello, little blog. We have spent some time apart. Much has happened, and my hands ache.But you know, it just came upon me, this thought, as I was doing some watching of pornography for work... How strange it is that we have made the experience of pleasure a "bad" thing in our world. How odd that our bodies' greatest purpose and greatest joy has been morphed into something hidden and degraded and
