Saturday, March 29, 2008

woke up spitting seaweed off of my face

quicksand is the water I am treading...


Mixed metaphor anyone?


Truth: "Even if a mixed metaphor sings, it should be derailed"

where to go from here

I'm not happy teaching high school. I'm not happy with what I'm writing. I need to find something else to do. Thinking about the future is hard to do when all you want is to make it how you want it. You run the possibilities through your head, account for all of the variables, figure out how you can make things the way you want them. In the end, though, it never turns out how you imagined it. It will inevitably leave you dissatisfied. Being grateful for what you already have is a good thing to do, but that inherently makes you not try for something better. I want something better. I know what I want, and that's what kills me.

I would love to live in Chicago or somewhere like it. Boston, maybe. Maybe somewhere in Michigan or Wisconsin. Though, thinking about those places and their unbearably cold winters doesn't sound too appealing. I kind of love Florida. The weather here is perfect. Maybe I'll move to Miami. I loved it there. Or maybe I'm just remembering and holding on to my time visiting there last summer. Or maybe I say the word maybe too much. Maybe, just maybe, that's my problem. Perhaps?


Truth: it always was

Oh, and come in here and rub my......ego.

you're my beloved... just don't know it yet.


Forgive me for shooting you glances in the dark.



underestimating the waves...

there's no possible way to go back now


Finally I have a computer that works. There's nothing worse than a computer with all of your writing on it crashing out of nowhere. I'm just glad I backed up everything before it went. God, that would have sucked to lose all of that and retype all that I had printed out already.

And I finally have a bedroom I can actually almost live in. It's a storage shed no more. Now if I could just buy a bed and some bookcases and get rid of the last few boxes I'll be all set.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

the split

how the hands look so strange apart...

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

ignorance is (not) bliss

"If you won't learn our language, get the hell out of our country." I wouldn't have a problem if English became America's national language. Though, I don't think it should. But why is it that the ones who always argue that it should be our national language, the ones who condemn those who have yet to learn English, are the ones who have themselves not yet mastered our language? Yes, I realize you "ain't skeered" by anything liberals have to say, and that, on the issue of making English as our official language, you want to "Git-R-done." But honestly, learn how to construct a coherent fucking sentence and quit proving to the world that, while English isn't our national language yet, ignorance certainly is. Oh, and American is not a language, moron.


Over 85% of the world's problems could be resolved by the abolition of ignorance. Over 80% of this country is ignorant. Interesting. Very interesting.

numbing charade...

I feel like crap. My chest hurts; I can't stop coughing; I'm completely clogged; and my joints feel like someone is driving nails through them. I feel like pulling my arms off and gouging out my eyes.

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

six feet

If Hillary does get the Democratic nomination and eventually goes on to run the country, the ground will gladly accept us.

progress, not regress

Republican: We are 100% for equal rights.
Democrat: Well, what about blacks and other minorities, women, homosexuals, the poor?
Republican: Yeah. They're equal, too. Of course, not equal to us rich white guys, but to each other. And dog shit.


How to be a true Republican: Believe that making millions is the American dream and a God-given right, as long as you're white; Believe that God said that homosexuality is wrong because the Bible said so, but forget the fact that the Bible was written by man and man is inherently corrupt; Believe that leaving no child behind in the educational system means leaving every child behind in the educational system; Believe that financing educational progress isn't important as long as we have big bombs; Believe that Democracy should be spread across the globe no matter how many people have to die to accomplish our goal; Believe that all countries deserve our help so long as they have something to give us, like oil (sorry Africa); Believe that everything that's wrong with our country is the fault of those crazy liberals because they believe in true equality and progress.

shut your face...

Being Billy Boy's lapdog for eight years in the White House hardly qualifies as political experience. Oh, yeah. You sure know how to stand up for yourself. "Oh wait, you want the other cheek? Again?" Shame on you, Hillary Clinton. Shame on you.

One point twenty-one gigawatts?!?!?!?

Democrat: We're all about the future.
Republican: The future? Isn't that where Reagan is from?

52 words for snow

It's kind of like when you are looking for something and stumble upon something completely different you once looked for but eventually gave up on finding. You're natural reaction is to say, "Oh, I've been looking for this," even though you haven't for some time. Yeah. It's kind of like that.