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sesame spackled advice
on Nov 29, 1999 in drunken blogging food porn raising hops into beers Art Children Cooking Home James Blunt Kids and Teens Lyrics Mr. Noodle Music Sesame Sesame Street Shopping Thomas Thomas Keller For all the people who judge, who are quick with their advice, telling me how to live my life, or how they'd live theirs if they were me, I say this: as much as I want a laundry room with wallpaper to match, with watercolor paintings of clothes pins...
It's too bad I cut back on drinking, because I sort-of love horrible, drunken, embodiment prose.
on Jul 8, 2008 in embodiment drunken blogging I've lost track of who I am writing this to. If I ever knew. But this is what I want.You, standing close to me while I take off my flesh. I will carefully peel back the layers of my eyes - conjunctiva, cornea, sclera, iris, lens, retina, macula, v...
Drunken poetry, Part the Trillionth
on Aug 10, 2008 in drunken blogging longing I want to crawl inside your voice, sleep against the plushness of your vocal chords.
In June, we are going to be friends again. And all I will say is "Thank you."
on Nov 29, 2008 in drunken blogging Last night I dreamt of you. And houses. I dreamt of you and houses last night.And I woke up. To a three-legged cat who needed to be fed. To a paper that needed to be written because it was due seven months ago. To a desire for a cigarette, even...
love: it's a sadass coldplay song. sorry, but it is.
on Apr 10, 2009 in breakups & breakthroughs dating & mating drunken blogging introspection life lessons life observation married to it I was dating Oliver, who believed Coldplay's "The Scientist" was actually about a scientist. "Have you not listened to the lyrics?" I asked as I swigged down the last of our wine. "Yes, baby, and it's very sad. No more sad music for my baby." I opene...