30 questions, one drunken night in wbl.

1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?
dad's house is boring.

2. When is the next time you will have sex?
i'm never having sex again, as always.

3. What's a word that rhymes with "DOOR"?
score!

4. Favorite planet?
i rather enjoy venus.

5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your mobile?
katie. . .i knew it.

6. What is your favorite ring on your phone?
number 11, the one where tessa giggles.

7. What shirt are you wearing?
a little brown tank top. it's new.

8. Do you "label" yourself?
yeah. i'm an asshole.

9. Name the brand of shoes you're currently wearing?
i have bare feet.

10. Bright or Dark Room?
dark. preferably when its night.

11. What do you think about the person who took this survey before you?
it was taryn. we are going to rock it at mollys wedding saturday.

12.if you're alone in a room with two beds, which one do you sleep on?
the one with better pillows.

13. What were you doing at midnight last night?
drinking at a dinky little place in white bear.

14. What did your last text message say that you received on your mobile?
"PUFF PUFF PASS!" it's 4/20, you know the drill.

15. Where is your letter box?
it occurs to me this is written by some damn brits, because i don't have a freaking mobile and i certainly don't have a letterbox! yeah its by the back door.

16. What's a word that you say a lot?
obnoxious

17.Who told you he/she loved you last?
charlie jandrich, but i was laughing and he was lying.

18. Last furry thing you touched?
i try not to come into contact with many furry things.

19. How many drugs have you done in the last three days?
just the regular alcohol.

20. How many rolls of film do you need to get developed?
taking pictures is hard for me to remember to do, so none.

21. Favorite age you have been so far?
i really liked 17. i never thought i would make it that far, so i made the most of it.

22. Your worst enemy?
pretty girls whose thighs don't touch.

23. What is your current desktop picture?
its a matisse painting of a naked woman on a lounge chair with some oranges. it's pretty.

24. What was the last thing you said to someone?
"k goodnight," to sister kate.

25. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to fly, which would you take?
fly, duh. if someone just gave me a million dollars, i would drop dead in pure shock.

26. Do you like someone?
no. . .at least i don't think so.

27. The last song you listened to?
"dancing in the dark," bruce springsteen. you know, the boss.

28. If the last person you spoke to was getting shot at, would you jump in front of the bullet?
holy shit yes. thats my darling one and only little sis. if she caught the bullet i would want to die too. and that is hardcore.

29. If you could punch 1 person in the face who's in your life right now, who would it be?
ha. that reminds me of the time when silas wanted to punch that girl in the face "until she died." that was sweet. um. . .i would punch. . .well no one in the face. thats mean.

30. What is the closest object to your left foot?
my right knee. thats right, i am sitting indian style (thats cross-legged to you) on the floor in my sisters room.


um. . .this was stupid and sobering. i'm never doing this again.



and ps. i am mad that i'm not going to chicago tomorrow. shooot.

static radio

on a day as gray as today,
i've got the radio on, sitting alone
surrounded by familiar things, in a vaguely familiar place,
and feeling like a complete stranger.

the pulsating waves of music infiltrate the air,
i breathe it deep
in and out.
a constant buzz doesn't interfere, doesn't annoy.

instead it echoes the sounds i imagine the clouds are making outside.
low, constant, unchanging
comforting.

black tea has all the caffeine i need.

i felt like i was having "a case of the mondays," until i realized that it is tuesday. which makes my case of the mondays even worse.
this black tea is both my savior and my sustenance,
my current addiction.
i cannot even see the sun, but i know it's shining there in the southern sky because of the rays bouncing off the building to the north and falling into my lap.


good lord (in honor of easter).
i have a wedding to attend this weekend.
there had better be an open bar.

the chocolate cake voices

i have had the same bob dylan disc on rotation for the last three days. oddly enough, i'm not ready to throw it out the window.

"he was a friend of mine."

it reminds me of Ramblin' Jack Elliott's story about being snowed in on a mountain with nothing but The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan record. after being stuck there a few days, being able to play Don't Think Twice, It's Alright like it was nothing.

"let me die in my footsteps, before i go down under the ground."

today i feel like i could pick up a harmonica and make something beautiful come out of it like dylan does. but for the sake and sanity of the people around me, i promise i won't even try.

last night i dreamt

last night i dreamt that i had tattoos.

two of them:
one on my thigh and one across my stomach.
they were strings of small red flowers
and i loved them.

i woke up and wondered where they went.
half relieved, and half missing them.