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About Me

MyGen Profile GeneratorDoes not trust coincidences. Collects wishbones and will one day use them all at once. Hides dollar bills in jean pockets to find later. Thinks Sea Monkeys look exactly like they do on the package if you look real close. Hangs chimes in windows to ward off evil spirits; knows the evil spirits will get in anyway. Overwhelms easily. Is fascinated by wood grain. Stacks things in perfect alignment. Sleeps lightly. Vacuums daily. Grows plants in jars to see what the roots will do without soil. Shoves things in drawers and closets, under beds and couches, in-between nooks and crannies to get them out of sight quickly. Seeks therapy. Reads regularly. Rescues worms from rain, but kills slugs with salt. Sometimes wears the same shirt that has been slept in. Knows that war is a sorry, inevitable consequence of human nature-- but doesn't have to accept it. Muffles screams in pillows often. Never answers the telephone. Avoids paying bills until the last minute. Receives late fees. Is bothered by racing thoughts, bouts of depression, and endless worry over trivial events…but, knows that you are too.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Someone who will really love me.

My Blog

When You Follow (I Run for the River)

I think aboutblood underwaterHumid tumorCloud of defectA damp cankerturned greenThe lineageescapes meand the knowledgenever clotsA cut so closeat the momentof birthwill fleecethe sheepCivilizationsof ...
Posted by on Tue, 24 Mar 2009 23:23:00 GMT

When Will You Come Here

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Posted by on Thu, 05 Mar 2009 01:56:00 GMT

On Self Hurting the Ones We Think We love

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Posted by on Tue, 03 Feb 2009 00:43:00 GMT

The Perfect Bloody Mary

Jessicas Bloody Mary:3 cubes ice2 shots vodka5 dash Louisiana hot sauce4 dash Worcestershire sauce3 dash A1 Steak sauce1 oz pickle juice2 dash Old Bay seasoning3 dash celery salt4 dash sea salt4 dash...
Posted by on Fri, 30 Jan 2009 01:50:00 GMT

On Becoming an Organ Donor

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Posted by on Mon, 22 Dec 2008 08:42:00 GMT

He Smoked Pall Malls

Whateverhappenedto theAmericandreamhe saidWhere Iworkedthere usedto be acafeteriaThere wasnogoing outto lunchThe bosswould comearoundwhile weate and askus aboutthe big gameHot dogsandCoca ColaThoseg...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Nov 2008 05:27:00 GMT

My Only Love Letter

When thirty sixinches of ayellow yard stick areoverwhelmingI knowI need to takesomethingto balancecolors andnumbersWhen tin cansmust face frontlike soup soldiersprepared to fightI knowI need to takeso...
Posted by on Sun, 09 Nov 2008 03:45:00 GMT

Our Lines (All Things in Life)

I won't letperfectionget in thewayof goodI won'tlet goodgetin the wayof averageI won'tlet averageget inthe way ofbarelytolerablebullshitI won'tlet barelytolerablebullshitget inthe wayof somethingworse...
Posted by on Sat, 08 Nov 2008 22:39:00 GMT

Elbows, Knees, and Neck

To the faithfulelbows in thedirt ofmornings I have woken upwithout knowledgeof my own bedTo the kneesin the waterof weekswithout bathingin the hallow ofmy overflowingculpabilityTo the gracefulneck of ...
Posted by on Sat, 08 Nov 2008 22:34:00 GMT

See Note: Index, Foreword, Prologue

We should write onlywith eraser tipped pencilsNothing we haveto say isworth our inkPigment stainedwood is worsethan bloodystreetsBullets beforea bindingBill ofRightsThe constitutionof mindsis doubtful...
Posted by on Fri, 07 Nov 2008 11:57:00 GMT