I’ve been doing it all wrong for the past 10 years. The coffeeshop is not the destination. It is the journey, the waystation, the pit stop. It is the refreshment break on the way to somewhere else where I’m actually doing something with my life. I should’ve picked up on this years ago, but I …
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Stutter
It’s a late Friday night alone, and my demons are talking at me. They’re telling me that since I am alone, late on a Friday night, that I obviously must have done something wrong with my life. That there had to be one missed opportunity, one blind moment, one bad mistake early on in my …
Feaster Unday
What bothers me most about Easter is that it becomes brutally apparent to me how different I and my ideologies are from those around me. There are a few christian holidays a year, and it’s on those days that those in my various circles of friendship, who are otherwise filial and unobtrusive, get irritatingly noisy. …
Carrier Feedback Relay
Apparently, the Texas Relays are in town, meaning downtown is supposed to be fucked up with traffic, cruising, and young adults hooping it up after competitions. Whoopty-shit. Hope I can park somewhere near the venue when I go see VNV Nation tomorrow night. Don’t care if I gotta pay ten bucks to do it. Looking …
Warm Forward Pie
Raise your hand if you’re not ready for the onslaught of the workweek. Raise your other hand if you don’t want it to happen an hour earlier. Raise your left leg if you like warm spring-like weather. Open windows are a godsend. I took advantage of today’s awesomeness to clean house. Spring cleaning? Why not. …