June 2010
26 posts
I love voicemail
The sound of that mechanical voice coming trough my phone is magical.
Fuck all of you I was trying to call tonight.
To:Kelly
If I called would you answer?
What should I say?why am I nervous?
you are my bestie
From Amber
Tonight
Friends. Soccer coach. High school. Nostalgia. Fuck it. Is that cynical? Fuck it. Today I looked up all those fucks on FaceBook and added them. Why? Because I am lonely? Because I feel as though I am missing them? No. I should have said HELL NO? I was not popular in high school and all those people I added were. I just wanted to relate, but they are all married or have a fuckin’ kid and that...
Oh 90’s music. Guilty pleasures I will never admit to.
“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply,...”
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This life
Tonight I am content beer, cigarettes, laundry, and a great conversation with my room mate. Feet up on the table outside on the porch. About to go in and listen to This American Life as I fall asleep.
Good night and good luck.
Do all gandmas pee in the shower?
Fruitless
My expedition was fruitless. Tell me how is it that when I go to the mall with $0 I find the cutest clothes and when I am determined to actually spend money on myself, there are no cute clothes to be had. Damn. I was on a quest this evening to find the perfect white summer dress.
A haulter top Eyelet fabric Maybe with pockets
Nowhere. None. Zilch. Instead what I find are floor length “maxi”...
today
Man, I can’t catch a break. I am running around like a chicken with it’s head cut off. once I know that I am caught up more clients show up or ugh. Can I just be done right now. I just want to go home and start drinking. Maybe I might go for a bike ride. I don’t know. I feel so lazy lately. I am just so worn out. Maybe we can just rent a movie, have a glass of wine and go to bed...
Hipster Fashion
Am I the only one who is slightly confused with this whole 1990’s throw back fashion trend? What is even worse is that it is all the ugliness of the 90’s. Last night I actually saw a girl about my age wearing MOM JEANS. yes, MOM JEANS! I couldn’t believe my eyes. Why? How is it that I completely missed the fashion boat. not saying that I would want to be on this TITANIC of a...
I am ok, really
I bitch a lot. too much. what do i honestly have to bitch about? I have a great job. I have money in the bank. clothes in my closet. food in my stomach. I have a man who loves me and yet I complain. what ever I can find to bitch about you better believe I am 10 steps ahead of you about complaining about them. why? is it because I am an american and we expect everything to be perfect for us?...
One year
I got out of school early. I called you. you answered. you hadn’t left yet. I asked if I could come. you said yes. we listened to This American Life. we smoked a cigarette as we neared your parents house. a ring of the door bell and then a warm greeting by a very hairy dog. sniffing and panting. muff. your mother’s voice. a hug. “we hug in this family.” your father. he...
The "break"
You wanted the “break” and I was forced to deal with it. Now you expect me not to resent you…I get it. You wanted to wash hands clean, get your shit together and then we could go back to being “us”. Yeah, great plan except now I am questioning why we should be “us” again. What’s the point anymore. I thought you loved me more than to pull that shit. I...
Pictures...
I don’t take enough photos of what is going on in my life. I don’t want to bombard the world with look at me but I wouldn’t mind documenting these times better.
-alert
This is not important
Why is it that I feel as if everyone is going to read this. This is all me. For me. By me. No one else…and yet I hesitate to write on a public board. I don’t care what you think of me that is not why I pause. I pause because I want to say something meaningful and I know I probably won’t. even if I did who would read it? why would they read it. I am no one special. I am just a...
“A giraffe has a black tongue twenty-seven inches long and no vocal cords. A...”
